Alchemy Master

A wandering Supreme Expert, however little he concerned himself with fame and fortune in ordinary times, could hardly be expected to want his lifetime of extraordinary arts to vanish from the world along with him.

A Supreme Expert accepting Disciples…

Even the most supremely gifted geniuses from the very Top Races would, one suspected, find themselves unable to resist coming to try their luck.

“Miss Mei Ler, if this Lord Mo Sheng is seriously recruiting Disciples, why did you choose to enter the Elf Race’s territory then?” Qin Yichen asked with genuine curiosity.

A Supreme Expert as a Master, even one close to the end of his lifespan, would represent a temptation of simply astronomical proportions for the Charming Fox Race. Should any one of them earn the right to become his Disciple, it would be a piece of news worthy of a great celebration for the entire Charming Fox Race.

Even after Mo Sheng reached the end of his natural lifespan and departed from the world, that connection alone would be enough to make many people hesitant to cross the Charming Fox Race.

After all, a Supreme Expert’s casual parting gifts, even the smallest of preparations he might leave behind, were not things a First Tier Force could simply covet at will.

And moreover, once the individual who had inherited a Supreme Expert’s legacy grew to their full potential, they would in time become an independently formidable power unto themselves.

For the Charming Fox Race, which had spent so long living at the mercy of others, this was a temptation that ought to have been irresistible.

“I’m afraid the honoured Sir is unaware… our Race simply has no one capable of meeting Lord Mo Sheng’s requirements for accepting a Disciple.” Mei Ler’s expression went through a brief and rather uncomfortable series of changes.

Though Mo Sheng had placed no restriction on Race, and had not even outright refused a Race as unsavoury as the Blood Beastmen Race, his stipulations were clear enough: one’s cultivation history must not exceed one hundred years, and one must have reached Martial Ancestor Realm or above. Only those meeting both conditions would be permitted to participate.

From this, it was clear that Mo Sheng truly harboured no particular preference in matters of Race. So long as one could pass his trials, one could become his Disciple.

Qin Yichen gave a small nod. It seemed the Charming Fox Race’s circumstances were even more difficult than he had anticipated.

Still, if Mei Ler was willing to help him take his first steps in building a commercial enterprise, he would not object to doing what lay within his capabilities to assist the Charming Fox Race.

The Human Race, if it wished to expand beyond its current territory, needed not only formidable strength, but substantial financial resources to sustain such an endeavour.

Mei Ler, though her conduct within the Elf Race’s territory had shown she was a skilled calculative opportunist. She also had demonstrated a distinctly sharp eye for being able to grasp commercial opportunities. Had she lacked any of these one aspects, she would never have become the first member of the Charming Fox Race to secure an embassy qualification within the Elf Forest.

While Qin Yichen turned over in his mind the question of how best to draw Mei Ler into his camp, a region radiating a peculiar and unusual colour gradually came into view before him.

All around him, great surges of people and figures streaked past in every direction. After another hour or more of this, once a succession of enormous mountain ranges had been left behind, a roaring wave of noise and clamour burst upward and spread through the entire expanse of sky and earth.

Hearing that clamour, Qin Yichen raised his head slowly, and there, at the very edge of his vision, like an enormous ancient beast lying in rest, an immense city of seemingly limitless scale came into view.

In the skies encircling that city, Humanoid figures swarmed in and out like locusts from every direction, and that surging tide of noise rolled outward from within, enveloping this entire stretch of Heaven and earth.

“That is Myriad Beasts City…” Mei Ler pointed to that great city, a complex expression settling across her brows.

In ordinary times, members of the Charming Fox Race who appeared in such a place were, more often than not, concubines who had been taken into some powerful expert’s household…