Please accept me as your disciple , Senior!"
Lu Tiandu twitched his lips as he watched Han Li kneel down. Han Li's behavior was truly beyond his expectations.
However, accepting him as a disciple was out of the question. After the battle with Doctor Mo, Han Li would probably never let down his guard against so-called masters.
Lu Tiandu waved his sleeves, and the kneeling Han Li was involuntarily lifted up by a surge of energy, which made Han Li's eyes narrow.
"Forget about accepting me as your disciple. Although I'm a few years older than you and my cultivation level is several levels higher, I haven't even completed my apprenticeship yet, so I'm not qualified to accept a disciple..."
Lu Tiandu paused, as if seeing through Han Li's disappointment, and said calmly,
"But teaching you a few spells is no problem."
Just as Han Li was overjoyed at finally gaining something, Lu Tiandu said,
"Little Han, you should know there's no such thing as a free lunch. I'll teach you spells, but how will you thank me?"
Han Li opened his mouth, suddenly at a loss for words.
In truth, his words of apprenticeship weren't sincere. He simply felt that for an ordinary person who suddenly encountered an immortal, if he didn't rush to become their disciple and learn immortal magic, the teacher might discover something wrong with him. After all, he was a secretive person and was afraid of being discovered.
He was secretly pleased to hear Lu Tiandu's refusal. He had simply been thinking about how to extract some immortal manuals and spells from this still-unknown senior, and learn some common sense about
cultivating immortality. Suddenly, he'd offered to trade valuables for spells. These twists and turns had him stumped.
However, his resolve was strong enough to quickly recover, reaching into his bosom and pulling out two porcelain bottles.
"Senior, these are two elixirs I've refined. One is the Yellow Dragon Pill, and the other is the Golden Marrow Pill. They're considered top-tier sacred elixirs in the mortal world. I wonder if they'll be of any use to you, Senior?"
"Let me see!"
Lu Tiandu waved his hand, and the two bottles of pills appeared in his hands. Unscrewing the caps and sniffing the medicinal aroma, Lu Tiandu could tell the herbs used in both elixirs were decades old, making them far more potent than the more common Yellow Dragon Pill and Golden Marrow Pill.
Hmm, they were almost as potent as the Qi-nourishing Pills he took daily.
Han Li was the only mortal who could use these aged herbs to refine these two elixirs.
Moreover, Han Li only produced two bottles at this moment, clearly having learned to conceal his shortcomings and understand the importance of not showing off one's wealth. After all, he normally devoured these two elixirs like candy!
"Well, your pills are quite effective. If you bring a few more bottles, I can teach you some magic." Lu Tiandu smiled faintly, his expression nonchalant.
"However, now is not the time to learn magic. I'm afraid you'll have to send your master away first..." Lu Tiandu suddenly chuckled.
Hearing that Doctor Mo was about to return, Han Li glanced toward the door.
Although he still didn't see Doctor Mo or his usual giant bodyguard, he was convinced of the white-clothed man's words and bowed, saying,
"Senior, please help."
"Yes. I will help you suppress Doctor Mo, the iron slaves accompanying him, and the hidden person. You can give me ten bottles of each of the two elixirs. What do you think?"
Lu Tiandu said, shaking the two bottles in his hand.
"Junior agrees,"
Han Li nodded. While these pills would be extremely useful for his own cultivation, he had a small bottle and could easily refine a large quantity. Using the pills as a price to eliminate a powerful enemy, he felt this was a very good deal.
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