"A man of his word!"
Zhao Chengjing raised her slender and fair hand, signalling Chen Yi for a high-five.
Chen Yi found it somewhat amusing but didn't refuse her:
"Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!"
"Slap!"
After the crisp sound, both of them looked at each other and laughed.
From then on, Chen Yi began a period of the most stable Immortal Cultivation life. He finally had time to ponder the Ancient Spiritual Objects of Martial World and the Bright Temple's Vajra Skills System.
.....
The news of Chen Yi enjoying the privileges of a family member soon became widespread,
and within short five years, he had become a first-tier lower-level alchemist and part-timed at the family clinic,
not a few young family members came to seek pills and medicines from him,
no one dared to call Chen Yi a turtle pharmacist in his face anymore.