Within the sacred confines of Master Yi's private chamber, an unexpected challenge was set in motion. The air crackled with an electrifying tension, woven with the threads of a high-stakes bet. Master Yi, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and disbelief, had proposed a wager that left even the most seasoned alchemists in awe.
"Michael," Master Yi's voice reverberated through the chamber, his words hanging in the air like an ethereal mist. "If you successfully refine the tier 2 healing pill before me, you shall become my legacy disciple, carrying forth the essence of my alchemical lineage. But if you fail, you shall forever remain an in-name disciple, relegated to the role of a mere errand boy."
