There were hundreds of people in the Dan Academy.
It resembles a small sect, and naturally, there is a clear hierarchy within it.
Excluding the servants, laborers, and supplies, there were more than a dozen legitimate alchemists, all of whom were disciples personally trained by Master Luo.
From this perspective, Master Luo truly possesses some of the qualities of a "master teacher."
However, in the two traditional skills of "exploitation" and "oppression", Master Luo is no less than anyone else, and can be said to have deeply inherited the true teachings of Heshan.
Under his command, alchemists were divided into three types.
The first type is the junior alchemist, who has just begun to understand the basics and has only recently been promoted. They often only master one or two of the most basic elixir formulas and are still in the "learning" stage.
Junior alchemists can apply for spiritual herbs to practice with. If they can master a spiritual elixir and pass the assessment in terms of success rate and quality, they can also apply for a new elixir formula.
However, all the refined elixirs belong to the Alchemy Academy, and if the "loss" is too great, a contract must be signed to repay the Alchemy Academy's "loss," which has a romantic feel to it, like "taking out a loan to work."
The second type of formal alchemist has mastered the four methods of alchemy and can refine various common elixirs, reaching the standard of "self-sufficiency".
However, the elixirs to be refined must be carried out according to the tasks assigned by the Alchemy Academy, and there are strict assessment criteria.
Moreover, all the elixirs refined must be sold by the Alchemy Institute. After deducting all "costs," they can obtain 30% of the "net profit," which can be considered as having the qualification to "beg on their knees."
The third type is the Grand Alchemist, who can freely utilize all kinds of resources of the Alchemy Academy and can refine all kinds of elixirs at will.
If the alchemy fails, the entire cost will be borne by the Alchemy Academy; if a finished product is successfully produced, the cost of the alchemy will be split 50/50 with the Alchemy Academy after deducting the cost of the medicinal herbs.
Simply put, the Alchemy Academy pays for the Grand Alchemists to "play the stock market." If they lose money, the Alchemy Academy takes the loss; if they win, the profits are split 50/50.
With such generous conditions, the assessment for a Grand Alchemist is naturally quite rigorous.
Simply put: it all depends on Master Luo's mood!
The entire Alchemy Academy currently only has two Grand Alchemists.
One is Luo Jin, the biological son of Master Luo and a true disciple of the Red Dragon Sect.
The other one was also Luo Zhenren's biological son, Luo Wei, a true disciple of the Heshan Dao.
Now, as long as Bai Cang nods, he will be the third Grand Alchemist. He is not a biological son, but he is better than a biological son. It is no exaggeration to say that he and Master Luo are "father and son".
“I dare not refuse your kindness, elder. Your disciple, Bai Cang, is very grateful for your generosity.”
Bai Cang bowed down earnestly, his pure gratitude without a trace of falsehood.
Heaven have mercy: he really just wanted to get a free alchemy room and its equipment.
Who knew that Master Luo would be so enthusiastic, offering double the amount right off the bat? How could Bai Cang possibly refuse?
He gave so much!
"Okay, okay, from now on we're family."
Master Luo grabbed Bai Cang's arm and walked directly into the depths of the Pill Academy, saying, "Our Pill Academy is truly blessed to have Junior Nephew Bai; he is a hero sent from heaven."
"Such a grand event should be celebrated together. Issue the order: everyone in the Alchemy Academy shall be rewarded with a spirit pill, and all alchemists and above shall be rewarded with a bottle of high-grade spirit pills."
Upon hearing this, everyone present forgot their envy, jealousy, and resentment, and their faces lit up with joy as they bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you for the generous gift, Abbot!"
While he said he was thanking the "Academy Master," he was actually bowing and kowtowing to Bai Cang more than he was saying it, and his impression of this newly promoted Grand Alchemist improved considerably.
After all, Master Luo was so generous simply because he was in a good mood; they were all benefiting from Bai Cang's generosity.
If you receive a benefit and don't appreciate it, wouldn't you be an ingrate?
Regardless of what they think, they must never say a bad word about Bai Cang in public again.
Otherwise, Luo Zhenren would have skinned them alive without Bai Cang even lifting a finger.
The reasons are all readily available: Our Dan Academy doesn't have such ungrateful wretches.
For a time, everyone except Luo Jin was all smiles.
What? You're asking why Luo Jin isn't happy?
If it were you, would you be happy at all?
My money, it's all my money!
"Luo Jin, what are you standing there for?"
Luo Jin was looking up at the sky, trying hard not to let his tears fall, as if he could still hear the ballad "Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling".
Master Luo suddenly turned around and glared at him fiercely, "Aren't you going to come over here and serve tea to your Senior Brother Bai?"
"Go! Bring me my treasured spiritual tea, the most expensive one."
Luo Jin was taken aback by the question and subconsciously asked, "The most expensive one, or the best one?"
Master Luo roared, "That's the jar where I broke your leg last time you stole three tea leaves!"
Luo Jin: Are you kidding me, the Bull Demon King? Do you think I have no dignity?
A bitter heart, trembling hands, and tears streaming down my face.
The world where only Luo Jin is injured is perfectly achieved at this moment.
A moment later, at Danyuan Pavilion.
Master Luo and Bai Cang sat down as host and guest, while Luo Jin stood obediently to the side like a grandson serving him.
He wasn't even worthy of sitting at the table for dogs, let alone the children's table. He could only suppress his resentment and grief, serving them tea and water while putting on a smile.
If his smile wasn't bright enough, Master Luo would really dare to break his legs!
"Nephew Bai, try this Guishan white tea."
Master Luo personally pushed over a cup of spiritual tea, his face full of a smug and boastful smile.
The tea soup was crystal clear, like pure jade dew, and the white tea leaves resembled coiled dragons, with plump leaves and a fresh, vibrant color.
It's obviously not an ordinary product!
"Fine tea! The best I've ever seen in my life!"
Bai Cang took a sip of tea and couldn't help but exclaim, "In the past, we were all just trying to survive. Today, after drinking this tea, I finally understand what it means to be carefree like an immortal."
Although this was the first time Bai Cang had seriously tasted tea since his transmigration, he didn't know anything about tea.
But he knew how to please the old man and how to make Master Luo happy.
"Haha, have a few more drinks if you like."
As expected, Master Luo laughed and said, "Come more often when you have time. Not to mention anything else, I guarantee you'll have plenty of Guishan white tea."
Bai Cang smiled shyly, quickly lowered his head to drink his tea, and dared not utter a single word.
Good heavens! Even your own son gets his legs broken for stealing just three slices of this spiritual tea, and you're telling me it's enough?
Bai Cang is an expert in "decency," how could he possibly make such a basic mistake?
Didn't you see the "Evil Sword Immortal" next to him? He's about to reveal his true form!
Just then, Master Luo pushed over another pale flame sealed in blood-red amber, "Here, this is the pill fire I promised to give you."
"This fire is called 'Mysterious Nether Moon Fiend Fire,' which is born from the essence of Taiyin mixed with the true fire of Disha. It has both the tranquility of Taiyin and the blazing intensity of Disha. It is extremely cold and explosive, yet very stable."
"It possesses both the chilling power of Taiyin and the fiery poison of Disha. If refined using the secret method of 'Taiyin Moon Fire,' it can not only be used as a pill fire, but it might also allow you to master a minor supernatural power ahead of time!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang couldn't help but swallow hard: He's throwing money at me!
He actually threw money at me!
[Thanks to "Wen Song" for the 1000th one! Requesting a free gift!]
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