The contents of the Dao Ancestor Inheritance Secret Realm had changed because of the Black Bead. For now, that was just Chu Huai Xu's guess.
He still hadn't figured out why, after he poked the bead, the Dao Ancestor had "looked" at him, as if he'd sensed something.
Every scene before him should have been nothing more than the Dao Ancestor's personal memories—his past experiences.
"How the hell is there an interactive segment?"
For a while, this left him unsure about the nature of the Inheritance Secret Realm and the properties of the Black Bead. He could only let his imagination run wild and make guesses.
"This can't be guidance spanning a thousand years, can it?"
For some reason, he was starting to get that feeling.
But a lot of things about it didn't quite make sense.
Chu Huai Xu collected himself and continued practicing the sword alongside the Dao Ancestor.
In the scenes that followed, he witnessed the Dao Ancestor's cheat-like life in bits and pieces.
He kept creating new sections of the Dao Canon, learning all kinds of Sword Arts, and growing ever more skilled at alchemy.
He had only just entered the Great Cultivator realm, yet he had already become an Alchemy Grandmaster.
In the world of alchemy, he was hailed as a once-in-a-millennium prodigy.
"He could already make Level 7 High-Grade Spirit Pills in the Fifth Realm." Chu Huai Xu watched from the side.
"When I was in the Fifth Realm, my Medicine Cauldron could probably only make Grade 5 Spirit Pills."
So it was obvious where the problem lay.
So it wasn't the Medicine Cauldron's limit—it was mine!
But when he remembered that he hadn't invested many Experience Points in alchemy, he felt better almost at once.
Rather than doing everything yourself, it was better