"Senior brother is amazing!"

The young Daoist child looked at Su Tu lifting the wooden bucket with great excitement.

Hastily helped with his hands on the side, the two of them used all their strength to pour the True Dragon Blood into the Pill Furnace.

"Does the Nine-Turn Golden Pill require True Dragon Blood..."

Su Tu wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke inadvertently. Yes, Su Tu had a bold idea, he wanted to extract the recipe for the Nine-Turn Golden Pill.

If successful, the value of this recipe would be unimaginable.

It could be said that in the future, Su Tu would never have to worry about cultivation resources again.

However, after hearing this, the young Daoist child was first taken aback and looked at Su Tu suspiciously.

Su Tu immediately felt that something was off; his question was quite abrupt.

His current identity was as the young Daoist child's senior brother, and as a disciple of the master, he should be very familiar with the materials required for the pill recipes.

The sudden question earlier was really inappropriate.

Just as Su Tu was thinking about how to remedy the situation, the young Daoist child smiled cunningly.

"Senior brother, you're trying to test me again. This time, I've remembered, True Dragon Blood is used to induce the Three-Flavored True Fire. Although True Dragon Blood contains endless vitality, it harbors three parts of lethal intent. It can be used medicinally, but not as a life-sustaining medicine, only as a medicine to kill."

The young Daoist child said proudly.

Seeing this, Su Tu naturally gave a gentle smile.

"Good, good, it's not in vain, my teachings to you; always remember these. Otherwise, if the master asks and you don't know, it will be troublesome."

The young Daoist child nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

Looking at Su Tu with eyes full of gratitude.

One could only say, Su Tu may not understand elixirs, but he sure understands acting.

"I wish I could be as amazing as senior brother. Master said in a few days he would bestow a Daoist title upon you."

"Unlike me and Xiao Er, who can only be little Daoist children, senior brother, you are the only one aside from the Grand Mage in Profound City whom the master wishes to take as an inner disciple; you are so incredible!"

The young Daoist child said with extreme envy, his eyes twinkling.

But upon hearing this, Su Tu was suddenly struck.

"That person bestows the Daoist title?"

"It doesn't seem right; legend has it that that person indeed only had this one disciple. Could it be I'm experiencing some secret history?"

Su Tu couldn't help pondering this.

At the same time, he had another rather absurd guess.

For a Daluo, time and space are mere toys, and the river of years is but a stream flowing through their fingers.

Just like that one in the deserted village, who left three strands of hair across countless epochs, even finding an original pursuer for themselves.

And as a pioneer of the Dao, this person's grasp of the words 'cause and effect' may be even more profound than Wa Huang.

Su Tu, at this moment, could not be sure whether what he was experiencing was a secret from the past, or...

If he truly had joined a bygone era or events!!

Just as Su Tu was immersed in his thoughts.

"Senior brother, Ah Da, help me out here!"

Another child's voice rang out, and there was a younger-looking Daoist child struggling to drag a wooden bucket forward.

This child was likely Xiao Er, and Su Tu quickly went over to help pour the dragon blood into the furnace.

During their busy work, Su Tu also harbored some doubts; these two young Daoist children entering Douluo Palace surely couldn't be ordinary humans.

It's known that not everyone is qualified to stand behind the Supreme.

These two children are 'children' within Douluo Palace; outside of it, anyone who meets them would respectfully call them Little Ancestors.

But at this moment, they seemed to lack any trace of Immortal Power, in strength or intellect they were just like ordinary children.

This puzzled Su Tu greatly, but he didn't dwell on it too much.

Apart from the two buckets of True Dragon Blood, the three of them moved many other materials; the names of each made Su Tu's heart race.

One could only say, anything here would drive the entire Star River crazy if it were to fall outside; even a Daoist Master, or above, would find it irresistible.

Yet in Douluo Palace, these things don't even qualify to be made into elixirs; they are merely used to kindle fires, cleanse furnaces, or as basic materials.

After finishing their tasks, the three sat together on the steps of Douluo Palace, chatting leisurely.

"Alchemy is so boring, I still like cooking!"

Xiao Er said with crossed legs.

Ah Da rolled his eyes at him: "You little good-for-nothing, so many great beings want this opportunity and don't have it, yet you don't cherish it."

"Senior brother, do you think so too?"

Xiao Er looked at Su Tu with a face full of grievance.

Su Tu then tousled Xiao Er's hair; the kid had a bump on the back of his head, amusing to touch.

"Whether it's cooking or alchemy, as long as it makes you happy, it's the best life in the world."

"But, if I become a cook, will the grand master be disappointed in me, will you look down on me, senior brother?" Xiao Er was somewhat troubled, addressing not the master, but the grand master.

"Of course not, Xiao Er, if your cooking is delicious and beautiful, the master and I would be so proud of you!"

Su Tu spoke earnestly.

"Really?"

"Really, senior brother has never lied!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Er's eyes sparkled, and Su Tu also smiled.

Though neither noticed, Ah Da's expression became unfathomably complex for a moment, but he soon seemed to come to a decision.

He mysteriously took out a small gourd from his bosom and poured out an oddly-shaped elixir.

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