Having three Fake Sword Veins is already enough to advance to the Advanced Sword Master Realm.
In the case of only having Fake Sword Veins inside the body, the Advanced Sword Master Realm is already the limit. It is absolutely impossible to ascend to the Great Sword Master Realm.
After all, Fake Sword Veins are artificially created and fundamentally different from natural sword meridians.
It’s like one is original, and the other is a counterfeit. The quality of the latter definitely falls short by a lot.
Having acquired three Fake Sword Veins, yet he still wants to create more, what exactly does he intend to do?
The gaze of several senior brothers and sisters also all converged onto Chu Feng’s face.
"If possible, I would like to add six more! And the sooner, the better!" That was all Chu Feng could reveal.
As for what he intends to do with nine Fake Sword Veins? That can only be understood and cannot be conveyed verbally.
"Could it be, could it be that you want to..." Elder Shoumei’s body trembled violently, looking at Chu Feng in disbelief. He who has lived for over a thousand years, surely knows Chu Feng’s background very clearly.
Knowing Chu Feng’s past.
With Elder Shoumei’s experience and wisdom, he probably has already guessed Chu Feng’s true intent.
"One can’t always remain idle for a lifetime, having put in effort, worked hard, and struggled, then there will be no regrets!" Chu Feng’s expression was resolutely determined, his gaze profound.
The other senior brothers and sisters couldn’t understand, but Elder Shoumei already got the answer he was looking for. He affirmed his own guess.
After a good half minute, Elder Shoumei finally took a deep breath "Very well, very well! Since you and I have become master and disciple, whatever your intentions are, just go for it. Your master may not be able to help much, but I will definitely be your strongest support."
"In this life, Elder Shoumei, to have accepted such an outstanding disciple like you, it’s not only my honor but also my blessing!"
Elder Shoumei’s high praise for Chu Feng shocked the other senior brothers and sisters, leaving them completely bewildered.
Senior brother Chen Daoqi, whose wisdom should be high, showed a contemplative look on his face.
Fourth Senior Sister innocently scratched her head and asked, "Master, junior brother, what kind of riddle are you guys playing at? It’s so mysterious, even more difficult to understand than the old monk’s Zen maxims."
Second Senior Brother Liu Dazhuang and Third Senior Brother Luo Mi were also looking forward to unraveling the mystery.
Who knew Elder Shoumei would glare sharply and sternly said, "If you don’t understand, then don’t ask too much. Just know that your junior brother desperately needs your help now. The best main ingredient for making Fake Meridian Pills is the Ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Sword Grass."
"However, it is very expensive! Chu Feng still lacks six plants, and if you add the other supporting elixirs, the amount of Silver he needs will be astronomical."
The senior brothers and sisters immediately dared not ask further.
They also faintly guessed that there must be unspeakable difficulties for Chu Feng.
"I have just saved up over sixty thousand Merits, junior brother, wait here for a moment, I am going to exchange for a Ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Sword Grass for you." Chen Daoqi was the first to stand up and declare his position.
Being just an ordinary disciple, earning sixty thousand Merits, excluding the routine Cultivation needs, this is likely his lifetime accumulation of Merits.
"Wait for me, let’s go together!"
A few senior brothers and sisters quickly left the Advanced Alchemy Room. Chu Feng didn’t even have time to stop them.
Seeing their determined expressions, it seems that even if Chu Feng wanted to refuse their help, they would not agree.
It wasn’t long before the senior brothers and sisters returned.
They each carried a Ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Sword Grass in their hands.
"Little Junior Brother, here you go!" Chen Daoqi forcefully pushed the Ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Sword Grass he just exchanged into Chu Feng’s hands.
"This is a token of my appreciation. However, I can’t make the Fake Meridian Pill, in case I mess it up, it would be a waste of such an expensive main ingredient." Qin Ke’er also gave Chu Feng a stalk of Ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Sword Grass.
"This one’s for you!" Second Senior Brother Liu Dazhuang threw it directly to Chu Feng. It was as if he was throwing a cabbage, not the pricey Ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Sword Grass.
Third Senior Brother was even more amusing, just stuffing it into Chu Feng’s hand without saying anything.
"How, how can I accept this... Thank you, my senior brothers and sisters, for your help." Chu Feng, an old freak who had lived for thousands of years, was now moved to tears by his senior brothers and sisters, his voice choked with emotion.
He was not heartless, but had already seen through the coldness of the world and human relationships.
The senior brothers and sisters made him deeply feel the selfless care. This kind of care had only been provided by his real family members - his eldest brother, second sister, and sister-in-law, because they were Chu Feng’s relatives.
Yet these senior brothers and sisters, who had just met him, extended such earnest help. How could he not be moved?
"I have to go back to the alchemy room, so I won’t stay any longer! Master, your disciple bids farewell!" Chen Daoqi bowed to Elder Shoumei, then nodded to Chu Feng and quickly left.
It was clear that he was really busy.
"We’re leaving too, Little Junior Brother! When you have time, come and chat or play with us!" Qin Ke’er and Liu Dazhuang also left one after another.
As Chu Feng watched his senior brothers and sisters leave, he felt the four stalks of Ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Sword Grass in his hands weigh as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"Chu Feng, each of your senior brothers and sisters has had it tough. This time they almost emptied their resources to help you, remember not to take this lightly," Elder Shoumei observed everything but didn’t intervene or say much.
Only after the four disciples left did he earnestly teach Chu Feng that one must not forget their roots and must know gratitude.
"Disciple understands!" Chu Feng nodded vigorously, even though it was just their first meeting, but he already regarded these four senior brothers and sisters as his closest people.
As for repaying the kindness, in the future, he would surely give them a surprise.
Because the one they helped is the most renowned Eternal Life Pill Master in Dan State. They just didn’t know it themselves.
It’s like a beggar on the street who helped an old man by the roadside. Little did they know, the old man was the chairman of a major corporation. The beggar’s fate would change because of their act of kindness.
The same goes for Chen Daoqi and the others.
Their fates, having intersected with Chu Feng, will soon undergo enormous transformations.
"The Fake Meridian Pills you used before, did you make them yourself?" Elder Shoumei stared at Chu Feng and asked.
"Yes!" Chu Feng didn’t hide it this time.
He couldn’t hide it anyway because everything he did in the Alchemy Field was hard to conceal from Elder Shoumei’s perception.
"Boy, it seems you still have many things hidden from your master! But don’t worry, I won’t pry further, everyone has their secrets. Since you can make the Fake Meridian Pill yourself, and the success rate is as high as a hundred percent, there’s no need for me to worry unnecessarily," said Elder Shoumei.
Even if Elder Shoumei personally assisted in making the Fake Meridian Pill, the success rate would only be around sixty percent.
He believed Chu Feng’s high success rate was due to the help of the Abnormal Fire.
However, just the Abnormal Fire alone wouldn’t achieve a hundred percent success rate.
Of course, this also provided the best cover for Chu Feng.