"I just got a little lucky," Pei Ze said humbly.
Usually, he might not even produce one top-grade potion out of ten batches of Ferocity Potions. To succeed on the first try now could only be attributed to a fair bit of luck.
Of course, it was also possible that after his promotion to Third-level Wizard Apprentice, his fine control over his Spiritual Power had become smoother and more adept, naturally making potion-making easier.
Mo Weng gave a noncommittal nod. His expression suddenly turned serious as he asked solemnly, "Are you willing to take me as your teacher?"
At these words, both Pei Ze and Yin Xue were stunned.
When she came to her senses, Yin Xue was overjoyed and quickly gestured with her eyes for Pei Ze to accept.
Pei Ze bowed without hesitation.
"Teacher!"
A faint smile finally appeared on Mo Weng's face.
With a flick of his wrist, a thick book and a Crystal Ball materialized out of thin air, slowly drifting toward Pei Ze.
