Rise of the Alchemy God

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A week had passed since Ethan had gone to cultivate in the minor dimension, and during this time, nothing too significant occurred within the sect or the outside world.

The peaceful lives of the disciples continued as they pursued their cultivation paths in a relaxed yet steady manner.

Or at least, most of them did.

In the inner area of the Phoenix Sect, where the core disciples resided, a young man with blue hair and gray eyes sat, glaring ahead at two disciples of the sect with an angry expression.

"You're telling me that after all this time, you still haven't managed to find out who the sect master's new disciple is?" he said, slamming his hand down on the wooden table in front of him.

At the sound of the table hitting, the bodies of the two disciples trembled and one of them found the courage to speak up and explain.

"Young Master Zhao, we've done our best to find any information on that person, but no one seems to know anything about him.

We even tried asking the elders of the sect, but their answer was always the same: that we should wait for the sect master to introduce him.

We also tried keeping watch from a distance near the building where the sect master's office is, but aside from Senior Sister Xian Hua, we didn't see anyone else who could be the new disciple," one of the two youths said hastily.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ming's frown deepened.

He had been admitted to the sect just over a year ago, and due to his high scores in the entrance exam, he, along with three other disciples, had been admitted as inner disciples of the sect right from the start.

But his achievements didn't stop there.

With a rare, special physique, above-average talent, and the immense wealth of his family, he progressed rapidly in his cultivation.

When he entered the sect, he had already reached the first level of body refining.

Within less than a month, he had reached the second, and in the following months, he continued in this manner, until, in less than a year, he reached the peak of the first stage of cultivation.

It should be noted that the average person would take several months to advance even one level, let alone many.

A normal person would take anywhere from 3 to 5 years to reach the peak of the first stage of cultivation, but with his talent, Zhao Ming had done it in less than a year, and in a few more months, he broke through to the Qi Refining stage.

Due to his rapid progress, he was taken under the wing of one of the sect's elders, and before long, he went from being an inner disciple to becoming a core disciple.

Core disciples were considered the future pillars of the sect, and it was said that each of them possessed great talent.

All these successes only served to fuel Zhao Ming's sense of superiority even more.

He was born into a wealthy and powerful family, possessed a rare, special physique, and had talent for cultivation far beyond others.

He practically had all the cards to become the best, and as such, he didn't want to settle for being just a core disciple. Dive into the story on m|vl em pyr

He wanted to become a direct disciple of the sect master.

He knew that becoming a direct disciple wasn't easy, as evidenced by the fact that in the past 40 years, the sect master had only accepted one disciple, and that was none other than Xiang Hua, a woman whom even Zhao Ming could respect, as her cultivation talent was not inferior to his.

Thus, he did everything he could to attract the sect master's attention, but he failed.

He had already proven himself to be one of the best among the core disciples and had even asked to be taken under the sect master's wing, but she rejected him without hesitation.

For someone like him, who was used to getting everything in life without too much effort, this rejection felt like a slap in the face, but he didn't give up.

While his Zhao family was powerful, they couldn't possibly think of challenging one of the most powerfull figures in the Long Empire.

With just a word, she could bring his family from the stars to the dirt.

Her influence in the empire, combined with her almost unparalleled strength, was not something to be taken lightly, so Zhao Ming didn't act recklessly.

Instead, he resolved to change the sect master's mind.

Although he had been spoiled by his family from a young age, talent wasn't something he lacked, and combined with his personal efforts to become stronger, he was certain he would succeed in earning the sect master's favor.

Thus, he cultivated even more diligently and reached the third level of Qi Refining.

He was only 21 years old and had already reached this level.

At an age when many were still struggling with the first stage of cultivation, he was already climbing through the second.

He thought that with his progress, perhaps this time the sect master would finally take him as her disciple, but it wasn't so.

As soon as he came out from closed-door cultivation, which had lasted several months, he learned that the sect master had accepted a new disciple.

There was no need to say that the news hit him like a bolt from the blue.

What was even more unacceptable to him was that the person in question was an unknown, and no matter how hard he tried to find information on him, he couldn't uncover anything.

It was as if this individual had appeared out of thin air.

He decided that he would track him down, and once found, he would challenge him to an official duel, where he would immediately deal him a crushing defeat.

He thought that perhaps in this way, he would finally prove to the sect master that he had all the qualifications to become her disciple.

But there was only one problem.

The boy in question couldn't be found anywhere.

No matter how he searched, he couldn't obtain any information on him.

'Just wait until I find you, then I will personally see what makes you so special that you can become a disciple of the sect master,' he thought as his gray eyes glowed faintly with energy.