Chapter 46 Must Be His Destined Disciple
The governor of Yingzhou dared not let Master Minglu bring him medicine. He was so frightened that his legs were shaking. He quickly asked the servant who was feeding the baby spoon in his house to send the medicine away.
As a result, Master Minglu was in high spirits and insisted on going to Quzhou. The governor of Yingzhou could only accompany him carefully with his disappointing eldest son, trying his best to serve the master well and let him take time to give him some advice.
After a week of peace and tranquility, Fu Ning arrived at the courtyard of the Cultivation Society as promised, and the courtyard was already full of people.
Sun Huchang quickly got in front of her and squeezed in while shouting, "Sister Fu is here, everyone make way!"
His loud voice immediately attracted everyone's attention, and those who were blocking the way in front of him consciously made way for Fu Ning.
Fu Ning entered the open space surrounded by the crowd and saw Shen Qingning and Yan Qu standing on the steps to the left of Mr. Zhou, and Yu Chunyuan and his lackeys standing on the right.
There were two alchemy furnaces in front of them. Next to one of the furnaces stood an ordinary-looking cultivator. He was indeed in the consecration period, but he was in the late stage.
Fu Ning curled his lips, this alchemy venue was too bad.
The system said, "Boss, Yu Chunyuan is really playing tricks on you. The pills made by the same level of cultivation in the early and late stages are one level different. It seems that he wants to embarrass you in terms of quality."
Fu Ning laughed in his heart, "This idiot should have more than this, let's wait and see."
Yu Chunyuan said, "Miss Fu, you are finally here. This is Monk Tian Ke from Yongzhou."
Tian Ke bowed to Fu Ning, but Fu Ning just glanced at him and said, "Hurry up and compete."
"Okay, since Miss Fu is so impatient, we can't delay any longer. I will host this match, and Elder Zhou and Brother Yan will be the referees. Do you have any objections?"
Everyone nodded, and Yu Chunyuan continued, "The question requires you two to use the same materials to refine a fifth-grade Soul Gathering Pill within one hour, and everyone will judge it together. Elder Zhou and Brother Yan Qu will each have ten votes, and the rest of you can cast one vote each."
At first glance, this rule seems to favor Fu Ning. After all, almost no one present knows Tian Ke, but they all know Fu Ning, so she has a natural advantage.
Someone nodded and said, "Yes, that's fair."
The system whispered, "What's fair? Alchemists in the early stages of their careers can only refine fourth-grade pills, but he asked us to refine fifth-grade pills right away. We can't raise any objections. If we did, we would definitely be looked down upon by these people. But luckily, you concealed your shortcomings, otherwise he would have really screwed us."
Fu Ning had no objection. Even if she was in the initial stage of enlightenment, she could still refine fifth-grade elixirs.
Yu Chunyuan listened to the feedback from below and said proudly: "Then - the competition officially begins."
Two young monks came in with a tray and showed it to Old Zhou and Yan Qu first. After they had finished looking at it, they placed it on the low table next to their alchemy furnace.
Time was running out, so Tian Ke immediately picked up the herbs and started grinding them.
Fu Ning placed his hands on several raw materials, feeling them quietly.
"What do you think, sir? Have these herbs been tampered with?"
Fu Ning shook his head, "No."
She put her hand on the alchemy furnace again, touched it carefully, and said to the system: "It turns out that there is a problem with the alchemy furnace. There is a small crack at the bottom.
The system asked: "Is it serious?"
"Of course." Fu Ning said, "The most important thing in alchemy is the control of the temperature and spiritual power. This crack is like an ant's blood in a thousand-mile embankment. If the alchemy furnace cannot retain spiritual power, it will be difficult to form an elixir."
"Then we must request a replacement alchemy furnace."
"No need." Fu Ning walked to the willow tree in the yard under everyone's gaze and asked, "Do you have a shovel?"
The young monk said: "Yes, there is, but..."
Yu Chunyuan didn't know what tricks she was going to play, so he said, "Miss Fu, the rules of the competition do not allow for adding more materials."
Fu Ning pointed to the ground and said, "There is a crack at the bottom of my alchemy furnace. Can't I dig some soil to fill it up?"
Yu Chunyuan's face turned pale. He didn't expect that such a small crack could be discovered by this woman so quickly. He pretended to be surprised and said, "This alchemy furnace was prepared by the Cultivation Association. How could there be a crack?"
"If you don't believe me, you can check it out for yourself."
Yan Qu stepped forward and said, "Let me take a look."
The crowd began to whisper, and even Tian Ke was distracted and looked at Fu Ning's alchemy furnace.
After a moment, Yan said: "There is indeed a crack."
"Perhaps it has been left for too long." Yu Chunyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Are there any other alchemy furnaces for Miss Fu to use?"
A cultivator said, "In our cultivation society, only these two alchemy furnaces are the same."
"It's okay," the young monk standing next to Fu Ning had already brought a shovel. Fu Ning scooped a spoonful of soil, opened the lid of the alchemy furnace and poured it in, spreading it evenly on the bottom. "I can fill it myself."
Sun Huchang said dissatisfiedly: "This is unfair. This problematic alchemy furnace has delayed Sister Fu for so much time. Shouldn't it be compensated?"
Zhou Laodao: "We should give Xiaofu half an incense stick of time."
Someone said, "If the quality of the pills they refine is similar, I will definitely vote for Miss Fu."
"Me too." Several people immediately agreed.
Listening to everyone's discussions, Yu Chunyuan was so angry that his teeth were itching. He had spent so much time and effort to do this, but he actually ended up canvassing votes for this woman!
He remembered that he had a backup plan and turned his anger into a cold snort. They would definitely not be able to refine pills of similar quality.
Fu Ning confirmed again that there were no problems with the herbs and the alchemy furnace before he started refining the medicine. Tian Ke had already placed the herbs in the alchemy furnace and lit the fire.
There was a medicine pounding pot prepared by the Cultivation Association on the low table, but Fu Ning did not intend to use it. She picked up the herbs and tore them into small pieces along the veins with her bare hands.
Brother Wang, who had been left freezing all night by Fu Ning's stripping of his pants, laughed loudly, "What is that woman doing? Is she picking vegetables? If you want to cook, go home and do it."
Several of his younger brothers laughed along, but Fu Ning turned a deaf ear to them and carefully cut the different herbs into small pieces using different methods, lit a fire, put the herbs into the alchemy furnace, and closed the lid.
An hour had passed at this time, and Yu Chunyuan could not help but smile. This stupid woman had taken so long to prepare that she had no time to refine the elixir. His people were bound to win.
Fu Ning released most of his spiritual energy to flow in the alchemy furnace, feeling the slightest changes in the herbs in the furnace.
She used to use a heavenly-grade alchemy furnace, which was able to gather spiritual energy by itself and did not require much energy consumption. Now that she had switched to an ordinary alchemy furnace, she had to go all out if she wanted to win beautifully.
Under the light of the fire, the beads of sweat on her forehead were particularly eye-catching. Compared with Tian Ke's indifferent expression, someone said, "Look at the sweat on Miss Fu's forehead. Brother Tian is more relaxed."
"She can't be in a hurry because she can't refine it."
"It's possible."
Sun Huchang looked at Fu Ning nervously. If the competition had not allowed it, he would have wanted to run over and wipe Fu Ning's sweat.
With half an incense stick of time left, Tian Ke's alchemy furnace made a "boom" sound. He put out the fire and opened the lid. The monks surrounding him immediately felt the spiritual energy coming towards them.
Someone couldn't help but sniff it carefully, "What a nice smell."
"Looking at the richness of this spiritual energy, I'm afraid that Monk Tian has refined more than just a fifth-grade elixir, right?"
"What he refined is the sixth-grade Guling Pill." Someone came to the front row and said with certainty.
The people around him looked sideways and saw a young man in his thirties with a beard. He didn't have any spiritual power at all. They had never seen him before and couldn't help but say, "You are not even a cultivator. How can you judge the quality of the elixir without even seeing it?"
The young man smiled and said, "Intuition, haha."
Yan Qu and Shen Qingning heard the familiar voice and looked towards the crowd, shouting at the same time: "Master..."
"bright……"
This person was none other than Wang Minglu. When he saw his little apprentice and the daughter of the Shen family, he quickly made a gesture to keep quiet. He had finally gotten rid of the Yingzhou Jiedushi and didn't want to attract any more annoying "flies".
A young monk came forward with a pair of long pliers, carefully picked out the pill made by Tian Ke, put it into a wooden box, showed it to the onlookers, and then handed it to Mr. Zhou.
Elder Zhou carefully examined the pill, then handed it to Yan Qu to look at. After a few discussions, the two announced, "Young friend Tian has refined a high-quality sixth-grade Qi-solidifying pill."
There was an uproar below, "Brother Tian is only in the Kaiguang period, but he can actually refine a sixth-grade elixir. Isn't this beyond most Kaiguang period alchemists?"
"Although I haven't seen many alchemists, I know that they can only refine fifth-grade pills during the opening period. It seems that regardless of whether Miss Fu can refine fifth-grade pills or what the quality of the fifth-grade pills she refines is, Brother Tian will definitely win."
“Unless Miss Fu can also refine a sixth-grade elixir.”
"How is this possible? She is only in the early stages of enlightenment."
Exactly two hours after Yu Chunyuan shouted, Fu Ning's alchemy furnace let out a long cry, and her pill was finished being refined.
However, most people had already concluded that Tian Ke had won, and they had no expectations for her elixir.
Fu Ning opened the alchemy furnace, and there was no sign of spiritual energy overflowing from it. Several people in the front row tried to shrug their noses, but felt nothing.
Someone said disappointedly: "Oh my god, it turns out Miss Fu really doesn't know how to make an elixir."
Brother Wang seized the opportunity and said loudly, "This woman has been pretending for a long time, but in the end she is nothing. It's really a waste of our time. Can she not even make a Dan?"
Sun Huchang wanted to retort, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.
Even Mr. Zhou and Yan Qu frowned slightly.
Only Wang Minglu's face showed no change. The quality of the elixir does not depend on how much spiritual energy overflows, but on how much spiritual energy it contains can be converted into use by the human body.
This little girl was either really pretending to be clueless, or the quality of her elixir was much higher than the previous one.
He narrowed his eyes in anticipation.
A young monk picked up a pair of pliers and casually took out a brown pill, put it in a wooden box, and showed it to everyone as usual. Almost everyone expressed disappointment, as this pill was too ordinary.
Brother Wang stretched his neck and laughed, "You don't even have this rank."
"That's right, I think he's just a piece of dirt." His younger brother echoed, "If you don't have the ability, don't show up."
Only Wang Minglu widened his eyes, breathing rapidly, and blurted out: "This is an eighth-grade nourishing spirit pill!"
Is he seeing things? This, this is absolutely impossible!
He looked at the girl with eyes full of interest, and the girl looked at him with excitement.
Wang Minglu thought, this must be his destined disciple!
He unexpectedly discovered such a good alchemy talent by accident. This trip to Quzhou was not in vain. He must bring her back to the fairy mountain so that his alchemy skills will be carried forward in the future!
The people next to Wang Minglu heard what he said and laughed, "You should have a limit to your blind guessing. Can this be an eighth-grade product?"
Wang Minglu ignored him.
Yu Chunyuan glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Anyone who randomly guesses the results and disrupts the game will be asked to leave."
Seeing how disrespectful he was, Yan Qu and Shen Qingning wanted to say something, but were glared back by Wang Minglu.
The young monk walked around and gave the pills to Old Zhou and Yan Qu.
Yu Chunyuan only glanced at the pill, and it was indeed no different from the mud pill. A smug smile was already on his face. "Now the result is obvious. I think there is no need to vote. The winner is Tian..."
Mr. Zhou shouted, “Wait!”
Yu Chunyuan showed an impatient look and frowned, "Do you have anything else to add?"
Elder Zhou showed a look of delight, and announced loudly to everyone: "Xiao Fu has indeed refined an eighth-grade soul-nourishing pill!"
The originally noisy cultivation world would instantly fall into an eerie silence.
After a few breaths, exclamations broke out from the crowd.
Yu Chunyuan shouted in disbelief: "Eighth-grade Soul-Nourishing Pill? How is that possible!"
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Yu Chunyuan, dangerous
What were Fu Jie and Wang Minglu thinking during the few seconds they stared at each other?
Wang Minglu: This is my destined little disciple!
Sister Fu: How did my little disciple end up in the human world?
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