"Become my disciple, be my disciple quickly. I will pass on to you everything I have learned in my life and train you to be the strongest person in the entire continent. Hahahaha." Feng Qingyu said eagerly and excitedly, and later he laughed wildly.
"Not interested." Mu Hanyan refused without hesitation.
Miss Mu felt nervous when she stayed with this wretched fat man for any longer. How could she possibly take him as her master?
What if he wants to teach me how to take advantage of me secretly?
What if he does something to me in the name of caring for the younger generation?
What if he sneaks in while I'm asleep and says he's here to help cover me with the quilt, but actually has ulterior motives?
Mu Hanyan had never seen or heard of such a sanctimonious hypocrite. What's more, this fat man was not a hypocrite. He dared to touch another girl's butt in broad daylight. He almost had the word "dirty" engraved on his forehead.
I guess if I became his disciple, he wouldn't have to act so hypocritically and would just say "If you want to learn, you have to sleep with me first."
"Let me tell you, my alchemy is much more profound and mysterious than what you just saw. As long as you take me as your master, I will teach you everything without reservation." Feng Qingyu said in a gentle and persuasive manner, looking very kind.
Unfortunately, in Mu Hanyan's eyes, the kind fat man in front of her was clearly the kind of wretched uncle who defrauded little girls into looking at goldfish. How could she possibly fall for his trick?
"What's so profound and mysterious? It's just this." Mu Hanyan looked at the dragon-patterned necklace refined by Feng Qingyu and said disdainfully.
It’s not that the dragon necklace refined by Feng Qingyu is not worth mentioning. In fact, putting aside the efficacy of the dragon-patterned necklace itself, just talking about the refining technique, Feng Qingyu is definitely at the master level. Mu Hanyan believes that even the master of the Tianjin Palace and several mentors may not have such alchemy skills as him.
However, Mu Hanyan had already easily learned that technique, and had integrated it into her own practice, adding a bit of insight into the laws from the Star-Falling Sword. She was not necessarily much worse than Feng Qingyu, so she had reason to be proud.
"What do you mean it's just so-so? I'll let you see my real ability." Feng Qingyu said unconvincedly, picked up a few pieces of meteorite gold, and then quickly made hand gestures.
Following the hand gesture, the fire in the alchemy furnace unexpectedly took on a faint purple halo, tightly surrounding the pieces of meteorite gold. At a glance, it was impossible to discern any change.
"The universe is boundless, and the law governs the universe!" Feng Qingyu shouted, and streaks of light and shadow runes flew out, enveloping the purple flame.
Seal? Or formation?
Mu Hanyan looked at this scene in surprise. Such alchemy techniques were not even recorded in the ancient books and notes sent by the Lord of Tianjin Palace.
This wretched fat man really is quite capable. Mu Hanyan cast aside her disdain for Feng Qingyu's character and watched his technique intently, not wanting to miss a single detail.
Buzz! A pleasant humming sound rang out, and the light and shadow runes that looked like seals and formations suddenly disappeared. Only a flash of blue-purple flames appeared, and a glittering golden bracelet appeared before Mu Hanyan's eyes.
"See, this is my real alchemy skill. If you become my disciple, you will be able to learn the most exquisite alchemy technique in the world." Feng Qingyu pointed at the golden bracelet and said to Mu Hanyan with a smug look on his face.
"It's just a bracelet, what's so great about it?" Mu Hanyan said disapprovingly.
This bracelet looks exquisite, but after looking at it from left to right, Mu Hanyan couldn't see anything special about it.
"Hmph, why don't you try to chop it with your sword?" Feng Qingyu snorted.
Mu Hanyan drew out the Hanxiao Sword and slashed out with one strike.
"Boom" a golden light flashed, the sword edge was swept aside, and there was not even a scratch left on the exquisite bracelet.
"Huh!" Mu Hanyan was surprised.
Although she did not use her full strength, with her current level of cultivation, even a random sword strike would not be too weak, yet she failed to cause any damage to the bracelet.
Although the defense of this bracelet is far inferior to that of Cang Xuan Yunsha, it is obviously much stronger than ordinary alchemical artifacts.
The most crucial thing is that Cang Xuan Yun Sha is the life's work of Master Pang Dezong, and Fatty Feng spent no more than a quarter of an hour to refine this bracelet, yet it has such a powerful defense, which really makes Mu Hanyan feel incredible.
"This is called a magic weapon. It is completely different from ordinary alchemical tools. Not everyone can make it." Finally, he saw surprise on Mu Hanyan's face, and the fat man's vanity was rarely satisfied.
"This is the magic weapon!" Mu Hanyan was shocked.
Although the ancient alchemy books and notes sent by the Lord of Tianjin Palace did not record Feng Qingyu's miraculous alchemy skills, they did record about magic tools.
So-called magical instruments are actually alchemical artifacts that have been imbued with the laws of heaven and earth. In fact, the fundamentals of alchemy are also the laws of heaven and earth. All alchemical artifacts actually contain the principles of the laws. However, magical instruments not only contain the laws of heaven and earth, but can also directly borrow the laws of heaven and earth, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, thereby significantly improving attack or defense.
This is somewhat similar to a so-called divine weapon, but a divine weapon must possess spirituality to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, whereas the requirements for a magical weapon are much lower; it only requires incorporating a comprehension of the laws during its refinement. It was precisely for this reason that Pang Dezong's master never managed to forge a true divine weapon throughout his life, leaving Cang Xuanyun Cang at best a semi-divine weapon. Yet, this fat man before him had forged a magical weapon in just a quarter of an hour.
Even though the defense of this bracelet is far inferior to that of Cang Xuan Yunsha, and perhaps it has some flaws that Mu Hanyan is not clear about, it is more practical. After all, even the top alchemy masters can only refine one or even half a magic weapon in their entire lives. Not everyone is qualified to own it. The threshold of this magic weapon is much lower. Even if its offense and defense are slightly weaker, it is enough to attract many practitioners.
"How about this? As long as you take me as your master, I will teach you the method of refining this magic weapon." Feng Qingyu continued to persuade him patiently.
Not to mention, Mu Hanyan was actually a little moved. If Feng Qingyu restrained his smile and put on his dignified look like a mountain god in the temple, maybe Miss Mu would think about it carefully.
Unfortunately, when Mu Hanyan saw the fat man's obscene smile as he took the little girl to see the goldfish, she became very wary, and her slightly wavering heart immediately became firm again.
"It's just a magic weapon. I thought it was so great." Mu Hanyan said arrogantly. He also picked up a few pieces of meteorite gold and made hand gestures.
It’s just the fusion law. Since Feng Qingyu can do it, why can’t she?
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