Han Li prepared the medicine familiarly, checked it again, and after making sure there were no mistakes, he handed the medicine to Guang Ling.

He took out another notebook and wrote down in detail how to take the medicine, precautions, etc., focusing on providing considerate service.

Guang Ling accepted all the things without waiting for his disciple to ask questions. He tried to explain many times, but was interrupted deliberately by Han Li, who diverted the topic to other directions.

While the master and disciple were arguing with each other, Dugu Bo, who was assigned to find vegetables and fruits, came back. Guang Ling gave up explaining and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it later."

The three of them casually boiled some vegetables, took their own dry food, and ate some fresh fruits, which was considered their breakfast.

After the two titles walked around the area again and confirmed that nothing would threaten Han Li's safety, they set out on the journey back to Tiandou City.

Guang Ling looked at Han Li who waved and sent them away, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: It's strange, how can this kid hold back from asking? Dugu Bo, who was traveling with him, couldn't help but turn his head to look at him and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? Can't bear to part with your apprentice? It's only one day, it shouldn't be that serious, right?"

Guang Ling glanced at Dugu Bo, who was younger than him but looked much older, and said sinisterly: "If you don't know how to talk, you don't have to. But if I secretly kill you on the way and go back to tell Xiao Li that you are planning to escape, do you think he will pretend nothing happened?"

"you……"

Dugu Bo gave him an angry look, not bothering to pay attention to Guang Ling whose expression changed as fast as turning pages of a book, and went straight towards Tiandou City.

"cut."

Guang Ling looked at the back of the little old man in front of him, and was suddenly stunned, and an idea suddenly arose in his mind.

Nine years old and seven years old are only two years apart. If Dugu Bo can do it, why can't I, Guang Ling? His Highness Xiaoxue is only nine years older than his own disciple. When he becomes a title, it is just a fraction of the difference.

Besides, in the spirit master world, especially among high-level spirit masters, young husbands and old wives, or old husbands and young wives are common. Xiaoxue is the only descendant of the Qian family, so she must continue the bloodline, right? At least she can try. It is better to give it to her own apprentice than to give it to others.

Besides, his disciple was no worse than Xiaoxue. According to Han Li's speculation, his martial soul would also be upgraded to a god-level martial soul in the future. By then, wouldn't this be a proper match? With this thought, Guang Ling was like a possessed man. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

It was not until he heard Dugu Bo's shouting from the front that he was awakened from his thoughts and accelerated to catch up.

While chasing him, Guang Ling thought of Dugu Bo's words and couldn't help but touch his storage belt. How about saying that this thing was given by Xiao Li? Anyway, with the relationship between Xiao Xue and me, we don't need this thing to maintain our relationship.

Well, it's decided. But I can't say it too bluntly. Xiao Li has no chance of knowing Xiao Xue, so I'll use the excuse of a friend's junior. It's always good to make a good impression.

At this time, Han Li did not know that there was something wrong with Guang Ling's mind. He was still trying hard to deal with his own hidden dangers at the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire.

Meanwhile, at Notting College, thousands of miles away, Tang San, who had gotten up early, felt that he was a bit unlucky after completing his training in the Purple Demon Pupil.

Who could have thought that at the critical moment of collecting purple energy, a group of birds would fly over his head, and they were the kind that had not gone to the toilet, forcing him to take a shower again early in the morning.

By the way, there is an urgent order today, and I have to go to the blacksmith shop to handle it now. Tang San shook his head, put the ominous premonition behind him, and quickly walked out of the academy and headed towards the blacksmith shop.

On the way, he couldn't help but complain about his teacher and the Spirit Hall in his heart.

Damn it, it’s been more than a year, and I didn’t expect that after that incident, the Spirit Hall would actually stop paying subsidies to them, the master and his disciple.

Even though the people who had conflicts with Yu Xiaogang at the time had been transferred, their treatment was not restored.

He had to rely on the income from the blacksmith shop to earn enough money to support the two of them. As a result, even when Xiao Wu asked him to borrow money, he had no spare money. It was really embarrassing.

Seeing the blacksmith shop right in front of him, Tang San put away his complaints. He really deserved to die.

Once a teacher, always a father. Why would you complain about your teacher just because something goes wrong? It's all the fault of Spirit Hall. They can't judge people clearly, so a theoretical master like your teacher is covered in dust.

I must work hard to clear the teacher's name, and I must reflect on my mentality just now. I must try to make one more tool in the morning, and treat the teacher to chicken legs at noon to apologize.

Tang San took a deep breath, walked into the blacksmith shop, nodded and greeted his colleague, then came to his workbench and skillfully swung the hammer in his hand.

Don’t worry, teacher. I’ll give you an extra snack at noon to apologize.

Thinking of this, Tang San felt his body full of power. He exerted force with the hammer in his hand, and the workbench collapsed instantly. The red-hot iron block was hit by his hammer and hit the toes of his left foot at an extremely fast speed.

"ah."

A young man's voice of pain was heard, and the blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop hurriedly gathered around and saw Tang San covering his left foot. The toe of his shoe had been burned through, and his big toe was badly swollen with marks of burns on it.

A group of blacksmiths quickly carried him out and checked his injuries.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a minor burn and a hit, it can be treated simply." The people in the blacksmith shop didn't care. This kind of situation has happened before and it's not uncommon.

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"Tang San, you are a spirit master, you should recover faster, go back and rest first." The blacksmith shop owner paused for a moment, then continued: "You will be paid as usual during the recovery period, but, as you know, this batch of goods must be delivered within three days. Looking at your situation, you will not be able to catch up, so I can only share the profits I promised you before with others. Do you have any objection?"

Tang San, who had already treated his injuries simply, felt the piercing pain in his toes. He couldn't help but want to stand up to show that he was still able to work, but as soon as he stood up, he couldn't help but grin.

"Okay, boss. I'll go back first and come back when I'm healed."

Tang San reluctantly gave up his plan to work while injured.

"Haha. It's nothing. Go back and take good care of your injuries. Come back when you're better. You're a spirit master, and you're able to come work here. Your skills are pretty good. Are you afraid of losing your job?"

The owner of the blacksmith shop patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Come, one of the apprentices will take Tang San back to the academy. The rest of you can go. Xiao Wang, go clean up the workbench. Everyone, work harder and try to finish this batch of goods ahead of schedule. After that, I'll treat everyone to a drink."

"Let's go."

An apprentice came to Tang San and helped him walk out.

Tang San did not refuse. Until he walked out of the blacksmith shop, he could still hear the clanging sounds coming from the blacksmith shop at the back, which were much more frequent than before. It was obvious that the blacksmiths were inspired by the boss' promise.

Forget it, Tang San let out a breath. He would never get this quick money, so he should go back and recuperate.

It’s just right. I can study with the teacher for a few days and take a break.

If he had known that he would encounter a disaster when he got up, he might as well give up obtaining the purple energy today and should not have come to the blacksmith shop. He was really unlucky today.

(End of this chapter)