As the First Elder of Jia Nan Academy, Su Qian quickly walked forward, cupped his hands, and bowed. "This junior, Su Qian, pays respects to Mister Confucian Sage."
"First Elder, it has been a long time."
Su Qian smiled. He had indeed met Mister Jiang Cheng once back then, but Jiang Cheng had already been a Half-Step Dou Venerate at the time, so the two had not interacted much.
Yet only a few years had passed, and the other man had already advanced into a Dou Saint Expert. It was truly unbelievable.
Even in the Central Plains, such talent would likely leave everyone in amazement.
"Indeed. Back then, you called yourself Venerate, yet now you are the Confucian Sage. Your cultivation speed over these years has truly been astonishing."
Jiang Cheng chuckled. "Books hold their own golden house. Read more, and you will naturally understand their mysteries."
"Also, you saw the last medicinal material on the list I gave you, right? Your Dean Mang Tianchi personally wrote it down."
Su Qian nodded. He knew the Dean's handwriting very well. Since it was the Dean's decision, as the First Elder of Jia Nan Academy, he naturally would not refuse.
Besides, the Fallen Heart Flame had been erupting frequently lately. It would likely break through its restrictions within a few years. It would be better to suppress it early and eliminate future trouble.
"Sir, you have just refined an Eighth-Grade Pill. Why not rest first, and we can choose another day to subdue the Fallen Heart Flame?"
First Elder Su Qian asked softly.
Jiang Cheng considered it and decided to rest first. He had indeed been somewhat tired these past few days. Refining an Eighth-Grade Pill consumed too much mental strength. If it had been an ordinary eighth-grade alchemist, after refining an