"Bloodline potion..." Lin Xingchen chose it as a natural choice, because he only knew the formula of potion from the demon world.

But Brown didn't see it that way. If Lin Xingchen chose a simple enhancing potion, he would still think that Lin Xingchen was well prepared.

But the difficulty of bloodline potion is one of the most difficult ones in the master level. As soon as this person mentioned the bloodline potion, his face, which was originally red, turned purple with anger.

"The herbs used in the bloodline potion are very expensive, costing one thousand amethyst coins. How many portions do you plan to order?" Master Brown was so angry at him that he just randomly named a price.

"Let's order two to be on the safe side!" Lin Xingchen said with a smile.

"You also know about being on the safe side?" Why don't you just say one copy!

"I do think so, but to show respect to the association, I think two copies would be more appropriate!" No matter how unpleasant Brown's words were, Lin Xingchen would not argue with him.

He came here to get an identity so that he could go to the library to read books, not for such a certification which was only at an advanced level in the main world. It was said to be a master level. If serious people like Howard and Edwin were here, they would have scolded these guys.

Blake was stunned when he saw the two thousand amethyst coins. He had never seen so much money before, so he ignored where Lin Xingchen got so much money.

Brown's words still carried a lot of weight. He asked the pharmacy to prepare two sets of herbs for bloodline potions, and soon everyone had all the herbs.

Some people thought that Brown was going to prepare a bloodline potion, so they all came over to watch.

It turned out that it was a guy who had never done any evaluation before. This guy had never done any evaluation before, but he wanted to be certified at the master level for the first time he came to the association, and he was using bloodline potion.

Many people were waiting with cold eyes to laugh at Lin Xingchen's joke, and the one who stopped Lin Xingchen from going upstairs at lunch time sneered even more.

When giving the herbs to Lin Xingchen, he did not forget to make a few sarcastic remarks: "What a country bumpkin, do you think it's so easy to succeed at the master level? You even chose the bloodline potion. I don't know whether it means you are stupid and rich, or that you are skilled and bold."

"I think it's better to say that I'm skilled and bold. As for the saying that I'm stupid and have a lot of money, it doesn't suit me!" Lin Xingchen is not without temper. He thinks Blake is a man with dreams, and he thinks Brown is because of his status and age.

Lin Xingchen would not tolerate this man who was sarcastic as soon as he arrived! "Really? Then we'll keep our eyes open and wait to see how you become a master pharmacist!" He then laughed.

Looking at the badge in his hand, which is a symbol of the highest level of pharmacists in the demon world today, the potion prepared by Lin Xingchen was tested and evaluated by three pharmacy masters in the association, and they believed that he had reached the level of a senior master.

It has been a long time since a high-level master appeared in the demon world. The appearance of Lin Xingchen caused chaos in the entire association. Some people who were originally resting or immersed in their own research ran out one by one to see him.

After all, the youngest senior pharmacist in more than 600 years was worthy of their friendship. When Lin Xingchen asked to go to the association's library to read books, everyone gradually dispersed.

After all, there is a long way to go and there will be plenty of opportunities for contact. Lin Xingchen took Blake away. This trainee pharmacist who worked as a handyman in the association to earn a living was considered lucky in the eyes of some people.

"Master, this is our library. The information and books inside are very complete. If you need anything, I can help you find it."

"Blake, can you tell me why you are still an apprentice pharmacist? I'm confused. Someone as hardworking as you should have achieved something even if he is stupid." There were only five of them left, and Lin Xingchen liked this young man who was always busy running around.

"Master, you don't know that the reason I am still an apprentice is because I am not liked by some people in the association.

My teacher used to be a senior pharmacist. I studied with him and obtained the qualification of trainee pharmacist. However, due to some issues, my teacher had a conflict with some bigwigs in the association.

In the end, he died of depression, and I was implicated, so they didn't allow me to take the potion level assessment." Blake said this, and the young man burst into tears.

"Then why don't you break up with your teachers? That way they won't target you!" Lin Xingchen looked at him and felt a sense of admiration for his talent.

"No... Even if others say that my teacher is a lunatic, I still feel that since he is my teacher, even if he is really a lunatic, I will not change my respect for him.

Because he was still thinking about his most precious potion until his death, and the teacher also said that his research was true." Blake said with a little sadness.

"Genius and madness are often just a matter of one thought. Your teacher may just be unlucky, so he is called a madman! Blake, do you know what level you are now?"

"Well... probably around elementary level, because my teacher only taught me some elementary potion knowledge before he passed away. Although I have seen other potions, I have only tried the elementary potion." After thinking about it, Blake told his level honestly.

"Is that so? I didn't realize you were such a stubborn person. Is a dead person really that important compared to your future?"

"Although the teacher has passed away, he has never disappeared from my heart. It doesn't matter if I have no future. As long as I don't starve to death, I will be able to pass the registration test sooner or later."

"Have you ever thought about having a teacher?" Lin Xingchen looked at him with a smile.

"Master, you don't know that no one in the entire association dares to say a word to me, for fear that no one would dare to accept me as a disciple because I offended Pharmacist Tom!"

"Idiot... Others may not see it but I do! Are you a pig? What I said is so obvious, don't you understand?" Xia was so angry at Blake's slowness that she even learned the words that Lin Xingchen usually used to scold her.

"That's right... you're too stupid. Uncle should just not accept him as his disciple!" The little girl Ellie also followed suit.

"Master...are you really willing to accept me as your disciple?" Blake's expression was full of disbelief.

After all, I had only known a top-level master for less than a day and he wanted to accept me as his disciple. Compared with what I had experienced in the past five or six years, this situation seemed like a dream.

Lin Xingchen smiled and shook his head: "I won't accept you as my apprentice!"

Although there was some anger on Blake's disappointed face, he endured it after all as a man who had suffered a lot.

"But... I will accept you as my disciple, but you have to make it clear... there is a difference between a disciple and an apprentice!" Just when he was about to leave, Lin Xingchen spoke in time to keep him.

"Uncle! What's the difference between an apprentice and an apprentice?" Xia asked with some confusion.

"There's a huge gap! An apprentice can only learn some skills and knowledge that I am willing to teach him, but a disciple is different. He will inherit everything from me." Looking at Blake's shocked eyes, Lin Xingchen felt particularly happy in his heart.

It has been more than five months since he came to the Demon Realm, and today is the only day that makes him happy. Although Blake is not a very talented person, he is a very persistent person.

An apprentice can be smart because he can help his teacher spread his name, but to be a disciple who inherits his mantle, what is needed is character and persistence.

"Blake! Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and see the teacher!" Jia gently kicked Blake.

"Disciple Blake greets the teacher!" He said and bowed deeply.

“No... You should kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and you need to offer your apprenticeship gift. It doesn’t have to be expensive, but it must include these things.” Lin Xingchen shook his head and explained his own rules.

Without saying a word, Blake kowtowed three times to Lin Xingchen who was sitting on the chair. Then he took out three treasured black crystal coins from his pocket and presented them to him as a gift.

"Okay, okay...Although there is no tea ceremony, I have received your kindness. As a teacher, I also need to give you a gift as a greeting."

Lin Xingchen took out a book on basic pharmacy and handed it to Blake: "You may not recognize the words on it, but I will teach you slowly. This book is called Basic Pharmacy. The things in it are very precious. You need to keep them well."

"Thank you, teacher!" Before he could finish his words, a bamboo stick appeared in Lin Xingchen's hand and hit him on the head. It was the same stick that he usually used to hit the three girls.

"Call me Master. Remember, Master is like your father!"

"Disciple thanks Master..." All the grievances and resentment over the years burst out in an instant, and Blake lay on the ground and cried.

"Uncle! Are we disciples or apprentices?" Xia, who has always been shrewd, asked quickly.

"You guys! I'll consider you my disciples! After all, no one else can learn what you have learned!" After thinking about it, he passed on all the secret methods of blood refining to them, so they can barely be considered my disciples!

"Then what should we call Blake?" This is what the second girl cares about.

"Then you guys discuss it among yourselves! Whether to arrange them according to the order of apprenticeship or according to age, you guys can discuss it among yourselves." After saying that, he ignored the four people and went straight to look for the books he needed.

With the odds being 1 to 3, Blake had to become the fourth. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, there was nothing he could do as neither the front nor the back nor the strength was his advantage.