Qin Ruo, the alchemist of the Profound Cloud Continent, was attacked by several opponents when he was about to become one with the pill. His soul managed to escape and possessed the body of the third son of the head of the ancient Qin Clan in Wuzhen's six major families named Qin Ruo. As the son of a big Huaxia family who couldn't cultivate, he was abandoned so as not to bring shame on them. With this body, Qin Ruo would strive to regain his former glory. Anyone on his way would only be a stepping stone.
"I originally planned to have a quite time with my wife, but now I don't think there's much chance, right?" Qin Ruo said while eating.
"Why don't you grab a good chance whenever it presents itself? I'm a little anxious, and I don't want to wait for later opportunities. So what do you say if I don't have the materials?" said the black-clothed old man, the black-faced god.
"Then what can you give, it's impossible to take it for nothing." Qin Ruo said with a smile.
"I owe you a favor, and I can do things for you in the future. My reputation as a black-faced god is not very good, but I always say one is one and two is two. Of course, you can't let me do what I can't accomplish." The black-faced god said.
"What is it that can't be done? In the future, if I ask you to do something, but you say it's impossible, who should I go to?" Qin Ruo looked at the black-faced god and asked.