"I, Old Mo, am willing to follow Young Master Leng Yan!" Old Mo took a step back, knelt on one knee, and respectfully said to Zhiyan. In a month, she advanced from a Fourth-grade Alchemist to a Fifth-grade Alchemist; such divine speed is probably unparalleled on the entire Mainland, and moreover, she is only twelve years old. Twelve years old, so young, and she has so much time to grow."
Even witnessing her growth was an exciting matter.
"I, Old Bai, wish to follow at his right, and vow to serve unto death!" Old Bai knelt, his gaze unwaveringly firm. At this moment, he was willing to take a gamble, to dedicate the remainder of his value to this young Pill King. If he could witness the birth of a Pill Saint within his lifetime, then his life would be fulfilled.
