Published: December 25, 2024
Everyone looked at the Holy Son of Jinzhu in surprise. The change in the Holy Son was too great; just a moment ago, he was brimming with murderous intent, and in the blink of an eye, he had become as warm as a spring breeze.
Qin Chen merely chuckled. Did he really need someone else to remind him whether he took it to heart or not?
This Holy Son of Jinzhu had initially harbored ill intentions, yet now he was acting like an old friend. Qin Chen had no interest in someone who changed their face as easily as changing clothes.
Moreover, the other party had previously run away directly and now, seeing there was no danger, had returned with a false pretense of friendship. Qin Chen was even less inclined to pay him any attention.
"Since Brother Qin has just arrived in Alchemy City, I assume you are not yet familiar with it. Would you be interested in working for me?" The Holy Son of Jinzhu saw that Qin Chen had no expression and decided to stop beating around the bush, getting straight to the point.
Although he was a Holy Son of Alchemy City, he was just one of the three Holy Sons. The competition among the three Holy Sons was extremely fierce, especially with an upcoming alchemy competition to determine the strongest Holy Son of Alchemy City, who would earn a precious spot. Naturally, the Holy Son of Jinzhu was recruiting talents from all sides.
This was also the reason he rushed over after hearing about Master Zhao Ruhui's breakthrough to become a Medicine King and his teaching here, aiming to win Zhao Ruhui over.
While there were many Medicine Kings in Alchemy City, gaining one more would greatly benefit a Holy Son like him.
Upon hearing about Qin Chen's achievements, he became interested and wanted to bring Qin Chen under his wing to strengthen himself.
Qin Chen smiled internally.
So, the other party had such intentions? He wanted to bring himself under his banner? He should take a look in the mirror and see if he was worthy.
Qin Chen shook his head and replied straightforwardly, "Not interested."
The Holy Son of Jinzhu was left with nothing but disappointment, and his expression slightly darkened. For a Holy Son of his stature, it was quite difficult to hear someone say no, especially in front of so many alchemists.
Fortunately, his self-cultivation was decent, and he quickly suppressed his dissatisfaction.
He smiled slightly and said, "Perhaps you still don't know my identity. I am Wei Jinzhu, one of the three Holy Sons of Alchemy City, a disciple of the deputy head of the Alchemy Pavilion in the Northern Heavenly Domain. At thirty-eight, I can already refine seventh-tier royal pills, making me a rare alchemy genius in Alchemy City over the past century. Sooner or later, I will be a prominent figure here. Follow me, and a life of luxury and wealth will be yours."
The Holy Son of Jinzhu spoke with pride, exuding an air of superiority.
He indeed had the qualifications to be proud; breaking through to become a Medicine King in his thirties was the best record from the Alchemy Pavilion in the Northern Heavenly Domain in a hundred years. Although there were two others in this generation who could be compared with him as Holy Sons, in his eyes, he was the one and only Holy Son of Alchemy City. The other two would ultimately just be his supporting characters.
"Still not interested," Qin Chen said.
The Holy Son of Jinzhu's face slightly darkened, becoming awkward, but after taking a deep breath, he regained his composure. He had enough savvy to manage this.
"Don't you want to hear my conditions?" He forced a smile.
"No need." Qin Chen shook his head.
After three refusals, the dissatisfaction on the Holy Son of Jinzhu's face became evident, and he coldly said, "Qin Chen, don’t get ahead of yourself! Although you solved the previous explosion, it was merely luck. Otherwise, no matter how talented you are, how could you resolve a situation that even this Holy Son could not, and still refine the Flying Snow Pill? If you overestimate yourself, it will lead to great mistakes."