Alchemy & Martial Supreme

It was exactly as Xiao Yun had said.    

He had just come to this world. Whether it was in terms of connections or understanding of the world, he was far from being as good as the Martial Cultivator that was born and raised here.    

These were the places that he wanted to make up for his deficiencies.    

"Of course. Now that you have joined our Moon Wolf Sect, you will naturally be supported by the seniors of our sect."    

"Cultivate well. Don't waste your 'Dao'." Xiao Yun said earnestly.    

Qin Ming cupped his hands respectfully. "Yes, thank you for your advice, elder. Junior will definitely work hard to cultivate and serve the sect."    

"This child is worth teaching." Xiao Yun stroked his beard and said with a smile.    

Pointing at the vermillion gate behind him, Xiao Yun said, "There are too many things in this world that you need to understand."    

"I can only teach you the most important thing. As for the other information, you need to explore it yourself."    

"No one can help you on the path of the Martial Cultivator."    

"Cherish your time and cultivate hard!"    

"After you leave, there will naturally be someone to receive you."    

"Go!"    

Xiao Yun waved his hand and laid down on the reclining chair, seemingly about to doze off again.    

"Thank you, senior." Qin Ming cupped his hands again and slowly left the room.    

When Qin Ming walked to the door of the room, Xiao Yun's old but loud voice came from inside.    

"Stop being arrogant and impetuous. Everything in the small world was like a dream. "    

" Now that I'm awake from a dream, I have to move forward steadily "    

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming turned around and bowed.    

Wasn't that right? Cultivating in the small world was like having a dream yesterday.    

However, this dream lasted for a long time.    

If one felt that they were one in a million and left with so many Martial Cultivator and Martial Cultivator in a small world, they would be arrogant and look down on the local Martial Cultivator.    

He would probably be slapped in the face by the local Martial Cultivator.    

Shaking his head, Qin Ming thought to himself.    

"How can a lowly bloodline of mine become so arrogant?"    

"But..."    

"I, Qin Ming, will not give up. No matter how low my bloodline is, it will not stop me from reaching the peak of the Martial Path. "    

Of course, the most important thing for him right now was to save the world that he wholeheartedly helped.    

Save his family and friends.    

Although he had only left for a short period of time, for some reason, Qin Ming really missed his family, especially Lan Zhi and Qin Wu.    

Looking into the distance, he could vaguely feel that the direction was where he had given birth to his world.    

Perhaps, this was the connection between the soul.    

"I will definitely save you!"    

Clenching his fists tightly, qin Ming put down his worries about his bloodline and firmly walked out of the room.    

In Qin Ming's heart, a drop of pitch-black liquid was contracting and expanding, beating at the same frequency as his heart.    

It was giving off a unique aura as it beat.    

This aura spread throughout his body along with the circulation of his bloodline.    

Vaguely, every time it circulated, Qin Ming's bloodline would become purer and stronger.    

But this process was very slow, so slow that even Qin Ming himself could not detect it.    

If Qin Ming used the Devil Crystal Ball to measure it now, he would find that his bloodline had become stronger, although it was not much stronger.    

After Qin Ming left.    

Xiao Yun opened his eyes. He turned his head and looked at Qin Ming. A bright light flashed in his eyes.    

"Right now, the sect is facing both internal and external troubles. I wonder if Qin Ming's appearance can change the current situation of the sect."    

He thought about it again. How could a puny Origin Scholar be able to change the major matters of the sect?    

If his bloodline was strong, there might be a slight possibility that he could make it in time. But now, Xiao Yun shook his head and closed his eyes again.