But this little girl in front of me, without anyone's guidance, actually figured out a way to control fire and condense pills on her own?!

Even though he was criticized by Han Chujiu as worthless, he knew that compared to many 346 alchemy sects on the Immortal Cultivation Continent, this method of controlling fire and condensing elixirs was already very sophisticated.

"Did you really figure this out on your own?"

Muyan nodded with difficulty, waiting for Lord Medicine King to scold him next.

However, after waiting for a long time, she found that there was no sound at all from the other side.

When he raised his head, he saw the immortal Medicine King on the opposite side, with his head half raised and a sly smile on his face.

The big round eyes are shining brightly, and the pink and tender cherry mouth is smashing, as if it is savoring some delicious food.

Han Chujiu was indeed giddy with joy at this time.

He would have known that the person who could trigger the Medicine King's inheritance and pass the three levels of the perverted Medicine King's examination must not be an ordinary person.

But he never expected that his disciple would be so amazing and talented.

In the future, when he is well trained, he will be able to beat Di Ming.

When the time comes, he will let the people from the Extreme Realm Imperial Court kneel down and sing conquest for him.

Hey hey hey...

Muyan blinked, curious in her heart, what happened to Medicine King?

Looking up close, Yaowang’s skin looks great!

Because of the excitement, the white skin was rosy, and it looked even redder like an apple.

Muyan stretched out her claws out of nowhere, wanting to grab Yao Wang's face and squeeze it to see if it was her imagination.

Han Chujiu suddenly came back to his senses. He was so frightened that he took several steps back. He covered his beard that had finally stuck to his face and said with an inward look: "Bold little disciple, what are you doing?!"

Muyan retracted her hand in embarrassment, coughed lightly and said, "Master Medicine King, my fire control and pill condensation..."

Before she could finish her words, Han Chujiu said angrily: "Why are you calling me master, Lord Medicine King? Master! Master! You are my only disciple and the only inheritor of my Medicine King Palace. Do you still want to bully me?"

Isn’t it possible for a master to betray his ancestors?”

Muyan frowned in embarrassment: "But I already have a master!"

Although Shi Qing didn't teach her anything, he could still be considered her master.

If Shi Qing hadn't brought her into Xiaoyao Sect, she wouldn't have known her fellow apprentices, let alone been taught by her junior uncle.

Han Chujiu said disdainfully: "Can those rubbish alchemists from the lower world compare with me? That kind of trash deserves to be called master."

Muyan opened her mouth and wanted to say that she was not a master in alchemy.

Han Chujiu said impatiently: "Okay, okay, then you just have to go out of your way to call me Master Ninth?"

Muyan immediately called out obediently: "Ninth Master."

When Han Chujiu heard the juicy little disciple in front of him call him "Master Ninth", he was so excited that he was almost bubbling with beauty.

Han Chujiu has an apprentice!

He finally has a precious apprentice, hahaha!

However, the ecstatic Lord Medicine King still held it back, coughed slightly and said: "If you want to enter my Medicine King Palace and become the successor of Han Chujiu, you still need to promise me two things."

Muyan: "Master Ninth, please speak."

Han Chujiu was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "When you ascend to the Cultivation Continent one day, raise a flower and plant a fruit for me."

Muyan's heart moved: "Is it the flower of the other shore or the underworld fruit?"

Han Chujiu took a deep look at her, nodded and said: "You have experienced the difficulty and pain of planting Huangquan fruit in the moist space, but that is just a simulation process. In reality, you want to plant Bianhua flowers and bear Huangquan fruit.
Chapter completed!