Zuoqiu Yiren was stunned once again.
What kind of a divine disciple is this?
He can even do alchemy.
Indeed, Zuoqiu Yiren had called Chen Mo over to teach him alchemy hand by hand.
Unexpectedly, after less than a quarter of an hour of teaching, Chen Mo said he already knew alchemy.
Though it was just the most basic elixir with some impurities.
But this young man, with such formidable skills, can brew wine and do alchemy, isn't it terrifying?
Not to mention, his technique was already quite skillful.
"Sister Yiren, how do you think of my elixir-making?" Chen Mo handed the elixir he made to Zuoqiu Yiren for her to see.
Zuoqiu Yiren: "..."
Back then, when she did alchemy, it took her three days to grasp its essence.
Her teacher said she had extraordinary talent; no one in history had made an elixir within three days.
At that time, she was somewhat skeptical.
However, hundreds of years passed, and she had never seen someone stronger than her in initial alchemy.
