One of the top ten powerhouses in the Jia Ma Empire, ranked third, a Dou Emperor powerhouse, and a Sixth-Rank Alchemist.
Xiao Li was somewhat stunned. This was a big shot! Although the term "Sixth-Rank Alchemist" had a derogatory nickname, that was the Venerable Yao's opinion. In the Jia Ma Empire, and even the Northwest Continent, Sixth-Rank Alchemists were always honored guests.
(Original text: Venerable Yao said: "A Sixth-Rank Alchemist is nothing but a fart in my eyes.")
"Great Master Wang, President Wang, this junior was a bit impolite."
Xiao Li immediately bowed to Wang Ming. After all, he was just a small fry. Although he had some talent and his Family had some background, he could not be impolite in front of a Dou Emperor, let alone a Sixth-Rank Alchemist.
The other party only needed one sentence to wipe out the Xiao Family. Xiao Li was still thinking of just lying flat after Xiao Yan came out.
Cultivate? Impossible to Cultivate. It would be impossible to Cultivate in this lifetime. He would just wait for the Dou Emperor Bloodline to revive and soar all the way to Dou Saint, just to maintain his life.
Of course, this was just Xiao Li's self-deprecating thought. The Xiao Family would face many disasters in the future, and he wanted to minimize the deaths of his clansmen.
Xiao Li had been raised by the Xiao Family for nine years. Ever since his talent was revealed, the Xiao Family had spared no effort in cultivating him. He was not an animal who didn't know how to repay kindness. The Xiao Family was his current home! He had to protect this home!
Wang Ming coughed: "Ahem, don't scare the little fellow. Perhaps my way of expressing myself was not good just now. The little fellow's name is Xiao Li, right? Just call me Elder Wang. I don't really like 'President Wang' or anything like that."
"Okay, Elder Wang, how do you plan to examine my body?" Xiao Li asked.
Wang Ming chuckled and said, "Hehe, come closer to me and let me place my hand on your head."
Xiao Li walked straight to Wang Ming, looking at him with anticipation.
He had some idea of what Wang Ming wanted to do. Perhaps he was checking if he had the talent of an Alchemist. As a Transmigrator, a powerful Soul was inevitable.
Xiao Li could speak at one year old and was literate and reading books at two years old. These were all benefits of a powerful Soul.
An Alchemist not only needed a powerful Soul but also had requirements for attributes. First, one's own attribute must be fire, and second, within the fire body, there must also be a trace of wood Qi to serve as a catalyst for alchemy!
Xiao Li knew he had fire attribute Dou Qi, but he didn't know if he had that wisp of wood Qi.
Alchemists were the most popular and wealthiest profession on the Fighting Qi Continent. As long as one became an Alchemist, they would either become immensely rich and famous or become brothers in the Hall of Souls.
Wang Ming extended a hand and placed it on Xiao Li's head, then closed his eyes.
Soon, Wang Ming's eyes opened, revealing a look of joy and madness.
"Hahahahaha, heaven has eyes!" Wang Ming laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.
Xiao Ting, the Dou Spirit Elders, and even Xiao Li were all startled by Elder Wang's action.
"Hahahaha, I lost my composure, I lost my composure. I'm just too happy." Wang Ming was very emotional at this moment, and his eyes were filled with fervent excitement as he looked at Xiao Li.
"Little fellow, do you want to become an Alchemist? You have a naturally strong Soul perception, and your fire attribute Dou Qi contains a trace of wood Qi. You are an excellent candidate to become an Alchemist.
How about it? If you want to become an Alchemist, then acknowledge me as your Master."
As soon as Wang Ming spoke, the expressions on Xiao Ting's and the Elders' faces could no longer be described with words. Excitement, shock, idiotic smiles—it felt as if several old men had lost their minds.
Xiao Li was also quite excited, his mouth splitting open like a lotus flower. Even if his inner self was mature, he would still feel elated after getting what he wished for.
"Disciple Xiao Li, greets Master."
Xiao Li respectfully performed the Master-acknowledgment ceremony to Wang Ming. No other reason, this was a big leg to latch onto.
Don't think that a Sixth-Rank Alchemist is not high-ranking, or even has the nickname of "fart." But remember, not everyone can speak like Venerable Yao. Venerable Yao is a Dou Venerable at the Peak, possibly even a Nine-Revolving Dou Venerable at the Peak, and an Eight-Rank Alchemist at the Peak.
If people from an ordinary Dou King Family can cling to the leg of a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, you should be secretly happy. What more could you want when you have a Sixth-Rank Alchemist personally teaching you alchemy!
"Good, good, good. My legacy can now be passed down. Old Xiao, prepare a room for me. I will stay for a few days to instruct my newly accepted Disciple."
Wang Ming held Xiao Li's hand and instructed Xiao Ting.
"Yes, I guarantee Elder Wang will be satisfied," Xiao Ting replied, cupping his hands.
Wang Ming smiled and said, "Lier, walk with me and show me around your Xiao Family."
"Okay, Master."
The two figures, one old and one young, walked away.
The Grand Elder was somewhat dazed: "Hiss—am I not dreaming? Lier acknowledged President Wang as his Master? Second Elder, pinch me. Am I dreaming?"
Slap—
The Second Elder directly slapped the Grand Elder, and the sound was quite loud. The Grand Elder's face turned red.
"What the f*ck! You hit my face! Are you looking for death?!" The Grand Elder was stunned by the hit, and upon regaining his senses, he immediately grabbed the Second Elder by the neck.
"Didn't you tell me to do it?"
"I told you to pinch me, not slap me."
"Hahahahahaha! Alright, alright, this is real! Our Xiao Family's rise is just around the corner! In the future, the Xiao Family will have a Dou Emperor plus a Sixth-Rank Alchemist! Hahahahaha, I can't even imagine it!"
"Indeed, indeed."
..."Lier, tell me, what do you think is the process of alchemy?"
Wang Ming stroked his beard and smiled.
Xiao Li was a little puzzled: "The process of alchemy? Do you mean the process of refining medicinal ingredients into Elixirs, or is there some significance in the refining process?"
Wang Ming was increasingly satisfied with Xiao Li. He had asked this question to many people; they either stammered or spoke a lot of nonsense. But in reality, the process of alchemy is the process of purifying medicinal ingredients into Elixirs.
However, Wang Ming was very curious about Xiao Li's thoughts on the significance of the refining in between.
Wang Ming kindly said, "Then, little fellow, do you think there is any significance in the process of alchemy?"
Xiao Li fell into contemplation. The scope of "significance" was quite broad.
Xiao Li said somewhat awkwardly, "Master, this Disciple cannot say."
Wang Ming shook his head and patted Xiao Li's head: "It's fine, just speak what's in your heart."
Xiao Li nodded: "I think the significance of alchemy depends on the individual. Some people focus on the power, fame, and status that alchemy can bring them, while others simply love alchemy.
We won't talk about those who pursue fame and fortune. The latter, who love alchemy, treat the process of alchemy as a kind of enjoyment. They don't pursue the outcome of alchemy but rather enjoy the process."
Wang Ming nodded in satisfaction: "Hehe, teach-able child, teach-able child. Lier, this Master enjoys the process of alchemy. Just as you said, this Master enjoys the fun in the process of alchemy."
...On the other side of the Gama Imperial Capital, on a majestic mountain range only a dozen li away from the Imperial Capital, this mountain was also known as Yun Lan Mountain due to the name of the Cloud Mist Sect.
Yun Lan Mountain was steep, with three sides facing cliffs and only one path leading to the Peak, making it a dangerous place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, the entire mountain was patrolled by Cloud Mist Sect Disciples, making the entire mountain range a small fortress.
Today, Yun Shan, the Sect Master of the Cloud Mist Sect, brought a little girl back to the Sect from outside.
"Sect Master, who is this?" The Elders in the Sect Master's main hall looked at the timid little girl behind Yun Shan, quite puzzled.
"Elders, this child has a fated connection with me. I have accepted her as my Disciple and named her Yun Yun. She will be the next Sect Master of our Cloud Mist Sect.
Come, Yun'er, greet the Elders."
The little girl named Yun Yun was a bit scared, but she still bravely said in a low voice, "Greetings, Elders."