Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

seudo-Sages.

Not bad.

Several months later.

Han Jue finally arrived at the Divine Palace.

The Divine Palace was located in the sky.
The palace was placed above the clouds.
There were layers after layers of magnificent palaces as far as the eye could see.

Han Jue secretly used the power of the Concealment Fiendcelestial and disappeared without a trace.
He found Qin Ling’s aura and quickly came to his courtyard.

After more than a hundred thousand years, Qin Ling was already an Immortal Emperor, but his status in the Divine Palace was not high.
Because his potential was average, his residence was not considered high.
It could only be said to be average.

Qin Ling was sitting on the steps and looking at the cauldron in front of him with a depressed expression.

“Why is this Emperor Essence Pill so difficult to refine?” Qin Ling muttered to himself, feeling a little discouraged.

Han Jue suddenly appeared and smiled.
“It means that you don’t have the talent to refine

pills.”

Shocked, Qin Ling suddenly stood up and asked angrily, “Who are you?!” Han Jue walked around the cauldron and came to his side.
He smiled and said, “Don’t be nervous.
I’m also a disciple of the Divine Palace.
I’ve only heard of your deeds and came to take a look.”

Qin Ling snorted and mocked himself.
“You want to see me, a mediocre prodigy who relies on pills?”

His potential was actually not bad, but he was definitely at the bottom in the Divine Palace.
Many disciples his age had already stepped into the Deity Realm.

His enemy was also a prodigy in the Buddhist Sect.
He had already reached the Zenith Heaven Realm ten thousand years ago.

The difference between the two became greater and greater.
Qin Ling felt despair every time he thought about this.

Could he really take revenge? Han Jue smiled.
“Your potential is mediocre, but you’re persistent.
The mighty figures in the world are all tenacious and persistent.”

Qin Ling was in a good mood and no longer pulled a long face.
He let Han Jue walk to the stone table at the side and chat.

After the two of them sat down, Qin Ling asked curiously, “Brother, what’s your name? Although the Divine Palace has countless disciples, there aren’t many as handsome as you.
Rather, there’s no one.”

The geniuses of the Divine Palace were all handsome and beautiful.
The men and the women were like immortals.
However, they all looked like mortals compared to the disciple in front of him.

Han Jue smiled and said, “My name is Liu Bei.
I’m just good-looking.”

Liu Bei?

Qin Ling thought to himself.
He had never heard of him.

In other words, the other party was not a top prodigy!

Thinking of this, Qin Ling relaxed.
They could be friends as long as the difference in potential was not great!

He would never think that Han Jue was not a disciple of the Divine Palace.
The Divine Palace was a top-notch providence sect in the world.
They had Sages at the top.
Who would dare to infiltrate and cause trouble?

The two of them began to chat.
They chatted about everything from ancient legends to the mortal world.

The more Qin Ling chatted, the happier he became.
Very few people suited his taste.

Most of the Divine Palace disciples only exchanged their cultivation insights or compared cultivation levels.
Very few people were like Liu Bei, who did not talk about cultivation and only talked about boring things.

Several hours later.

Han Jue smiled and asked, “Do you want me to help you see why your pills failed?”

“Brother Liu also knows alchemy?”

“A little.”

“Please!”

Qin Ling immediately stood up in anticipation.

Han Jue didn’t know alchemy, but with his cultivation realm, he secretly cast a spell and the pill was quickly born.

It was that simple.

However, he deliberately cast a spell with an unfathomable gesture, causing Qin Ling to exclaim in admiration.

Five minutes later, the Emperor Essence Pill flew out of the cauldron and landed in Qin Ling’s hand.

Qin Ling’s hands trembled as he muttered, “What dense Immortal Emperor Essence Qi.
How powerful!”

Han Jue said smugly, “How about it? I’m worthy of you calling me big brother!”

“Yes! Yes! Big Brother Liu! Brother, please teach me!”

“This technique is not easy to teach.
It’s a technique passed down in the family and can’t be taught to others.”