Chapter 1211: Seventh-Level Pharmacist
The middle-aged man said aggrievedly, "I didn't even get the chance to explain before he left." As he spoke, he condensed a sheet of mist and replayed the conversation between the two through mist-image projection.
The young man watched the entire matter from beginning to end, a faint smile curling at his lips. "An outsider, an eighth-level Wizard, who's only learned the rules of life, yet he's already this domineering. Looks like he's never been beaten down by society. Still, he's an eighth-level Wizard preparing to venture into potionology. It doesn't matter if he doesn't join us. Just make a little trouble for him over the next few days."
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, Master. Do you have any other instructions?"
The young man's expression became slightly desolate. "No. Oh, there is one thing. How is the purchase of starlight crystals going?"
The middle-aged man shook his head. "There hasn't been much progress. They're mainly too rare and have to be harvested from the cosmic starry sky. At present, not many forces on our side have that capability. Besides, several forces in the galaxy tightly control the outflow of starlight crystals. Unless we have the funds to directly acquire one of them, or enter the starlight crystal trade ourselves."
The young man sighed, his tone distant as it revealed immense confidence and arrogance. "Then forget it. It's only a matter of two or three rules, after all. If I give them up, I give them up. But if I don't cultivate the laws of the starry sky, what else can I cultivate?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt a chill in his heart.
The rules his master cultivated were all rather unconventional.
Dole casually found an inn and settled in. After