"Brother Han, your name has already echoed throughout the Dragon Sparrow Sect, yet I am still an ordinary alchemy disciple, it's quite shameful," said Gao Qichang. A year had passed, his once youthful face had become much softer, and his tone carried a hint of envy.
To this, all Han Ye could do was smile. He could not comfort him but instead attempted to change the topic: "Brother Gao, do not belittle yourself. You are now honing your alchemy on Yangshen Peak. If you become a skilled Alchemy Master, your day will come. Numerous cultivators spend hefty amounts for precious elixirs."
Gao Qichang responded with a bitter smile: "Don't remind me. Ever since I joined the sect, I can't even accumulate enough Spirit Stones to purchase a Pill Furnace, let alone make any significant progress."