Several visitors arrived outside the Sigh of Truth magic artifact shop, brought by Milly.
"Green, these are instructors from Frost's Sigh Wizard Academy at the Third-Ring Holy Tower. They want to invite us to serve as external lecturers. What do you think?"
These wizards were all Rank 2, and they appeared highly cultivated. Their eyes kept roaming over the goods on Green's counter, flickering constantly. Clearly, they had seen not only the properties of these magic-guided artifacts, but also their cheap essence. From that, they had inferred just how terrifying Green's command of alchemical knowledge was.
"Lilith, come over."
At Green's call, the girl soon poked her head out from the room. She was kneading a lump of resin glue like clay in her hands and asked curiously, "Mentor, what is it?"
Green said to the wizards, "This is my fourth disciple, Lilith. She has already gained a preliminary grasp of my unique alchemical knowledge. I hope she can be of help to you."
"Ah?"
Lilith widened her round eyes and wiped the sweat from her forehead, smearing resin glue all across it. Though she was already over eighteen hundred years old, she still had that careless temperament. She cried out, "Mentor, I have three senior brothers and sisters before me? Why have you never told me? It's been eighteen hundred years!"
Lilith was now a Rank 2 wizard and could be considered formally graduated.
Green smiled mysteriously. "Have your Mistress prepare a dinner tonight. Bring your father along as well, and I'll tell you everything slowly then."
"Ah? All right."
Lilith went back into the room to knead resin glue.
"But—"
The several wizards still wanted to say something, when Little Eight on Milly's shoulder shouted, "Hey, hey, hey! You lot have stumbled into heaven-sent luck today, and you're