"I don't need this Grandmaster True Liquid. Keep it."
Qin Yan looked at the Jade Bottle Zhao Lei offered him, shook his head, and calmly refused.
Although Grandmaster True Liquid could increase the chances of breaking through to the Grandmaster realm, it also had a drawback—it would render one's Blood Qi impure, and that impurity was extremely difficult to eliminate.
Once consumed, impurities would mix into one's Blood Qi, like ink stains on a sheet of white paper that could never be erased.
And this would greatly affect one's future progress in martial cultivation.
With an unstable foundation, the path to greatness would be difficult to tread.
Given Qin Yan's talent, he naturally would not consume Grandmaster True Liquid.
His goal was the True King realm, the True Emperor realm, and perhaps even higher realms. How could he possibly ruin his foundation for the sake of a temporary breakthrough?
Even so, there were still quite a few Martial Artists on the market willing to fight fiercely over a single drop of Grandmaster True Liquid.
It was not that they did not know its drawbacks, but that they were not Prodigies.
Breaking through to the Grandmaster realm was the pursuit of their entire lives.
As for advancing further in the future, that was not something they needed to consider.
To them, reaching the Grandmaster realm would already be like smoke rising from their ancestors' graves.
Zhao Lei did not understand, but he still obediently put away the Grandmaster True Liquid.
Though he was puzzled, he did not ask any further questions.
In his eyes, Grandmaster True Liquid was a treasure, a supreme treasure coveted in the dreams of countless Martial Artists.
But since Qin Yan did not want it, he naturally had his reasons.
"Get some proper rest first. I'll be