Chapter 2580

He knew what choice he should make, but if he did so, he would lose face. However, the intuition that appeared before made him hesitate.

He was an elder, a person with status in the Ninth Heaven Sun Moon Sect, but he didn't want to die. Even if he had a way to save his life, he was still afraid that if something happened, it would be a loss.

Qinchuan knew what Elder Jia was feeling right now. The sense of danger came from the baby dragon, but Qinchuan didn't let the baby dragon come out. He only let the baby dragon lock Elder Jia.

The baby dragon's strength and realm might be a little lower than Elder Jia's, but the baby dragon's strength couldn't be measured by realm. Not to mention that Elder Jia's realm was a little higher than the baby dragon, as long as he was in the wargod realm, he wouldn't be a match for the baby dragon even if he was a little higher.

Combat strength was the most important thing. Elder Jia was indeed a dragon among men since he could reach this realm. However, the baby dragon had the bloodline of the divine dragon, which was born with it. It was a truly terrifying existence.

Qinchuan had nothing to fear now. If Elder Jia really attacked, Qinchuan didn't mind teaching him a lesson. He could choose not to attack. Even if Elder Jia didn't die, he would be scared half to death. He definitely wouldn't find trouble with him.

"Greetings, Elder Jia!" Qinchuan said calmly.

"You are a good seedling. I can accept you as my disciple." Elder Jia looked at Qinchuan and said.

Qinchuan smiled and shook his head, "Thank you, Elder Jia, for your kindness, but I already have a master. He won't allow me to accept others as my master."

Qinchuan found an excuse. What a joke. Why would he accept someone like this as his master?

Elder Jia's face turned ugly when he was rejected. After all, there were many people watching. As an elder, he made an exception to promote a servant disciple to become an official disciple. He even accepted him as his disciple. This could be said to be a great favor.

The other party didn't appreciate it and rejected him directly. If this continued, he would become a joke.

He knew how much he wanted. The Soul Return Pill, but he felt that it was nothing. He and she were just taking what they wanted. She was a servant disciple, so she could only plant and refine medicine. Wait, refine medicine.

Elder Jia realized that he had been blinded by the Resurrection Elixir. A person who could refine the Resurrection Elixir must be an alchemist, and not an ordinary one at that.

Previously, he had only thought that the other party was a servant disciple and a very young one at that, so he didn't think too much about it. He thought that the Soul Return Pill he had wasn't refined by himself.

Now that he thought about it, he realized that he had overlooked a very important factor. Such a young alchemist could actually refine the Soul Returning Pill.

Blinded by greed, he had actually forgotten such an important consideration.

Such a young alchemist had so many secrets on him. If he made a move, would he be able to gain the upper hand? What kind of power did he have behind him?

Holy land for alchemists? Alchemist Guild?

Alchemists had always stood aloof from worldly affairs and saved people. Every powerful alchemist had unimaginable power. After all, they could save people's lives. This kind of kindness could not be repaid, and they would not hesitate to go through water and tread on fire.

Therefore, a powerful alchemist didn't need to speak. Once there was a problem, many people would take the initiative to help. This was just so that the alchemist could owe a favor, and if there was danger in the future, they might be able to survive.

To make a move or not to make a move?

Elder Jia's heart was in an intense struggle, but his rationality told him to bear with it.

Bear with it. It was a knife in his heart, and it was difficult to bear with it. That feeling was really unpleasant. If he didn't bear with it, he could be happy for a moment, but what would happen next was unpredictable.

To bear with it or not?

"Elder Jia, may I know why you are looking for me? If there is nothing else, I will go back. "

Qinchuan naturally saw Elder Jia's struggle.

Elder Jia looked at Qinchuan. He really wanted to see something. For example, Qinchuan was bluffing, or if everything was fake, and he could break it with one punch.

However, he was afraid that he couldn't. Once he made a move, there was no turning back.

Because the dangerous aura of that existence was still there.

Sigh!

In the end, Elder Jia sighed slightly, "I have high hopes for you, and I want to take you in as a disciple. This will always be valid. You can go back. Whenever you have made up your mind, you can look for me."

Elder Jia's words could be considered as giving himself a way out.

He said it because he was magnanimous and loved talents. He wasn't plotting anything against Qinchuan, nor was he after the Soul Returning Pill. If this went on, it would seem like Qinchuan didn't know what was good for him.

Qinchuan looked at Elder Jia. As expected, Jiang Huan was experienced. His words could at least ease the irreconcilable situation.

Take a step back, and you can see the world. Perhaps this was what Boulder meant.

Taking a step back wasn't about backing down or giving in. Instead, it was about having more options, allowing him to take the initiative instead of being passive.

In the end, there was no conflict. Qinchuan left, and this matter seemed to have come to an end. Many people didn't understand, but those with discerning eyes could see that Elder Jia was afraid.

Of course, some people didn't understand what kind of person Elder Jia was. They felt that Elder Jia loved talents. After all, Qinchuan was indeed outstanding. After all, he could concoct the Soul Returning Pill, and he was able to scare away a wargod like Xi Yang.

He was definitely a genius among geniuses. It was understandable that he loved talents.

Qinchuan's life returned to normal. The following days were unusually peaceful. His daily routine was very routine. Other than going to Consort Qian, there was almost no other activity.

Just like that, two months passed unknowingly.

Early this morning, Qinchuan faced the morning sun and slowly exercised. His silhouette appeared sacred and solemn under the morning sun. His slow movements gave off an indescribable sense of smoothness and coordination.

Crack!

A subtle sound was emitted from his body. This sound was only audible to Qinchuan.

This was only the first sound. Every few seconds, there would be another cracking sound.

As time passed, this sound seemed to become more and more frequent. It was as dense as raindrops.

Inside, there were raging waves beating against the shore. However, on the surface, Qinchuan didn't have any ripples. He was as calm as the surface of the water. His movements didn't slow down at all.

One hour!

This lasted for one hour. At first, Qinchuan was sweating a little, but later, he was sweating profusely. His entire body was drenched, as if he was soaked in water.

Phew!

He slowly exhaled. A snow-white breath of air lingered for a long time.

Qinchuan's face was slightly pale. He slowly opened his eyes. His gentle gaze was clear and natural, carrying a faint smile.

Success!

Qinchuan was very happy at this moment. He finally succeeded. He could try to break through to the wargod realm.

He was very happy and excited. However, this excitement was different from the excitement in the past. In the past, he was too excited and his heart wasn't calm. It wasn't the best time to break through.

However, right now, Qinchuan was still a little excited. However, this excitement couldn't affect Qinchuan. Moreover, Qinchuan's current state of mind was perfect. Not only would the success rate of breaking through to the wargod realm be high, the wargod star level would also be higher.

The wargod realm was divided into ten stars and thirteen levels!

Qinchuan felt that even if he couldn't reach ten stars, he wouldn't be lower than eight stars.