Song Tingwan is someone who hates trouble.
Teaching apprentices, huh?
Her apprentice was also very talented, but he had given her a lot of trouble when he was in the outer sect.
Song Siyao looked at the child on the stage, "Take him back to the Sword Inquiry Sect first, and then keep him with you when your older sister is done with her work?"
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan covered her mouth with her sleeve and said, "Who knows when we will be able to find all the fragments? Will it be a year or two, or a decade or a century?"
Is this child destined to be left to languish, wasting his talent?
That's such a pity.
Song Siyao nodded with some doubt.
It's a pity we won't get to see Baili jumping up and down in jealousy.
Song Siyao's expression was so obvious that Song Tingwan couldn't help but shake her head. "Did Xiao Hei offend you recently?"
Why are you gloating?
Song Siyao shrugged. "No."
She thought that if her older sister took on a new apprentice, Baili wouldn't be so immersed in sadness.
As the two sisters chatted and laughed, a faint fragrance wafted over.
The conversation abruptly stopped.
Then the fragrance grew stronger and stronger.
As the demonic energy flowed into the child's increasingly pale face, a ball of dark, magical plant energy was rolled into a ball using the bowl, and the ball of dark energy suddenly flew up slowly.
Then, it fell again.
When it fell into the child's broken bowl, the round, pitted pills piled up.
"This...this can actually be made into a pill?"
The alchemists below the stage rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
"The fragrance of the elixir is already wafting out..."
"The Demon Clan is about to produce a genius in alchemy."
A murmur of discussion immediately arose.
The child's face turned pale. His cultivation level was also low. He had used his innate ability to accelerate the growth of the demonic plant and then immediately began refining pills, so naturally he couldn't withstand it.
Just as his frail body swayed, a black mist appeared above his head, and after it fell, the child's pale face immediately turned rosy.
He looked up in confusion, "What is this...?"
Liu Muyu was overjoyed and ran up from below the stage to pick him up, saying, "It's Sister Song's Elixir Mist that's helping you recover your demonic energy."
"Child! There is hope for our demon race's alchemy! No matter who your master is in the future, all the demon realm's alchemical resources will be poured into you."
He can make the decision!
Even if the Demon Lord were here, he would do the same.
The child was lifted up and spun around. Looking at the burning gazes of the crowd below the stage, he was so nervous that he couldn't even speak.
"Me? Me?"
Everything today feels like a dream.
He was terrified that in the blink of an eye he would be back to the days when he was a slave two years ago.
Yes! It's you!
"Come, Sister Song, let our Pillow Goddess give this child a name!"
Liu Muyu tossed him into the air, and after the child let out a scream, he happily pulled him into his arms and handed him to Song Tingwan.
Song Tingwan pushed his hand away helplessly, "This is a child, not your toy. You'll scare your little genius from the demon race."
In such a difficult environment, one could master alchemy after attending just one lesson.
He figured out that he could make multiple pills from one furnace.
What name should we give this child?
"Jiang Ji".
"From now on, how about you call me Jiang Ji?"
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