"Ghostfire Pill Saint? Judging by the name, he seems very formidable!" Ye Haochuan's mouth twitched.
"Hmph, it's just a flashy name..."
The Medicine King snorted disdainfully and looked at Ye Haochuan again, shaking his head, "However, with your current strength, there's indeed a big gap. Don't feel pressured though; you have decent talent. I reckon within a century, you might surpass him!"
A century? That's quite an ambitious goal!
Ye Haochuan chuckled bitterly in his heart.
He was not yet thirty years old; imagining a hundred years was daunting to him, by then, wouldn't he be old and decrepit?
He subconsciously forgot that he was already an expert with exceptional cultivation; in the Cultivation World, age over a hundred is barely older than a newborn.
"Alright, enough chit-chat. I shall now pass on my life's medical skills to you." The Medicine King appeared to be in a hurry.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly gleamed, and a dim light plunged into Ye Haochuan's mind.
