Alchemy Notes

At night, in a palace within the Imperial Palace, members of the royal family and the Ye Clan were celebrating the birthdays of the two little birthday stars. This was a private banquet, so not many guests had been invited, but every person present was a heavyweight figure of the empire.

Yes, heavyweights. A casual movement from any one of them could make the entire empire tremble for a while.

As in previous years, the little Prodigal Son began his prodigal ways at the banquet. Together with the Seventh Princess and Tiger Girl, he set off "fireworks" in the square—his fireworks.

Suddenly, eight fire dragons appeared above the square and danced skyward, illuminating the heavens and earth nearby. The sight of those fire dragons soaring into the sky was extraordinarily magnificent; purely in terms of spectacle, it could be called top-class.

The fire dragons could be seen not only by those near the Imperial Palace, but throughout the entire Imperial City. While many people found them beautiful, they also broke out in a cold sweat.

Those who did not know what was happening thought something had occurred in the Imperial Palace. Why would such fire dragons suddenly appear? Never in their wildest dreams would they have imagined that they were merely someone's fireworks.

"Damn, an eighth-level spell, the Eight Fire Dragon Technique! That Magic Scroll costs at least a hundred thousand gold coins. I'd heard he was a Prodigal Son, but now I see what I heard before was just child's play."

At once, everyone present began chattering away, while Ye Chengtian frowned. He seemed to feel that this had gone too far.

"Huh? Strange, when did we have this?" Tiger Girl, who had taken out the scroll, froze for a moment. She clearly had not expected it to be an eighth-level Magic Scroll.

"I just bought it. It was a fifth-level Fire Dragon Technique scroll, so why did eight dragons appear?" the little Prodigal Son said. Though he was a little lacking in other respects, his memory was photographic.

"Then we got a bargain. We only spent three thousand gold coins on it, but it's useless to say anything now." Tiger Girl sighed. She should have checked it first. Her little Young Master often bought strange and bizarre things; perhaps birds of a feather really did flock together.

"It doesn't matter. It was only meant to be set off for people to watch anyway." The little Prodigal Son did not feel the slightest regret.

"Young Master, your gift..." Seeing how the sudden Eight Fire Dragon Technique had drawn everyone's attention, Tiger Girl took the opportunity to have the little Prodigal Son give his gift.

"Oh, right. Wife, this is the gift I bought for you today. It cost one hundred and eighty thousand gold coins—the most expensive thing I've ever bought." The little Prodigal Son took the item and handed it directly to the Seventh Princess.

One hundred and eighty thousand gold coins. The Ye Clan members' hearts ached. Long Anqi was now considering whether she should cut off that little bastard's source of money for a while, but whenever she saw that little enemy of hers, she could never bring herself to do it.

Forget it. She would just treat it as though she owed him from a previous life and let him be happy.

"What is it?" the Seventh Princess asked with a smile. She felt no resentment whatsoever toward the little Prodigal Son's way of addressing her. If anyone else betrothed to her called her wife, she would certainly be disgusted, yet she felt no disgust at all toward this foolish little fool.

Perhaps it was because she knew that wife was merely a form of address in his mouth, without any other meaning.

At the same time, the Seventh Princess also enjoyed being with the little Prodigal Son, and the two got along very well. She even seemed not to oppose their engagement, which left many people baffled.

Although the Seventh Princess was not the most outstanding among the princesses, she was still a beautiful princess with countless suitors. This was simply too unexpected.

Perhaps it was because she was still young. Maybe things would be different once she grew up. But that was a matter for the future. Right now, she liked that the little Prodigal Son possessed an innocent heart. Being with him brought no worries and none of the scheming and intrigue.

If it had been an ordinary person, when the Seventh Princess asked such a question, he would have said that she would find out once she opened it. He might even have said there would be an unexpected surprise.

But Thirteenth Young Master was no ordinary person. Not only did he answer directly, he even said something he should not have said: "Moon God's Laurel Crown. Tiger Girl said girls would all like it."

Sweat. Wasn't he telling her that if Tiger Girl had not said to buy it, he might never have bought it at all?

The Seventh Princess smiled faintly. After opening it and taking a look, she handed the Moon God's Laurel Crown to Thirteenth Young Master and said, "Since you gave this to me, you can put it on for me."

"Oh..." Thirteenth Young Master answered. He studied the Moon God's Laurel Crown in his hands for a while, then casually placed it atop the Seventh Princess's head. It even looked a little crooked.

The Seventh Princess had expected this outcome, so she adjusted it slightly herself before asking, "Does it look good?"

"Mhm, this sapphire is huge. It looks very nice." Thirteenth Young Master nodded.

"...I'm asking whether I look good," the Seventh Princess said helplessly.

"You look good too. Better than my sister."

"..."

"Ye Lang, what did you just say?!" Ye Lanyu popped out from who knew where and glared at the foolish little Young Master.

"I said she's prettier than you..."

"You still dare say it?!"

"Why wouldn't I dare? She really is prettier than you."

"How is she prettier than me? Look at her—she barely has two ounces of flesh on her chest, and she isn't very tall either..." Ye Lanyu began picking apart the Seventh Princess, though what she said seemed perfectly normal. The girl was only ten and still growing.

The Seventh Princess puffed out her cheeks and glared at Ye Lanyu, lodging a solemn protest against her remarks. "You're not much better. You're three years older than us, but your chest isn't all that big either, and you're not very tall."

"Tiger Girl, is this what they mean by chest?" Thirteenth Young Master asked, pointing at Tiger Girl's breasts.

"Th-this... yes." Tiger Girl's face reddened slightly as she replied awkwardly.

"Mhm, mhm. I saw them when we bathed together. Her chest is only as big as steamed buns..."

"Ye Lang, you little fool..."

Just as Ye Lanyu, Thirteenth Young Master, and the others were bickering without end, while everyone else watched them with smiles, news arrived. The emperor let out a cry that temporarily threw the entire scene into disorder.

"What?! Are you sure this news is true?" The emperor's astonished voice rang across the entire square, drawing everyone's attention away from those little brats and toward him.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" Ye Chengtian asked curiously. He knew the emperor was the sort who remained calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before him. No matter how great the event, he could stay composed and collected. Very few things could make him this shocked.

"News has just arrived that the Alchemy Notes of the Alchemy Master Class have appeared," the emperor said, seemingly having no intention of concealing it.