Fu Nansi knew that the reason why Ren Zhiling changed her mind was definitely not because of him. Perhaps it had something to do with his mysterious teacher.

Last night, he even had a thought. Could Ren Zhiling be reborn like him?

However, this thought flashed through his mind and he did not take it seriously. In his opinion, it was already incredible that he could be reborn. If Ren Zhiling was also reborn, then there would be people everywhere who were reborn. Lingwu Continent would be in chaos.

Fu Nansi liked that Ren Zhiling had secrets. With secrets, she would be more powerful and help him more.

However, he had a headache about the future.

When he met Ren Zhiling by accident, he disguised himself into his current appearance. However, he could not live with his current appearance for the rest of his life.

When he regained his original appearance, he did not know if Ren Zhiling would forgive him on account of their friendship.

Fu Nansi did not think too much about it. He smiled and said, "Zhiling, eat first. After eating, we will go and register."

"Okay."

… …

These two days, Fu Nansi was very quiet. Perhaps Ren Zhiling's words encouraged Zhang Yan a lot. Other than eating, he cultivated in his room. Fu Nansi finally had some free time.

Ren Zhiling also closed her door and did not go out. She kept refining pills in the Lingzhu space.

However, to be promoted from a second-grade alchemist to a third-grade alchemist was not something that could be done in a day.

Ren Zhiling looked at so many wasted spiritual plants. Her heart ached so much that she wanted to cry.

No wonder there were so few alchemists. Not to mention that most people were limited by their own attributes, even those who were lucky enough to have wood and fire attributes did not have the financial resources to buy a lot of spiritual plants to practice.

Xiao Zhu noticed that Ren Zhiling looked at the waste from time to time and finally realized the problem. He said in a childish voice like a rich man, "Sister, don't feel bad. You have a lot of spiritual plants. If you think it's not enough, Xiao Zhu can help you plant more."

Ren Zhiling touched Xiao Zhu's cheek. She was still not used to the change from a poor person to a rich person …

Who would have thought that Ling Danzi would hear this and say, "It's fine if you don't want to improve yourself, but you're still so stingy. Since that's the case, you'll have to grow the spiritual plants you use to refine pills yourself!"

Ren Zhiling: "…"

Wood-attributed Alchemists could use their own spiritual energy to accelerate the ripening of spirit plants, but it was difficult to accelerate the ripening of spirit plants.

…

On the afternoon of the day before the big competition, Ren Zhiling quietly went out of the school alone and booked a room in an inn near the school.

After closing the door of the room, Ren Zhiling let Ling Danzi out of the Lingzhu space.

Ling Danzi was refining pills when he suddenly appeared in the room of the inn with an alchemy cauldron. He was so shocked that he almost exploded the cauldron of pills.

Seeing Ling Danzi's glare, Ren Zhiling smiled embarrassedly. She deliberately let him out without informing Ling Danzi.

Who knew that he was refining pills?

Ling Danzi glared at Ren Zhiling but didn't make a fuss. He knew how naughty this disciple of his could be. If he made a fuss about it, he would only get angry.

After another hour, Ling Danzi finally finished refining this cauldron of pills. This was a cauldron of fourth-grade pills, which Ling Danzi had specially refined for Ren Zhiling. His purpose was so that she wouldn't embarrass him in the big competition of the outer courtyard tomorrow.

Ren Zhiling happily accepted the elixir. The elixir refined by a ninth grade alchemist was priceless.

Seeing that Ren Zhiling was happy, Ling Danzi poured cold water on her and said, "If you can't enter the inner courtyard by refining pills, then you have to be in the top three in the big competition."

In this competition, Alchemists could participate in additional competitions, but first place didn't guarantee that they would be accepted into the inner courtyard. The teachers of the inner courtyard would choose the Alchemists based on their alchemy skills and talent.

Ling Danzi had previously told Ren Zhiling that if one didn't have the strength of a third-grade Alchemist, the possibility of being selected into the inner courtyard by refining pills was not high.

Ren Zhiling hadn't successfully refined a third-grade pill in the past three days. She thought that Ling Danzi would have to accept his fate. She didn't expect that he would be waiting for her here.

No wonder he refined pills for her to raise her spiritual power level. He actually wanted her, a weak Alchemist, to compete with other martial artists.

Ling Danzi was really scary.

Ren Zhiling suddenly felt that the pills she accepted were like a hot potato.

What made her despair was that she found that Ling Danzi was serious. His eyes were full of certainty.

"Teacher, I'll contact the dean." Ren Zhiling changed the topic.

Ling Danzi looked deeply at Ren Zhiling. He knew that Ren Zhiling was deliberately changing the topic, but he couldn't say anything to stop her.

"Go, go." Ling Danzi waved his hand. His eyes were astonishingly bright. It was obvious that he had been waiting for this for a long time.

Ren Zhiling took out the jade tablet that the dean gave her that night from her space. The dean said that he left a mark on the jade tablet. As long as she used her spiritual power, the dean would be able to find her based on the location of the jade tablet.

Ling Danzi looked at the jade tablet in Ren Zhiling's hand. His breath couldn't help but become even hotter.

Ren Zhiling thought that it would take a while for the dean to arrive. Unexpectedly, after only two minutes, she heard a knock on the door. She hurried to open the door.

Sure enough, it was the dean standing outside.

Ren Zhiling whispered, "Teacher is in the inner room."

When she closed the door, the dean had already walked into the inner room.

Ren Zhiling knew that the dean and Ling Danzi had a lot to talk about. There were even some things that were inconvenient for her to know. Thus, she obediently waited in the hall.

When the dean saw a man who looked older than him, he said in disbelief, "Ling Danzi?"

Ling Danzi's eyes instantly turned red. He called out, "Teacher."

Ling Danzi was the dean's disciple. The dean looked to be in his forties, but he was actually 150 years old.

"Where have you been for the past twenty years?

Why didn't you come to find me? "

The dean had always been brooding over Ling Danzi's disappearance. At the time, he was already the dean of Cangling College and a level nine alchemist. Although the Zhou Family was a super family, he wasn't afraid of them.

However, Ling Danzi didn't want to cause trouble for him, so he didn't tell him anything. He only found out about everything after Ling Danzi disappeared.

"Just for a spiritual treasure, you actually dared to sacrifice your life?" The dean became angrier as he spoke.

Ling Danzi was like a child in front of the dean. He whispered, "Teacher, I was wrong. I was young and frivolous …" He had only been in the Lingzhu space for twenty years, but he felt like it had been forty or fifty years.

"Let's not talk about those useless things. Where's the spiritual treasure? I want to see what kind of spiritual treasure is worthy of you acting like this."

Ling Danzi said, "… Teacher, the spiritual treasure is broken."

For a moment, the dean suspected that Ling Danzi was fooling him.

"Teacher, it's really broken. It blocked a fatal blow for me. Otherwise, how could I have escaped the Zhou Family's attack?" Ling Danzi didn't dare to look into the dean's eyes because he was lying.

The dean understood Ling Danzi's character. Moreover, Ling Danzi's words were reasonable.

Back then, he received news that Ling Danzi and the Zhou Family's people had perished together. However, he never found Ling Danzi's corpse, so he didn't give up on the thought that perhaps Ling Danzi wasn't dead.

Perhaps because Ling Danzi was too agitated, his spiritual power leaked out uncontrollably. The dean sensed Ling Danzi's spiritual power and asked in surprise, "You've become a ninth-grade alchemist?"

The dean thought that Ling Danzi had lived a miserable life for the past twenty years, but reality was completely different from what he imagined. Ling Danzi's face was ruddy, and he didn't look like he had been injured at all.

Moreover, he had become a ninth-grade alchemist. His spiritual power was very strong, and even as his teacher, he couldn't find any fault with it.

Even if Ling Danzi was by his side, he couldn't guarantee that he could successfully become a ninth-grade alchemist in twenty years.

"You … really profited from a disaster."

Ling Danzi didn't dare to speak. He hadn't seen the light of day for twenty years in the Lingzhu space … Outsiders wouldn't know how it felt.

After talking for a while, the dean asked Ling Danzi the question that made him feel the most guilty. "Where have you been for the past twenty years? Why didn't you come and find me?"

"Teacher, I was recuperating in a remote village …" Ling Danzi slowly told the dean the story he had fabricated.

The dean looked at Ling Danzi, speechless. "So … you were afraid that the Zhou Family would come after you, so you stayed in the village for twenty years?"

Ling Danzi said guiltily, "Yes … that village had beautiful scenery. The reason I was able to become a ninth-grade alchemist was also related to my state of mind."

"You're so stupid. Don't you know how to ask around?" the dean said lightly. "The Zhou Family isn't a super family now. You don't have to worry about their revenge. They won't dare to provoke you anymore."

When the dean found out that Ling Danzi had gone missing, he almost went crazy. The Zhou Family knew that Ling Danzi was his most valued disciple, but they dared to do so. That was not giving him and Cangling College face.

It was also because of that incident that people knew that they should never offend a ninth-grade alchemist.

"Teacher, you're so good to me."

Ling Danzi was so moved that he was about to cry. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have begged Ren Zhiling to send him back to Cangling College. As a ninth-grade alchemist, he could do whatever he wanted in the Lingwu Continent.

The most important thing was that he didn't have any followers to help him …

But since he had accepted him as his disciple, he couldn't ask for a refund.

He said, "Teacher, I've accepted a grand-disciple for you. She's the girl you met before."

Speaking of Ren Zhiling, although Ling Danzi looked disgusted on the surface, he liked her very much in his heart. He said very proudly, "Teacher, I think very highly of her. In the future, it is not impossible for three generations of our disciples to be ninth grade alchemists."

The dean was a little surprised. Ling Danzi had always thought that he was the best in the world, but he thought so highly of a child. The dean wanted to see what was so special about this child.

"Ling Ling, come and greet your grand-master."

Ren Zhiling was in a daze in the hall when she suddenly heard Ling Danzi's voice. She was startled.

She quickly walked into the inner room.

Ling Danzi said to her, "This is my teacher, your grand-master. Come and greet your grand-master."

Ren Zhiling dizzily bowed to the dean. "Greetings, grand-master."