Yet Zhong Ruyi had only learned a little of the Wind Fiend Pill Refinement Method as a child. He'd scraped together a pile of mismatched spirit plants, and somehow, he'd actually managed to refine a Wind Fiend Pill.
Back when Xu Yi had refined the Wind Fiend Pill, he'd given Li Ping a heads-up. At the time, Li Ping had thought it was all pointless fiddling, and he'd been happy to let Xu Yi fiddle away, generously approving the No. Bingsi Alchemy Room for him. But he'd never imagined Xu Yi would actually pull it off. Even watching it happen felt like a dream.
"Since you managed to refine the Wind Fiend Pill, why spread rumors everywhere and use my name? Were you trying to frame me?" Li Ping suddenly turned around and barked angrily.
Xu Yi plastered an expression of extreme fear across his face and stammered, "Grand Alchemist, please hear me out. I never meant to frame you. It's just that I'm of humble status and have little influence. I barely managed to refine this Wind Fiend Pill, and I wanted to trade it for resources so I could keep refining. But I was afraid someone might covet it, so I had no choice but to borrow your name. It was entirely out of self-interest. I'll accept whatever punishment you see fit."
Li Ping snapped, "For this alone, I could send you to the Punishment Hall, and no one could say a word against it. But I truly can't bear to waste a talent like yours. Very well, I'll take the blame for you. But remember this: keep your mouth shut. Whoever asks, just pin it all on me." Was being able to refine the Wind Fiend Pill really a bad name to have? Of course not!
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