However, their master always kept a close eye on their studies.
Jiang Wenjing remained silent and continued writing, but his handwriting became increasingly messy, revealing his inner thoughts without any attempt to conceal them.
Jiang Zeqi, the younger brother, didn't notice these details; his brows gradually furrowed.
Master said this was just a simple test, right? Why are the questions so difficult?!
Although they lived in the mountains, and their master often took them to learn about herbs, he really couldn't tell the difference. In his eyes, all the herbs looked pretty much the same.
Jiang Wenjing quickly finished the test and sat down beside Yun Lian to wait.
Jiang Zeqi's hair was almost pulled bald from all the pulling, but he still couldn't finish the last few questions.
Yun Lian felt sorry for him when she saw him hitting her.
"Zeqi, if you don't know how, that's fine, but don't make yourself even dumber."
Upon receiving the order, Jiang Zeqi ran happily to Yun Lian's side like a large husky.
“Master, I really don’t want to learn alchemy. None of those herbs recognize me.”
"Go temper your bodies, I'll come find you two in a bit."
"yes."
Yun Lian, relying on the original owner's memories, corrected the errors effortlessly.
Jiang Wenjing appears cold, but he is meticulous and has excellent control over the proportions of ingredients in medicine making.
Jiang Zeqi, however, prefers to transform himself into a human weapon. He can't do anything that involves finesse, and he can even confuse herbs that look very different.
Because the original owner was expelled from the sect at a young age, his knowledge was limited. He could teach a little about everything, but he was not proficient in anything.
As Yun Lian emerged from the bamboo house, she was greeted by a cascading waterfall. The water was so rapid that the two people at the base of the waterfall were nearly knocked off their feet by the force of the current.
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