Faced with Zhao Donglai's question, Qin Xuanji concealed nothing, telling him about Chen Mu's talent for pill refining in addition to artifact refining.
Zhao Donglai's jaw nearly dropped when he heard it. "What! His pill refining skills made even Liu Ruofeng, the Pill Emperor and master of Ten Thousand Medicines Valley, kneel and ask to become his disciple?"
"Then isn't he Liu Ruofeng's master now?" Zhao Donglai asked in disbelief.
Truly, no one before him had ever achieved such a thing, and no one after him ever would!
"No, Mu'er didn't agree to take him as a disciple." Qin Xuanji shook her head.
"Then Elder Liu must have been terribly disappointed?" Zhao Donglai remarked casually, still too stunned to fully recover his senses.
"Disappointed?" Qin Xuanji smiled. "He was delighted."
"Delighted? Why would he be delighted when he'd been turned down?" Zhao Donglai asked, puzzled.
"Although Mu'er couldn't be his master, he could be his grandmaster."
"Couldn't be his master, but could be his grandmaster..." he murmured, trying to make sense of Qin Xuanji's words.
Then Zhao Donglai's eyes lit up, as though something had occurred to him. "Your Majesty, do you mean his disciple took Liu Ruofeng, the Great Emperor of the Pill Dao, as a disciple?"
Had anyone other than Qin Xuanji said this, Zhao Donglai would never have believed it.
It was simply too outrageous!
"Exactly." Qin Xuanji nodded lightly.
"But that's Liu Ruofeng, the Pill Emperor-a god-rank pill refiner who can refine sixteenth-rank pills..." The more Zhao Donglai spoke, the harder he found it to believe.
The idea of a Great Emperor of the Pill Dao becoming his nephew's disciple already sounded outrageous enough to him.
Yet his nephew had actually become Liu Ruofeng's grandmaster.
"But what if this disciple of Mu'er's could refine a twentieth-rank