"Master, please accept your disciple's bow!"
Jiang Ping An put on an excited expression and bowed to the old man before him.
Xie BenJun stroked his beard and nodded with a smile. "From today onward, you are this Immortal Master's disciple. Study refining diligently. In a hundred years, depending on your talent, I will teach you the supreme refining art, 'Thousand Hammerings, Hundred Refinements.'"
Using this refining art, he had duped a whole group of people into doing chores for him. In order to obtain "Thousand Hammerings, Hundred Refinements," they treated him even better than their own fathers.
"Thousand Hammerings, Hundred Refinements" had been created by an ancient top-tier Refining Master. It had caused an enormous sensation throughout the refining world, changed the evolution of refining methods, and blazed a trail through history. Though only an incomplete copy remained, it still drove countless Refining Masters mad.
He now possessed one layer of "Thousand Hammerings, Hundred Refinements."
"Thank you, Master Xie! This disciple will certainly study with bone-deep diligence and never bring shame upon Master!"
Jiang Ping An had no idea what "Thousand Hammerings, Hundred Refinements" even was. He only needed to pretend to be happy.
"Very good. One can tell at a glance that you are an honest child. Your master is going to visit an old friend I have not seen in a thousand years, so I will be away for some time. First, familiarize yourself with the environment in your master's shop. Just treat this place as your own home."
After saying this, Xie BenJun sent a voice transmission through his divine sense to the maid beside him. "Keep an eye on this fellow. Do not let him touch things at random, especially the expensive items."
Xie BenJun patted Jiang Ping An on the shoulder, wearing a kindly