Amongst Cultivators, I Stand Above All

"She does have a fire spirit root, but its attribute is very low. It's only 71," Liang Yan replied respectfully.

Hearing this, Master Lingxu's furrowed brows relaxed. "There's hope. 71 might not be good at cultivation, but she has no problem in alchemy."

As the master and disciple were talking, the restriction of the cave abode was triggered. Master Lingxu made a hand seal, and a voice transmission talisman entered.

Master Yijian said, "Lingxu, long time no see. How are you?"

"Oh?" Master Lingxu frowned again. "Why is Master Yijian here all of a sudden?"

Daoist Yijian was an elder of the Sword Sect. He was not in the sect usually. If he was not fighting, he would be on the way to another fight.

Four years ago, when he returned to the sect, he suddenly announced that he was going into seclusion.

Everyone thought that he had encountered some fortuitous encounter outside and was preparing to break through in seclusion. They did not expect that there had been no movement until now.

Liang Yan said, "Don't tell me he's going to ask you to help refine pills?"

Master Lingxu shook his head, thinking that it was unlikely.

Yijian's Dao was the Dao of killing. According to his previous style, he had always been looking for a breakthrough in battle. Other than the Spirit Restore Pill, he had never taken any other medicinal pills.

"Forget it, we'll know when we come in and ask," Ling Xu said.

He casually touched the restriction and personally went out to welcome him.

"Daoist Yijian has come out of seclusion? Have you already made a breakthrough?" He stroked his beard and asked.

One of them looked like a middle-aged man carrying a thick broadsword. His strong arms seemed to be full of strength, and he should have some achievements in physical cultivation.

Hearing Master Lingxu's words, Yijian shook his head and said, "I haven't broken through yet, probably because the time isn't right yet."

Master Yijian's expression was calm, as if he did not care much about this matter. From this, one could see how firm his state of mind was.

Just as Lingxu was about to ask why he had come, Yijian spoke first, "Lingxu, I heard that you're going to take in a closed-door disciple?"

Hearing his words, Lingxu was even more confused. It was true that he had taken in a disciple, but what did it have to do with him? He's already so old, it's impossible for him to come and be my disciple, right?

Even so, it was impossible for Lingxu to accept her. She didn't even have a fire spiritual root, and only had a metal spiritual root. It was useless even if her root was ridiculously high!

"It's like this," Lingxu admitted with a frown.

Yijian paid attention to Lingxu's expression and asked, "Master Lingxu, we have a disciple in the Sword Sect who has a fire spirit root, with root value close to 100. How about letting him be your last disciple?"

When Lingxu heard about the fire spirit root of almost 100, a trace of doubt appeared on his face. "You're willing to let such a genius join my Alchemy Sect?"

They were not children. If he did not have some secret plan, he would have hidden such a genius.

Yijian also knew that Lingxu was not easy to fool. He sighed lightly, "To be honest, we're only interested in the Marrow-cleansing Gold in your hands. Moreover, that girl Chi Yan has some interest in alchemy. Once she cleanses her spirit root, she'll be able to reach the heavenly spirit root. At that time, whether it's alchemy or sword practice, she'll be able to get twice the result with half the effort."

He naturally could not bear to send such a genius into the hands of others, but this was Chi Yan's own choice, and he could only respect it.

More importantly, sword cultivators were especially poor, unlike the alchemy master, who was overflowing with wealth. They did not have anything else to that they could offer.

When Lingxu heard what he said, he instantly laughed out loud. With his hands behind his back, he said, "What a good plan. Isn't this like getting something for nothing?"

Yijian laughed awkwardly. "You can't say that. Didn't I give you a genius disciple with a heavenly spirit root?"

Ling Xu flicked his sleeves and turned around. "No way."

To an alchemist, even though aptitude was important, comprehension was even more important.

Yijian saw that Lingxu's attitude was firm and could only reluctantly part with his treasure, "A few years ago, I tamed a fire spirit outside. If you can take Chi Yan in, I'll give you this fire spirit."

The fire spirit was a spirit pet that all alchemists dreamed of. The fire spirit was born from the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, and it was a life form with spiritual intelligence. No one knew fire better than the fire spirit.

With a fire spirit, it would be much easier to concoct pills and increase the success rate. Even the pills would be a grade higher than the real standard.

However, fire spirits born from the heaven and earth were extremely rare. It might only appear once every tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years. There were so many people capturing fire spirits now, and being able to capture even one was a gift from the heavens.

If it was not for the opportunity to get Lingxu to take Chi Yan as a subordinate, he would have sold the fire spirit.

However, Lingxu was already a few hundred years old and already had his own fire spirit.

Ling Xu said, "An alchemist can only have one fire spirit. I already have one. What's the use of it?"

In his heart, he was thinking about that girl called Dong Xi. This girl's comprehension was so high that she was more suitable for alchemy and was also more suitable to be his last disciple. Perhaps she could even bring his line to greater heights.