Chapter 1460 — Take Care of Yourself! "What's the matter, old man — is there something wrong with Ice Spirit Town? Don't tell me you know this place?" Wei Zhao asked, somewhat puzzled.
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"I do know. But isn't it true that a person may take it only once? And it is best taken at the peak of late Earth Tier strength, so that one breaks straight through to Heaven Tier in a single step." Wei Zhao said. "I am still a long way from Heaven Tier — what is there to get excited about?"
"That is so, though taking it now would still have its effect — it is only a little wasted that way," Old man Wei said. "Of course, the important thing is not the Qi Gathering Pill but that notebook of an alchemist's reflections. Do you have any notion how few alchemists there are these days? Even I am not an alchemist!"
"I know. But cultivating as an alchemist is rather troublesome as well — I was just about to ask you: should I take it up?" Wei Zhao asked.
"Take it up! Why wouldn't you? A piece of good fortune like this is better than pie falling out of the sky. If you can truly become an alchemist, your road ahead will run far smoother, and even when you reach the higher realms you will still have a voice — that is the merit of being an alchemist!" Old man Wei said. "Of course, you would have to be a high-grade alchemist."
"Since you put it that way, then I shall cultivate it." Wei Zhao had been intending to do so in any case; this phone call was mere habit, and a chance to ask Old man Wei whether he saw any objection.
"You lucky lad! Next time you have a moment to come home, bring that notebook of an alchemist's reflections for me to see." Old man Wei began to itch with curiosity.
"That, of course, is no problem." Wei Zhao naturally would not keep things hidden from his own Old man Wei.
"Enough — I will say no more. Be careful in everything. It would be best if no one else knew you possess that notebook of an alchemist's reflections; and before you become an alchemist, do not go about proclaiming that you can refine pills." Old man Wei said. "In a word, caution is never a mistake."
"I understand that." Wei Zhao was not the sort to court attention to begin with, and what Old man Wei said was precisely what Wei Zhao himself had been thinking.
"In these coming days you may see a number of cultivators like yourself come to your place — though I am not altogether certain of it, only it may be so. In any case, let things follow their course; take care of yourself." Having said this, Old man Wei hung up.
"Hello? Wait a moment — what do you mean? What do you mean, more cultivators? What do you mean, not certain?" Wei Zhao wanted to ask, only to find the line already dead...
It left Wei Zhao with no way to press for the whole story, and he was thoroughly vexed. Why did the old thing always insist on speaking only half his piece?
In the coming days, other cultivators might come here, to him? Wei Zhao found it baffling. How could that be? What would other cultivators come here for? It was no fine place at all — utterly remote. Could it be that they were here for the Fire Spirit Sacred Fruit?
At the thought, Wei Zhao could not help but raise his guard. Whatever else happened, he was determined to obtain the Fire Spirit Sacred Fruit; otherwise, what would become of Feng Xiaoxiao? It seemed that this operation would not necessarily run smoothly — there must still be some unknown factors in play.