Ken smiled and left the place to complete his mission. He hummed an old song he heard in his former life as he imagined the results of his pills being consumed by an elite clan from the top 5 sects.
Recently, he was scolded by his grandfather who told him that he tried to request two seventh-stage elders from the sect to take him as a disciple, but they watched him kill the boy from the Han clan and rejected him, saying he was too cruel.
The meaning was that he couldn't get free of the hold of his family, and he wouldn't be able to get a sustainable stream of resources.
'I can earn a lot of Qi Stones by selling my service as an alchemist, but then my family will try to waste a large chunk of my time by forcing me to concoct pills for them. The only reason I have so much free time is that they think I can only make first and second-grade pills, which they can easily buy in stocks without feeling any pressure in their pockets.'
