Yan Qingran snorted and rubbed his belly: "Where is my precious daughter?"
Mo Yong was silent for a moment: "The news came yesterday afternoon that Ruoruo has gone missing. I led troops to the Demon Realm to look for her, but the Demon Lord never revealed Ruoruo's whereabouts until his death. Now the only thing I can be sure of is that Ruoruo is not in danger."
"No danger? Mo Yong! Are you talking like a cat? No danger doesn't mean you won't be wronged or deceived! My baby is not even five years old! And you've already lost my baby?" Yan Qingran angrily plucked several hairs from Mo Yong's body.
Mo Yong struggled to his feet: "I sent people to search, and immediately ordered Lingxi to send more men. The situation in the Six Realms is tense right now. I still have to..."
Halfway through the conversation, Yan Qingran shoved him aside and took out the Divine Lord Seal from his space: "I want both kittens and old cats. I'll go find Ruoruo. You go into seclusion. I'll play with the Immortal Realm for a few days and I won't be able to mess up your business! Let me tell you, if you dare to die, I'll immediately take the Divine Lord Seal and usurp the throne, and then take eighty or ninety male concubines! I'll make Ruoruo call them father."
Her words were harsh, but her actions were gentle. Mo Yong licked her palm and said, "I will not give you that chance. Lingxi is loyal. If you need anything, just tell him to do it."
Ruoruo has a deep connection with Kunlun Ruins. As long as Kunlun Ruins is safe, Ruoruo will be fine. My adopted son, Mo Wuyu, is probably undergoing reincarnation tribulation; I'll leave him in your care as well.”
"I'm only a little over two hundred years old, and I already have a son who's over five hundred. I thought I was living the life of a female protagonist in a fantasy novel, but it turns out I'm living the life of a stepmother in a wealthy family." Yan Qingran muttered a few words and sent Mo Yong into seclusion.
The two parted ways as soon as they met, feeling reluctant but helpless.
Yan Qing took the Divine Lord Seal and went out to summon Lingxi. After understanding the current situation, she ordered, "Gather as many people as possible to find Ruoruo's whereabouts. Have Siming take the Destiny Star Lord to guard the Wheel of Fate and find Mo Wuyu's reincarnation. You will handle this personally and do not let the news leak out."
Mo Wuyu's soul and spirit are currently weak from the tribulation, and if someone with ulterior motives finds out, his life will be in danger.
"Yes." Lingxi accepted the order and left.
Qingxing announced her seclusion in the Demon Palace, and because of the continuous thunder tribulations in the sky, the demon kings were wary and no one dared to provoke her.
While he was cultivating outside Ruoruo's alchemy room, he was also keeping an eye on news from all walks of life.
The Immortal Realm is now under the rule of the Empress. Holding the Divine Lord's Seal, she has offered a large reward for the Empress's daughter, Yan Ruoruo, and has reorganized the Immortal Realm's military forces and suppressed various races. For a time, the Immortal Realm has been stabilized.
Meanwhile, the demon realm descended into chaos, with the city lords of various demon cities each choosing a member of the royal bloodline, vying for control of the capital city.
Now, a four-way power struggle has almost formed, with Zi Manqing relying on the Soul Devouring Tower and taking over the powerful Lin family of the Demon Realm, thus becoming a force to be reckoned with.
The underworld also seems to have become involved in the affairs of the demon realm. It is said that the Underworld Lord Youruo has been visiting the four factions many times, still undecided.
The human realm and the immortal realm remained as low-key as ever, as if these two realms did not exist.
Just as Qingxing finished reading the news, the thunderous tribulation that had been rumbling in the sky for two or three months finally stopped.
He composed himself, and with a storage ring full of spiritual food, he knocked on the door: "Your Highness, may I come in?"
"Come in," Ruoruo said weakly, having just finished her cultivation. "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."
She was so focused on alchemy that she completely forgot about eating. When she was really hungry, she would just take pills. So, although she wasn't physically hungry, her mental hunger made her feel like she could devour an entire crane in the Spirit Garden.
A smile appeared in Qingxing's eyes as she pushed open the door and entered.
The little kitten, dragging nine tails, lay listlessly in front of the alchemy furnace, its beautiful head looking at him with teary eyes: "Asakusa..."
Qingxing's fingertips twitched slightly; they were soft and fluffy, and looked like they would be easy to knead.
However, mindful of his current persona as Asakusa, he lowered his head and set up a large table for her, filling it with food: "Your Highness, please eat first. I'll go and clean up your alchemy furnace."
The array patterns on the nearby alchemy furnace were still radiating spiritual energy, indicating that the batch of pills being refined inside had not yet been taken out.
Upon opening the lid, Qingxing looked at the thirty-six pills inside the alchemy furnace, her pupils shrinking slightly.
His fingertips trembled slightly, but he tried his best to keep his voice steady: "Your Highness, there are thirty-six pills here. Did you accidentally mix several batches of pills together?"
Ruoruo Cat's eyes lit up instantly when she heard the question. She swallowed her food and said excitedly, "No, I just finished repairing the pill-making technique! So a full batch of pills should contain thirty-six pills! My strength is only one step away from becoming a Golden Immortal."
Qingxing keenly grasped the key point: "Repair?"
Ruoruo nodded vigorously and gestured with her paw: "I've always found it strange that there are eighty-one pill formulas. Why does Master say that I created a new pill formula, but I feel that this pill formula is very familiar? That's because the pill formulas we are learning now are incomplete."
There should only be one alchemy technique!
She spoke so passionately that she even took human form and demonstrated it to Qingxing again.
Looking at the hand seals that left afterimages, Qingxing's lips twitched, and she couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this pill-making technique a bit complicated?"
"You have to start performing hand seals when you're refining the elixir, and continue until the pill refining is finished. It takes about an incense stick's time to complete the hand seals, so it's not very complicated," Ruoruo said earnestly yet innocently. "It's just a little bit more complicated than others."
No one but you, Yan Ruoruo, could possibly learn this.
Qingxing suddenly understood why there were eighty-one pill formulas.
What Yan Ruoruo said might be true; the complete alchemy formula is indeed this complex, but such a difficult formula probably requires extremely high talent.
Ordinary people simply cannot even get started.
Our ancestors must have broken down this complex alchemy formula into eighty-one simpler formulas, each corresponding to a different system and attribute of elixir, simplifying the alchemy process as much as possible so that everyone could learn a little bit.
However, as time passed, these simple alchemical formulas were passed down, but the original version disappeared.
Now, a woman named Yan Ruoruo, seemingly born from the Dao of Alchemy, has appeared and, without her knowledge, has used her talent to restore the hand seals.
If Ruoruo's cultivation level increases, it should be a gift from Heaven to her for what she has done.
After listening to Qingxing's reasoning, Ruoruo found it quite reasonable and proudly raised her nine tails: "I really am the best alchemist!"
Qingxing's eyes softened considerably. Just as she was about to praise Ruoruo, she heard Ruoruo say, "Why hasn't that demon lord brother arrived yet? I've rested enough now, and I can try to borrow that god's power to refine the golden elixir."
Qingxing was silent for a moment, then forced a smile: "Is Your Highness really sure? This kind of secret method that can draw on the power of the gods sounds extremely difficult. It might not only prevent you from making progress in your cultivation, but it could also be dangerous."
He wasn't being soft-hearted; he just wanted to ascertain the girl's feelings.
Qingxing consoled herself in this way.
If Ruoruo were just a little bit selfish, he could carry out the plan without any reservations.
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