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Yang Linglong's eyes were solemn. Just how many secrets did this white-clothed youth in front of her have?

A grandmaster in fist arts and a grandmaster in sword arts? At the moment, it looked like it was just the tip of the iceberg.

When the revered Elder Huang heard this, he hurriedly said, "Master, your pill refining skills are unfathomable. The so called 'master' is precisely this reason. Calling you 'master' is really shameful."

"Master, I am willing to give up all my status to be your disciple."

After saying that, Elder Huang kowtowed, showing no intention to get up.

This old fogey was really pushing the palace. Ling Hao was also unwilling to let this matter get bigger and bigger.

"Get up! I'll take you in. " After Ling Hao finished speaking, Elder Huang felt his entire body grow warm as a surge of energy caused him to stand up.

His eyes shone with excitement. "Master, your disciple will be forever grateful." As he spoke, he was about to kneel down again. This scene caused everyone to be stunned.

Ling Hao's brows slightly creased as he shouted: "If you continue to kneel then get the hell out! What I want is a disciple, not a knee-less slave!"

Elder Huang gave an awkward smile and hurriedly nodded his head.

"You can leave first. Come look for me at my place tomorrow."

Ling Hao said to Elder Huang, and then Elder Huang slowly left after bowing.

"Unbelievable! "Heavens, Brother Li, do you think I'm hallucinating? Elder Huang is such a noble person …"

"No, it's not an illusion. It's a fact."

The youth that was standing nearby whispered.

Yang Wuyuan had a complicated gaze, this little fellow today continuously gave him pleasant surprises, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Ling Changfeng, who sat down, had a proud look on his face. This was his son.

A whole day passed, and everyone knew that there was a white-clothed youth called Ling Hao who stood on the stage, causing the students below the stage to feel fear but not dare to ascend the stage!

He crippled Young Master Wang, defeated Li Mingxue, and even killed Chen Yu! Although he was stopped by his father, everyone understood that he, Ling Hao, was a friend of the clan's second young miss.

The next morning, there was a bustle of people with gifts in their hands, talking and laughing merrily.

Most of the students walking towards Ling Hao's home were from the White Hood bloodline, and there were even some teachers who sat down.

"Hao'er, what should we do with the people outside?" Ling ZhangFeng frowned. With over a hundred people, his small courtyard would not be able to accommodate them.

Hearing this, Ling Hao smiled: "Dad, these people saw that your son's cultivation speed is surprisingly fast, and I'm also close with Linglong, so they predicted that I would have a bright future. They are paving the way; if you don't accept the gift, they will instead hate us."

Poor in the busy city no one asked, rich in the mountains have distant relatives.

If you don't believe me, just look at the wine in the cup.

In his previous life, Emperor Taihao knew all about the matters of cultivation, to the point where he was able to see through everything in the human heart.

There were many elixirs and elixirs sent over, spirit herbs and herbs on the tables in the main hall. Ling ZhangFeng's hands were numb from the gifts he received.

Only after the greetings were over did the students leave in satisfaction. They hoped that Ling Hao would become even stronger one day, and the reward for today's celebration would be many times greater.

Then, Elder Huang came.

Behind him stood two disciples, carrying a cauldron.

When he got closer, Elder Huang took out a gourd from his waist and placed it in front of his chest. "Master, this is a top-grade Origin Accumulating Pill refined by my disciple. It is useful for the cultivation of Qi Condensation."

"Also, disciple, send me a pill furnace."

Elder Huang's expression was haggard and his eyes were bloodshot. The reason he had not slept since yesterday was because he wanted to personally refine a top grade Origin Gathering Pill.

Ling Hao was slightly stunned. As a Tier 4 alchemist, how could there not be these things in the pharmacy? After thinking for a moment, he said, "Thanks."

He took the gourd, turned around, and had the two disciples place the furnace in the room. He sighed in his heart, with the Qi Condensation Powder, why would they need Origin Gathering Pills? However, this disciple had done his best. If he didn't accept him, it was as if he looked down on him.

Elder Huang was also amazed at Ling Hao's knowledge; it was practically as profound as the sea. Such a character had acknowledged him as his master, and Elder Huang only felt smoke rising from the grave.

As the two of them were discussing the Dao of alchemy in the room, they suddenly heard a voice.

"Brother Hao …"

She was Li Mingxue.