Shuoha

"Origin Returning Grass, Qi Sensing Fruit, Primordial Wood Vine..."

When Su Luo took out the first herb and tossed it into the medicine cauldron, Guni did not feel much. But as more and more herbs entered the cauldron, Guni gradually realized what pill Su Luo was refining.

"What is it, Uncle Guni?" Ya Fei looked at Guni with her beautiful eyes. This was the first time she had seen shock on the face of the Alchemist beside her.

Guni's cultivation as a Dou Master and his status as a first-grade Alchemist would each have made him an honored figure in Wutan City. Especially his identity as an Alchemist—even the three great families of Wutan City would not dare offend one. Ya Fei could only call him Uncle Guni because she was from the Miter Family.

"Miss, he is currently refining a Second-grade Pill—the Qi Sensing Pill."

"What!" Ya Fei's pupils contracted as she stared at Su Luo in disbelief.

Soul Power on the Dou Qi Continent had a ripening effect. Thus, although Su Luo was not yet twelve years old, he had already grown to nearly 1.7 meters tall.

Yet despite being nearly 1.7 meters tall, his childish face still revealed that he was very young. By Ya Fei's estimate, Su Luo could not have been older than fifteen.

"A fifteen-year-old Second-grade Alchemist... Uncle Guni, is that possible?"

Guni gave a bitter smile and shook his head. "Miss, I also want to say it is impossible. But judging by how effortlessly he handles his Alchemy Skill, this clearly is not his first time refining a Qi Sensing Pill. And he can succeed in a single attempt. I'm afraid he is not far from becoming a Third-grade Alchemist."

"A Third-grade Alchemist!" Ya Fei covered her mouth, afraid that her cry of surprise would disturb Su Luo's alchemy.

"To have Alchemy Skill close to the third grade at fifteen... Uncle Guni, even Elder Gu He of the Misty Cloud Sect never seemed to have achieved something like this, did he?" Ya Fei asked softly at Guni's side.

Guni shook his head. "No. In fact, throughout the entire history of the Gamma Empire, there has never been a genius who became a Second-grade Alchemist at fifteen, much less one nearing the third grade."

"Not even in the entire history of the Gamma Empire?" Ya Fei fixed her beautiful eyes on Su Luo, countless calculations beginning to form in her heart.

Guni had not lied when he said that even High-grade Pills could not save Su Luo's mother. However, the High-grade Pills he spoke of did indeed come with limitations.

For a first-grade Alchemist and a Dou Master, a Fourth-grade Pill was already a High-grade Pill. But for the Mite'er Family, although Fourth-grade Pills were precious, they were hardly a trump card for a faction that possessed not only a Dou Wang, but also a Dou Emperor whose fate remained unknown.

In truth, Fourth-grade Pills were certainly not scarce in the Mite'er Family treasury. Only Fifth-grade Pills could be considered the Mite'er Family's true treasures.

Of course, treasures were called treasures because they were exceptionally precious—so precious that even an Elder of the Miter Family needed layers of approval to use one. They could only be used with the consent of the Patriarch and every Elder.

Only someone at the Patriarch's level could use items from the Mite'er Family treasury without the approval of every Elder. Of course, Hai Bodong was another matter. Many of the Miter Family's High-grade treasures had been brought back by Hai Bodong, the Ice Emperor. As the Miter Family's Supreme Elder, he did not need to discuss his decisions with anyone. Even if everyone opposed him, it would be useless.

Ya Fei, a clanswoman dispatched to Wutan City, naturally had no authority to use such treasures. But lacking the authority to use them did not mean she lacked the authority to come into contact with them. And as long as there was a chance to access them, it was not impossible to bypass the Elder Council and the Family Head.

Still, the risk of taking a treasure out while bypassing the Elder Council and the Family Head was simply too great. If she took it and was later discovered, then even as a direct descendant of the Miter Family, the fury from above might well put her life in danger.

Great families never lacked children, especially children with merely ordinary cultivation talent.

Ya Fei bit her red lip lightly, considering whether she should take the risk and befriend Su Luo.

A person who appeared to be no more than fifteen, yet already had one foot in the ranks of Third-grade Alchemists—she desperately wanted to build a good relationship with him. But if she took one of the Mite'er Family's treasures without the Elder Council's and Patriarch's consent, the risk would be far too great for her. It was no longer something an ordinary clanswoman like her could bear.

As Ya Fei considered whether to gamble, Su Luo's pill refinement gradually reached its final stage.

"Condense!"

With Su Luo's sharp shout, the refined medicinal liquid gradually gathered into the shape of a pill. Furthermore, because Su Luo had fused with his second Soul Ring and become a Soul Grandmaster, his Soul Power had increased considerably. Coupled with the abundant Soul Power of a Soul Grandmaster, the pill he refined this time was no longer an ordinary pellet, but a perfect-grade pill with one Pill Pattern after another appearing across its surface.

After nurturing it with flames for a while, Su Luo removed the pill and handed it to Guni.

When Guni saw the Second-grade Pill bearing Pill Patterns, he began to deeply question his own talent for alchemy.

At his age, he was still only a first-grade Alchemist. Perhaps he would only reach the realm of a Second-grade Alchemist after becoming a Da Dou Shi. Yet Su Luo was already a peak Second-grade Alchemist at this age. Even some Third-grade Alchemists could not guarantee a hundred percent success rate in refining pills with Pill Patterns. This showed that Su Luo had likely already touched the threshold of a Third-grade Alchemist.

"Sigh, young... Master, your talent for alchemy is truly astonishing."

Because of Su Luo's age, Guni had instinctively wanted to call him young friend. But looking at the pill with Pill Patterns in his hand—a pill that even Third-grade Alchemists might not be able to refine with absolute certainty—Guni, who usually prided himself on being an Alchemist, simply could not regard Su Luo as a junior.

Since he found it even harder to call Su Luo senior, he could only address him as Master.

"I didn't refine this pill to hear you talk about that. I know more or less how talented I am in alchemy. Give me time, and I am confident I can raise my Alchemy Skill beyond Gu He's level."

Ya Fei and Guni did not object. Facts spoke louder than words. Once Su Luo had refined a Second-grade Pill at his age, no one would believe that he could not reach the Sixth-grade.

"But what I need now is time—not time to cultivate or practice alchemy, but time to save my mother. I'll make this clear: I need a pill that can save my mother. Whoever can help me obtain one will be my friend forever."

Guni and Ya Fei exchanged a glance. Although no words were written in Ya Fei's eyes, Guni saw two words within them: Shuoha.