Chapter Seven Hundred Ninety-Two
"You want to learn alchemy from me?"
Long Xiaoshan, with his hands clasped behind his back, wore a smile that wasn't quite a smile, which caused even Fu Xuelan, whose demeanor was ethereal and transcendent, to blush.
She certainly understood that such a request was a bit presumptuous.
The man was both a Grandmaster-level powerhouse and an Alchemy Grandmaster, with a status so esteemed that within the Hidden Sects, he was on par with her own master.
The Hidden Sects have always only recognized strength, not age.
She wanted to stay by Long Xiaoshan's side to learn.
She was also a disciple of the Bodhisattva Gate.
It was clear she couldn't possibly become Long Xiaoshan's disciple, so making such a request was rather delusional.
But Fu Xuelan had finally encountered an Alchemy Grandmaster.
