"President Kong Ming is overly praised." Leng Mei waved her hand gently and said modestly.
"I wonder if my little friend is interested in staying in the Alchemist Guild? Such a talent is really rare!" Kong Ming put the elixir in his hand back into the jade bottle, and exchanged it for the jade bottle under the fiery eyes.
Leng Mei.
Leng Mei, who originally only wanted to take the exam to obtain the alchemist's level certificate, had never thought about staying here, but she couldn't refuse outright in public, so she just smiled and said nothing.
Seeing that Leng Mei was silent, Kong Ming did not force it, nor did he say more. Instead, he changed the topic to the medicine refining technique that Leng Mei had just used.
"I wonder if the method of refining the elixir that little friend Leng Mei just used came from the disciples of some alchemy master?" Kong Ming asked.
Although Kong Ming, a ninth-grade alchemist, is already the highest-level alchemist, it is impossible not to be curious about the alchemy technique that has been lost for tens of thousands of years.
For an alchemist, mastering advanced alchemy techniques is like a practitioner practicing very powerful exercises and fighting skills. In a battle of the same level, a practitioner who masters more powerful exercises will have greater power.
The advantages;
Similarly, among alchemists of the same level, those who have mastered the more exquisite art of refining medicine mean that the elixirs they refine will far surpass their opponents of the same level in terms of quality and efficacy.
This temptation does not only exist among low-level alchemists, it is true for all alchemists, and it is also true for those who have extremely high achievements.
Ever since Kong Ming arrived, he had shown extreme surprise and appreciation for Leng Mei's performance. This scene was like a thorn in Ruo Ling's eyes, pricking Ruo Ling's heart all the time.
Remembering that she had just been ridiculed by a little girl because of Leng Mei, she felt that her dignity had been trampled on because of Leng Mei.
Ruoling's hands were clenched tightly into fists, her joints were pale, and her eyes looking at Leng Mei were also very gloomy.
Hearing Kong Ming's question, Leng Mei couldn't help but be stunned and didn't know how to answer for a while.
In fact, the medicine refining techniques he mastered were all taught to him by Leng Qiuzhi in the ring. Logically speaking, his master should be Leng Qiuzhi.
What Leng Mei was struggling with was whether she should tell her about this matter, but she herself didn't know Leng Qiuzhi's identity.
Every time he was asked about this topic, Leng Qiuzhi would always cleverly lead the topic elsewhere, making it difficult for Leng Mei to ask more questions.
She always believed that everyone had their own secrets. She didn't want to tell the secrets, and she couldn't ask others to know everything about them.
"Should I tell them that I don't even know the identity of my master?" Leng Mei thought to herself, who would believe it?
At this moment, Leng Mei inadvertently raised her head and saw Ruoling looking at her with a very gloomy look, and she felt very unhappy in her heart.
However, Leng Mei didn't intend to argue with her. She glared at Ruoling and then sneered at her.
"Humph, I dare not say it? Could it be that a blind cat encountered a dead mouse? Maybe he refined the elixir by accident. Otherwise, the master is just an unknown person. He just let
You just said who your master is, there is nothing to hesitate about, unless you have something wrong in your heart." Ruoling pretended to be calm, but every word she spoke forced Leng Mei to the corner.
