Inside the Alchemy Room, the master and disciple sat in silence.
Wei Yanran's features were as fine as a painting. Her face was elegant, her skin as smooth as polished jade, and her jet-black hair cascaded down to her waist. A pristine white dress made her appear holy and pure, yet her cold and haughty demeanor made people afraid to approach.
Everyone knew that of the four great beauties of Luoyang, Wei Yanran was the most difficult to approach.
But it was precisely this unapproachability that stirred a desire for conquest in many men. What a thrill it would be to make such an Iceberg Beauty one's partner?
At this moment, however, the Iceberg Beauty's pretty face was filled with profound shock.
For the first in twenty years, her heart was shaken, as if the world had been turned upside down.
Even when Du Wanqing had accepted her as his Direct Disciple, her heart had never churned as it did now.
"A Supreme Grade Elixir!"
The four words escaped Wei Yanran's lips, each one heavy.
