Helen Carter didn’t believe it—how could Henry Langley, so young, possibly have such profound attainments in alchemy? Still, he admired Henry Langley and wanted to draw him into the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion, so he decided to test him.

Henry Langley answered calmly. He was, after all, a grandmaster of alchemy, unmatched throughout history—who could possibly compare with him in the Dao of alchemy? As the conversation went on, the initiative gradually shifted to him. Time and again, he left Helen Carter racking his brains for answers, and the old man’s expression grew more and more respectful.

There is no age in learning; the capable are the teachers.

At first, the old man kept calling him “young friend,” putting himself in a higher position. But soon, he changed his address to “fellow alchemist Henry Langley.” In the end, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he couldn’t help but stand up, respectfully listening at Henry Langley’s side like a disciple—just as he had once done when learning from his own master.

In his heart, Henry Langley had already reached such heights that, in terms of theory and knowledge, Henry Langley even far surpassed his own teacher.

“Master, may I follow by your side and listen to your teachings?” Helen Carter said something that nearly scared Emily Thompson to death, but on second thought, it seemed only natural.

However, if the great families of the imperial capital found out, they would all be green with envy toward Henry Langley!

This was a Xuan-level alchemist—even if only of the lower grade, wasn’t “Xuan-level” impressive enough?

Emily Thompson was shocked. Her resistance to becoming Henry Langley’s follower lessened a bit—look, even a grandmaster like Helen Carter was begging to follow Henry Langley; what complaints could she possibly have?

Henry Langley shook his head and said, “I have no intention of taking on disciples for now.” To be honest, in his eyes, Helen Carter’s talent in alchemy was only average. Back in the day, he had taken on three disciples, each one a peerless genius.

Helen Carter only felt regret, but he also understood that Henry Langley found his alchemy talent lacking and unworthy of being his disciple. He accepted this—Henry Langley’s attainments in alchemy were simply too profound, leaving him in awe. Wanting to be his disciple was indeed a luxury.

Emily Thompson, however, was stunned—Henry Langley actually refused!

He refused!

This was a lower-grade Xuan-level alchemist. If Helen Carter so much as nodded, even the royal family of the Rain Country would welcome him with open arms, perhaps even offer a princess in marriage. Yet Henry Langley refused, and so decisively at that.

This guy… is truly unfathomable.

“But if you have any questions, you can always come to the Ling family to find me,” Henry Langley added.

“Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!” Helen Carter quickly bowed repeatedly, unable to hide the joy on his face.

Emily Thompson secretly clicked her tongue. If anyone saw this scene, their eyes would surely pop out in shock. A Xuan-level alchemist—what a noble status—was now showing the etiquette of a disciple before Henry Langley, and even considered it an honor just to visit him.

“Alright, I’ll be going now,” Henry Langley said.

“I’ll see the Master out!” Helen Carter hurriedly replied.

“Oh right, Yutong, you have money on you, right? Pay for the medicine first,” Henry Langley turned to Emily Thompson and said.

Emily Thompson now understood that the medicine was for Henry Langley himself, not for her illness. She couldn’t help but purse her lips, thinking to herself that this guy really knew how to make the most of things—he’d just made her his follower and was already eyeing her wallet.

“No need, no need!” Helen Carter quickly waved his hand. The alchemy knowledge he’d gained from Henry Langley today was priceless—how could he possibly accept payment for the medicine? “Master, please allow me to show my appreciation.”

Henry Langley thought for a moment and said, “As you wish.” Although he’d only casually given Helen Carter some pointers, as a former emperor of alchemy, his advice would benefit Helen Carter for a lifetime.

Helen Carter was instantly overjoyed. To be able to do something for Henry Langley, even something so trivial, was an honor for him.

“Then I’ll buy some Huiyuan Pills,” Henry Langley said after a moment’s thought.

“Huiyuan Pills are so cheap, there’s no way I could let Master pay for them. I can refine them with ease anyway, so of course I’ll gift them to you,” Helen Carter quickly replied.

Emily Thompson was once again amazed. Huiyuan Pills could quickly restore a martial artist’s vital energy and were an indispensable aid in battle—how could they be “easily refined”?

Although Henry Langley only needed the lowest grade of Huiyuan Pills, even one would cost at least three taels of silver.

Helen Carter was very generous, giving Henry Langley a hundred Huiyuan Pills outright. If Henry Langley weren’t still at the Body Refining stage and could only take the lowest grade, he would have given him the highest grade instead.

With Helen Carter accompanying them, Henry Langley and Emily Thompson went downstairs and left.

“Where to now?” After walking for a while, Emily Thompson finally couldn’t help but ask.

Henry Langley smiled slightly and said, “Naturally, we’re going home to wait for the medicine to be delivered.” Without first healing his spiritual root, he couldn’t begin cultivating at all.

Emily Thompson was curious and asked, “Do you really know how to refine pills?”

“There’s probably no one in this world who knows more than I do,” Henry Langley replied bluntly.

“Braggart!” Emily Thompson snorted. Although Henry Langley had completely won over Helen Carter, Helen Carter was only a Xuan-level alchemist—above that were Earth-level and Heaven-level alchemists, after all.