Master... That's It?
Li Xiuchang felt both expectant and a little guilty about Zhao Yuansi's lecture.
What he looked forward to, of course, was the effect of the lecture.
Two lessons from Senior Brother Mo had increased his Length Value by an inch and a half.
A lesson from Zhao Yuansi, a fifth-tier alchemy grandmaster—wouldn't that increase it by at least two inches?
What made him feel guilty was that if Zhao Yuansi checked his progress in alchemy, he really had nothing to show for it.
Ever since becoming Zhao Yuansi's disciple, he had been busy smoking meat to earn spirit stones, busy cultivating, busy farming, and busy practicing techniques. He truly hadn't spent much time on alchemy.
By now, he could only refine a few kinds of unranked medicinal powders.
He couldn't even refine Grain-Aversion Pills, the most basic of pills.
He had no choice but to make a last-minute effort, using these final two days to cram and practice. His goal was simply to refine Grain-Aversion Pills!
Unfortunately, Li Xiuchang did not possess the heaven-defying talent in alchemy that he had in the path of spiritual plants.
Two days of intensive practice had not given him the ability to refine Grain-Aversion Pills steadily.
With the lecture tomorrow, Li Xiuchang had no choice but to seek Senior Brother Zhang Wanzhi's guidance.
He had heard that among the dozen or so arts Senior Brother Zhang Wanzhi had mastered, alchemy was one of them.
Li Xiuchang knocked on the door of Eastern Geng District No. 1.
"Ah Chang, you're here."
The door opened, and Zhang Wanzhi welcomed Li Xiuchang inside.
Perhaps because their relationship had grown more familiar, Zhang Wanzhi had changed how he addressed him from "Junior Brother Li" to "Ah Chang." Li Xiuchang himself hadn't even noticed right