"You're really quite good—you may inherit my mantle."
The master, or rather the Profound Turtle Alchemist, spoke up.
He seemed extremely pleased with Lu Chang'sheng's performance.
"Thank you for your trust, sir."
The Profound Turtle Alchemist nodded.
This didn't surprise Lu Chang'sheng much; the Inheritance Spirit Array was a pretty advanced Spirit Array. It wasn't hard for the phantom being inside it to possess a certain degree of consciousness.
The Immortal Dao is ever-enduring— the higher your cultivation, the more unfathomable powers you obtain.
"But inheriting my mantle comes with a condition."
Just as Lu Chang'sheng was feeling pleased, he suddenly caught a trace of resentment in the Profound Turtle Alchemist's expression.
"I don't need you to do much—just write a few words on the plaque above Heaven-Burning Pavilion when you achieve something in the Alchemy Dao."
Lu Chang'sheng's gut already started churning with a sense of dread.
"Please speak plainly, sir."
