"Ancestor Master, have you decided to take me as your disciple?"
Hearing this, Li Changsheng's eyes immediately lit up.
What the hell was a championship compared to being able to cling to Grand Pure Daoist Venerable's thigh? It was not worth mentioning at all.
"No!"
Grand Pure Daoist Venerable shook his head and replied, "This Daoist's requirements will not change. The reason I decided to pass on the art of alchemy to you today was merely a whim. I wanted to see your comprehension."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Li Changsheng nodded. Once he understood the old man's meaning, he sat down and asked, "So, if my comprehension is decent and I successfully create my own God Position, you'll take me as your disciple? Is that what you mean?"
Grand Pure Daoist Venerable did not answer. He lightly waved the whisk in his hand, and countless golden lights appeared out of nowhere, transforming into ancient and mysterious runes.
Among the cultivation methods of the myriad heavens and worlds, the Taishang Daoist Scripture stood above all others. Yet only Grand Pure Daoist Venerable, the incarnation of the Dao, could understand and cultivate it.
The alchemy passage he had passed down was merely a few insights and methods from his usual alchemy practice.
Though he himself found it utterly insignificant, others would not see it that way.
Especially someone like Li Changsheng, who knew the old man's origins.
As time passed, Li Changsheng did everything he could to absorb and comprehend its meaning.
Seeing this, Grand Pure Daoist Venerable did not disturb him. Instead, he closed his eyes once more.
Who knew how long had passed before Li Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.
"How much did you comprehend?" Grand Pure Daoist Venerable asked.
"Less than ten percent," Li Changsheng answered honestly.