"Am I being too easy to talk to?"

When Han Qinhu reappeared, his face darkened. "You're getting too big for your britches, aren't you?"

"For a whole month, don't you want to take a look at what you've actually done?"

He visited brothels eighteen times, and sponsored three top courtesans and fifteen maids.

Bai Cang silently reviewed his battle record in his mind, but on the surface he looked aggrieved, "Master, please be aware: your disciple has indeed given his all!"

“You investigated me before, so you should know how much I dislike socializing, but now I’m almost as popular as the senior disciple of the Three Yin Temple.”

"But it involves such secret matters that I truly have no access to them, and I have no way to use my strength!"

The ultimate level of slacking off is when you seem to have given it your all, but in reality, you haven't done anything at all.

In short: his skills are as fierce as a tiger, but his record is zero to five.

But Bai Cang also had something to say: Was it because I didn't put my heart into it or didn't try my best?

Chun Chun is simply incapable; she doesn't have the ability, you know?

I haven't even asked you to reimburse me for the money I spent sponsoring the top performer and the escorts.

Although Bai Cang never paid for anything himself, not spending money doesn't mean he can't get reimbursed; the inequality solved it instantly!

"snort!"

Han Qinhu snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly vanished.

Such decisiveness and efficiency made Bai Cang feel a chill in his heart: This is big trouble!

If Han Qinhu gets into a verbal argument with him, Bai Cang isn't worried at all.

This seemingly scheming behavior is actually just a joke, a kind of play to enhance relationships.

However, Han Qinhu's decisive departure shows that he was truly angry.

If Daddy gets angry, that's a big problem!

"Han's father is much harder to please than Zhang's father, and his temper is far worse than Sun's. He has too much of a temper and too little patience. We need to be more careful in the future."

Bai Cang thought to himself, and couldn't help but feel a sense of "serving a ruler is like serving a tiger".

Compared to "Father Zhang" and "Master Sun", "Father Han" is indeed incredibly powerful, but the difficulty of "conquering" him is also hellish.

It's easy to mess things up, it's really nerve-wracking and like walking on thin ice!

"Ultimately, it's because I'm too weak!"

Bai Cang sighed inwardly, discarding all distracting thoughts, and focused intently on refining the elixir.

Alchemy is not just hard work; it also requires patience, focus, and talent.

However, one thing is certain: as long as you put in enough effort, it will never let you down, and it will never be "unpredictable".

This sudden "rollover" made Bai Cang realize even more clearly what it means to "rely on mountains and they crumble, rely on trees and they run away."

Relying on powerful figures is not a long-term solution; only self-reliance and strength are the true path to success.

You need to be strong yourself to forge iron!

In a state of complete focus, the day passes quickly.

As dusk fell, Bai Cang tidied up his alchemy room, carrying nearly a hundred "blue pills" in his arms, and headed towards his own courtyard.

But before they even stepped out of the pharmacy, they saw Sun Hongbo walking quickly towards them, his face somewhat grave.

"The abbot wants to see you, be careful!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang's expression changed drastically. "Master, why would the Abbot suddenly..."

As if he had just thought of something, Bai Cang suddenly felt a jolt.

Could it be that old scoundrel Han did something?

Was I "reported" by this old Deng? Was he giving me a push for no reason?

"I don't know either. Just be careful what you say and let's take it one step at a time."

Sun Hongbo was also in a heavy mood.

"If anything happens, you can insist that you knew nothing and were just fooled by me!"

Bai Cang felt a pang of anxiety and prepared Sun Hongbo in advance.

If it's absolutely necessary, he can simply collapse and flee.

However, "Master Sun" and "Father Zhang" still had to continue working under the master of the Three Yin Temple and absolutely could not be implicated.

Especially "Zhang's father," who is currently preparing to go into seclusion to break through to the Innate Realm. He just entered the secluded meditation room yesterday, and it's too late to tell him to run away.

In fact, if it weren't for this, Bai Cang would have even had the urge to run away on the spot.

Are you teaching me how to do things?

Sun Hongbo forced a laugh, trying to ease the tense and oppressive atmosphere.

But Bai Cang had no time for jokes. He stared at Sun Hongbo with a serious expression and said, "Master, protecting yourself is the greatest help you can give me, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Hongbo nodded gravely, "Don't worry, no one knows better than me how to protect myself!"

"call!"

Bai Cang exhaled a breath of stale air, took several deep breaths, and adjusted his expression and demeanor.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed back into that "simple and honest" kind-hearted boy.

"Let's go and meet our Abbot."

Bai Cang followed Sun Hongbo and walked towards the meditation room where the abbot of the Three Yin Temple was located.

Although it is called a quiet retreat, it is actually a fairly large complex of buildings.

It not only includes pavilions, terraces, gardens, but also functional buildings such as quiet study rooms, alchemy rooms, and reception rooms.

The abbot of the Sanyin Temple hosted a banquet for Bai Cang in the waterside pavilion.

At this moment, the sky was gradually darkening, but the waterside pavilion was as bright as day.

The abbot of Sanyin Temple, dressed in a Taoist robe, sat imposingly at the head of the table.

A dozen or so maids, like butterflies flitting among flowers, presented a dazzling array of delicacies.

The rich aroma of food, mixed with the mellow fragrance of wine, makes one's mouth water.

But Bai Cang had no appetite at all: This is like a trap!

"Reporting to the Abbot: Bai Cang has arrived!"

Sun Hongbo bowed deeply, his face expressionless.

"Old Sun is here, come sit down quickly."

The abbot of Sanyin Temple gestured for Sun Hongbo to sit down before standing up and smiling at Bai Cang, saying, "We can't neglect our genius alchemist, so please sit down as well."

Bai Cang bowed deeply, showing great respect, "Disciple Bai Cang greets Abbot."

With a single gesture, the Abbot of the Three Yin Temple unleashed an invisible yet immense force that lifted Bai Cang to his feet.

"I am unworthy of such a generous gift from Fellow Daoist Bai!"

With a gentle smile, the abbot of Sanyin Temple raised his cup to Sun Hongbo and said, "Old Sun, thank you for your hard work."

"Thanks to you for nurturing such a young Qi Refining Immortal for our Three Yin Temple!"

These words were like a thunderclap!

Bai Cang's face changed drastically, he was shocked and panicked, and for a moment he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Clang!

Sun Hongbo's hand trembled, and the wine glass fell to the ground. The crisp, fragrant wine soaked his clothes. He jumped up, looking at Bai Cang with disbelief, "You...you...you've entered the Dao?"

After saying that, he turned to look at the Abbot of the Three Yin Temple as if he doubted his own ears, "Abbot, are you sure you're not mistaken? This kid... has entered the Dao?"

That natural acting skill, along with the expression of surprise mixed with fear and disbelief, showed no trace of acting.

Upon seeing this, Bai Cang quickly lowered his head, as if he dared not face Sun Hongbo's "questioning".

Seeing this scene.

The abbot of Sanyin Temple put down his wine cup, and his expression suddenly turned pale.

He gave Sun Hongbo and Bai Cang, the master and apprentice, a deep look and said, "Old Sun, how come you're already drunk before you've even had a drink?"

"Go change your clothes quickly. I'll have a few drinks with Fellow Daoist Bai first."

Upon hearing this, Sun Hongbo immediately became anxious, "Abbot, I..."

However, the abbot of the Sanyin Temple frowned, and Sun Hongbo immediately shut up, bowing and turning away in a dejected manner.

Bai Cang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this: at least Sun Hongbo was extricated from the situation.

"To be honest, it is I who am incompetent as the abbot."

The Master of the Three Yin Temple raised his wine cup again, "It's rare to see you, but I didn't realize that besides your outstanding talent in alchemy, your talent in cultivation is even more astonishing."

"It's better late than never, but hopefully it's not too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost."

The abbot of the Three Yin Temple spoke with a mix of emotion and disbelief and shock.

In just a few months, he had risen from a commoner to a Qi Refining Immortal Master.

It's like... a dragon has emerged from a shallow pond!

Such talent might be acceptable if one were at the Crimson Dragon General Temple or the Ten Thousand Mountains Headquarters.

But its appearance in his Three Yin View just doesn't seem right.

"This disciple is terrified. I did not mean to deceive the Abbot; it was just that I suddenly realized something and lost my composure..."

Bai Cang lowered his head, looking as if he were being pricked by needles, and appeared to be sweating profusely and cold-drenched.

However, the White Bone Locking Heart Hammer was already poised to strike!

[Looking for a free gift, the kind where the protagonist takes revenge immediately, so the plot isn't frustrating.]