The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1810 - 1907: Old Palace Master

Chapter 1810: Chapter 1907: Old Palace Master

Fang Lin, dressed in brocade robes, stood there for hundreds of years without doing anything, yet he appeared exceptionally radiant.

Though Fang Lin in this life is merely in his twenties, he still has the appearance of a young man, with gentle features, completely inheriting his mother Bai Qingxue’s traits in terms of looks, which many women in the Pill Saint Palace envy.

Like many prodigies, Fang Lin in this life has the arrogance of a genius, but it’s not rebellious; it’s true aloofness.

Only prodigies like Qi Liansheng, who are not inferior to him, can meet Fang Lin’s standards and are befriended without reservation, without any hidden motives.

As for others, though Fang Lin wouldn’t show a hint of rebellion, he would still give them a feeling of a towering unreachable presence.

Perhaps this is not Fang Lin’s fault, but in the eyes of many, Fang Lin is simply too outstanding, not only with exceptional personal ability but also with an incomparable background.

Father Fang Qingye, honored as Martial Arts Supreme, an invincible powerhouse!

Mother Bai Qingxue, though not a Martial Lord, is also a master at the peak of Heavenly Mandate, leaving aside Martial Lord, no one in the world can be her opponent.

With such parents, even if Fang Lin were a talentless waste, he would still be revered by countless people.

This is the impact brought by one’s background, even though Fang Lin never talks about his parents, and dislikes it when people do not refer to him as the prodigious alchemist Fang Lin, but as the son of Martial Lord Fang Qingye.

Fang Lin does not like living under his parents’ shadow; before stepping into the Alchemy Tao, he was obsessively immersed in Martial Arts, trying to achieve the level of his father through his own abilities.

But reality struck Fang Lin hard; his talent in Martial Arts could only be considered barely adequate, without inheriting his parents’ aptitude at all.

It was in Alchemy Tao that Fang Lin possessed an exceptionally rare talent, so Fang Lin chose the path of Alchemy Tao to prove himself.

He wants to tell the world that his accomplishments have nothing to do with who his parents are and are entirely due to his own abilities.

Yet, as Bai Qingxue and Fang Qingye’s only son, it’s nearly impossible to escape the influence of these two.

Precisely because of his background, Fang Lin greatly admires Qi Liansheng, who has no significant background yet isn’t inferior to him in the path of alchemy; this is incredibly impressive.

The Old Palace Master sat in the chair with a sleepy look, resembling a typical old man, completely unlike the highest authority of the Pill Saint Palace.

Outside, one might hardly associate this drowsy old man with being the leader of the Pill Saint Palace.

Yet both the proud Fang Lin and the deep and reserved Qi Liansheng, along with everyone else in the palace, hold this Old Palace Master in high respect.

"You two are now Pill Refiners of Six Cauldrons; soon you will travel across different places, so make preparations in advance." The Old Palace Master glance at Qi Liansheng and Fang Lin, speaking to them in a very ordinary tone, like a conversation between senior and junior without a hint of a lofty attitude.

Pill Saint Palace’s Pill Refiners, once reaching the Six Cauldrons level, must travel around to experience local customs and learn more alchemy knowledge they don’t know.

Ultimately, staying behind closed doors is limited; only by venturing out to this vast world can one understand their own insignificance.

This is the original intention behind the early establishment of this rule by Pill Saint Palace, hoping its Pill Refiners can broaden their horizons and embrace the world.

Of course, leaving the huge entity of Pill Saint Palace means losing its protection, and travelling alone outside might encounter numerous dangers.

Refiners must overcome and resolve them, as many who traveled from Pill Saint Palace in the past didn’t return, which is unavoidable. Although Pill Saint Palace is powerful, the world is too vast, its influence cannot reach everywhere and there will inevitably be times it falls short.

"The Palace Master may rest assured." Fang Lin spoke with a smile, even in front of the Old Palace Master with no restraint.

In contrast, Qi Liansheng was much more respectful, cupping his fists in salute to the Old Palace Master and said: "Disciple will remember."

The Old Palace Master smiled slightly, waved his hand signifying Qi Liansheng need not salute like this.

"Both of you are the most outstanding disciples of Pill Saint Palace. I hope you both will return safely, not one less." The Old Palace Master said.

His words were full of concern and expectation.

Both Fang Lin and Qi Liansheng nodded heavily.

As the two were about to depart, Qi Liansheng hesitated, not immediately leaving.

The Old Palace Master, of such a caliber, couldn’t miss Qi Liansheng’s minor hesitation and understood immediately that Qi Liansheng had something to say to him privately.

"Fang Lin, since you’re going out for travel, you might want to inform your parents." The Old Palace Master said to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin nodded without thinking much and left first.

Thus, only Qi Liansheng remained facing the Old Palace Master alone.

"From your look, it seems there’s something you wish to tell me?" The Old Palace Master asked proactively.

Qi Liansheng bit his lip and respectfully said: "Someone wishes me to tell the Old Palace Master two words."

"Oh? Who is this person? And what are the two words?" The Old Palace Master asked with curiosity.

Qi Liansheng replied: "Mountain Tu!"

With those words, the Old Palace Master’s originally drowsy eyes suddenly changed, completely devoid of any laziness, replaced by sharpness and shock.

Qi Liansheng noticed the change in the Old Palace Master’s expression and wondered why he had such a big reaction merely upon hearing ’Mountain Tu.’ He had never seen the Old Palace Master display such an expression before.

"Where did you hear about Mountain Tu?" The Old Palace Master asked gravely, casting an array to prevent the sound from escaping.

Qi Liansheng said: "That person told disciple to simply tell you these two words, Old Palace Master, and you would understand. Apart from this, disciple knows nothing else."

"Who told you this?" The Old Palace Master frowned slightly.

Qi Liansheng hesitated, unsure if to disclose, fearing the Old Palace Master’s current reaction could be anger or something else, concerned that speaking might endanger Fang Lin in the Sinking Abyss.

As Qi Liansheng hesitated, the Old Palace Master seemed to remember something, suddenly slapped his Nine Palace Bag, pulling out a long-sealed item.

"Xuanyuan Ya, might this be the time you’ve mentioned?" The Old Palace Master held a black Jade Slip, his expression changing unpredictably.

ps: Fourth update, continue tomorrow!