"No need for you to worry, Master Jian Shui. The lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator is eight hundred years. I remember that Master Jian Shui's time is almost up, right? Why don't you consider how to break through to the Golden Core stage?"

“You…” Master Jian Shui glared at Bi Xie in anger and embarrassment.

She did indeed have little time left in her lifespan. She came to the Hall of Affairs today to see if any disciples had purchased longevity pills. However, Feng Xie had just hit her sore spot, and she looked embarrassed.

Bi Xie glanced at her casually, then summoned the moonlight and left.

Master Jianshui stared resentfully at Bi Xie's departing figure for a long time, then gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "What's there to be so high and mighty about! Sooner or later..."

On this day, the wind was gentle and the clouds were light. Bi Xie called out to Wen Zhu before he went to the waterfall to cultivate.

"Zhu'er, come here."

"Master," Wen Zhu called out respectfully, her two almond-shaped eyes on her youthful face quite captivating.

These days, his master's attitude towards him has returned to what it was before. He often guides him on cultivation methods, saving him from many detours.

Wen Zhu felt extremely happy, especially when he thought that his master had even personally learned cooking skills for him.

The only thing that bothered him was his master's new mortal disciple. Why did his master have to take him everywhere? Why could he sleep in the same bed with his master? These were the privileges he was entitled to!

Bi Xie opened his palm, revealing a translucent jade flute: "Zhu'er, starting tomorrow, your master will be going to the Heavenly Fire Cave to refine pills. During the days while your master is away, you should focus on your cultivation. This jade flute is a low-level magic weapon, but it can be used for both attack and flight. You can use it when you reach the Foundation Establishment stage."

Wen Zhu was taken aback: "Master, are you going into seclusion? Will it be for a long time?"

Bi Xie, maintaining his aloof persona, said, "It will take at least three years, and at most five years."

"So long?" Wen Zhu blurted out, then seemed to realize that her tone was too harsh, and quickly softened her voice and said aggrievedly, "Master, what kind of pill are you refining? Why does it take so long?"

"What about Zhu'er... and my junior brother?"

"I will take Wuyou with me into the Heavenly Fire Cave."

Holding the jade flute, Wen Zhu pleaded in her eyes, "Master, can Zhu'er come into the Heavenly Fire Cave with me? Zhu'er also wants to learn alchemy from you."

Bi Xie almost lost his composure and lost his composure.

She knows nothing about alchemy!

The reason I said the seclusion would last longer was to have more time to study alchemy. If I brought Wen Zhu in, it would expose my secret.

"Zhu'er, don't be impatient for quick results in cultivation. Although you have dual spiritual roots of water and fire and are extremely talented, you must remember to avoid arrogance and impetuosity in the path of cultivation. You have not yet established your foundation and learned to fly with your weapon, and you want to learn alchemy. That is too aggressive."

After a moment of silence, Wen Zhu lowered his head, his dark hair obscuring the resentment and anger in his eyes: "Master's teachings are correct, your disciple will remember them."

Bi Xie gave a soft "hmm" and then took out a stack of talismans from his storage bag: "Keep these for self-defense. Your master will come out of seclusion as soon as possible."

"Yes, Master."

"Waaah, waaah, waaah—"

Bi Xie had gotten used to the villain's constant crying every time he woke up. He gently patted the baby's back and stood up: "If there's nothing else, go and cultivate."

"Master, Zhu'er, Zhu'er..."

Bi Xie glanced at Wen Zhu, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

The adorable little boy bit his lip and said, "Master, Zhu'er has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Please grant Zhu'er a Foundation Establishment Pill."

Bi Xie thought to himself: Here it comes, here it comes after all.

It's a pity, Black Sesame. Your master has long since passed away, and his last wish was that he couldn't give you even a single elixir!