Then with a wave of his arm, a picture appeared in front of both of them.

In the picture, Mu Feng is refining the elixir.

Two flames, one red and one blue, are continuously gathering into the alchemy furnace.

The white-haired old man looked at Mu Feng and his eyes couldn't help but condense.

"It's a bit interesting that he is so young and possesses two divine fires."

The friend smiled and said, "This little guy is also a good prospect. He is actually refining the ten-star Tianhai Dragon Spirit Pill."

"Tian Hai Dragon Spirit Pill, this is probably the best pill among the ten-star pills for improving your cultivation."

The white-haired old man nodded and looked at Mu Feng in the picture, his eyes twinkling.

"But what you little one uses is your medicine garden."

The friend looked at the white-haired old man and couldn't help but smile.

These medicinal materials are not cheap!

The entire medicine garden is worth millions of spiritual crystals!

"It doesn't matter, my medicinal gardens are spread across several areas, so losing one medicinal garden is not a big deal.

But this guy didn’t pick my medicine garden for nothing.”

The white-haired old man suddenly smiled.

The friend next to him couldn't help but look surprised, "You don't want this little guy to participate in the Nine Regions Danby!"

The white-haired old man smiled, "Isn't it possible?

Those old guys have invited me so many times, I have to go once."

"Hey, stop talking nonsense. Those old guys just invited you because they saw that you didn't want to accept a disciple! But can a kid like this picked up at random really compare to the disciples of those old guys?"

The friend smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew how terrifying the alchemy skills of those old guys' apprentices were.

And if you want to participate in the Nine Realms Alchemy Competition, you must be a tenth-level alchemist at the very least.

Although this medicine-gathering boy possesses two divine fires and can refine the Tianhai Dragon Spirit Pill, it does not mean that he is already a tenth-level alchemist!

Looking at the doubts in his friend's heart, the white-haired old man couldn't help but smile, "Don't you believe my vision?"

The friend smiled and shook his head, "Although this little guy has some talent, whether he can answer you or not is still a question.

And even if you participate, you may not be able to gain face."

The white-haired old man smiled, "How about we make a bet?"

The friend was stunned, "What kind of bet?"

"Let's bet on this kid ranking high in the Nine Realm Dan Competition. Let's bet on being in the top five!"

The white-haired old man spoke with a smile, looking confident.

"Okay! I'll bet! If you lose, you have to give me the recipe!"

The corner of my friend's mouth raised. He had begged the white-haired old man for a long time, and this time he finally got a chance!
Chapter completed!