I'm Actually a Second-Tier Alchemist Now (Please Recommend, Please Bookmark)

After dinner, the family spent some time chatting affectionately before Xiao Meng dragged Xiao Yan into Xiao Yan's room.

"Give me back the Soul-Nourishing Wood." Xiao Meng kicked the door shut and held out his hand to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan had a headache. That piece of Soul-Nourishing Wood had already been claimed by Yao Lao. Getting it back would be rather difficult.

"Third Brother, could you give me a little more time?" Xiao Yan asked with an awkward smile.

"Give you time, my ass. Hurry up and return it," Xiao Meng snorted.

"But my master won't give it to me." Left with no choice, Xiao Yan sold out Yao Chen.

"Oh? He won't give it back? He's got some nerve."

Xiao Meng sneered, then glanced at Xiao Yan's finger. "Take off the ring and give it to me."

"Third Brother, what are you planning to do?" Xiao Yan's heart trembled, but he still removed the ring and handed it over.

"Old man, are you coming out on your own, or are you coming out on your own?" Xiao Meng shouted.

Xiao Yan's lips twitched.

"Smack!"

When Yao Lao ignored him, Xiao Meng slammed the ring onto the table with one palm. Then he jumped onto the table and shouted, "Old man, if you still don't come out, believe it or not, I'll piss on you?"

"You two really are brothers," Yao Lao nearly coughed up blood. These two bastards kept threatening to piss on him at every turn. Enough was enough.

Xiao Yan: "???"

"Give me back my Soul-Nourishing Wood." Xiao Meng was not surprised in the slightest when he saw the old man, who seemed to be condensed from a mass of mist.

Yao Lao immediately changed his expression. After clearing his throat twice, he said with a light smile, "Little fellow, lend that thing to me a little longer. I'll return it to you in a few days."

"No." Xiao Meng refused without hesitation. If it had not been for this old bastard, how could Xiao Yan have stolen his prize?

Just thinking about it pissed him off.

"Little fellow, I am your younger brother's master. As the saying goes, if not for the monk's sake, then for the Buddha's sake, right?" Yao Chen said with a kindly smile.

"My ass. I don't even care about Xiao Yan's face, so why would I care about some monk's or Buddha's face? Hurry up and return my Soul-Nourishing Wood." Xiao Meng curled his lip.

Xiao Yan: "???"

Yao Lao looked utterly bewildered. What the hell did monks and Buddhas have to do with it? Was that what he meant?

"Little fellow, I can see that your soul power is strong and far beyond ordinary. You are a once-in-ten-thousand-years alchemy genius. Would you be interested in learning alchemy from me?" Yao Lao forced out a gentle smile.

But in Xiao Meng's eyes, that smile made Yao Lao look like a wolf pretending to be harmless, trying to fool him like some naive little rabbit.

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes wildly at the side. His teacher was truly shameless. For the sake of that Soul-Nourishing Wood, he could say anything.

"Old man, it's true that I'm a once-in-ten-thousand-years alchemy genius, but I'm not interested in learning alchemy from you," Xiao Meng said calmly.

Yao Lao: "%￥@￥..."

"Give you an inch and you take a mile. Do you have any shame at all? Alchemy genius, my ass." Yao Lao finally understood why Xiao Yan had become so shameless. Like brother, like brother.

"Old man, what kind of look is that?" Yao Lao's disdainful gaze stung Xiao Meng deeply, reminding him of what had happened at the Temir Auction House today. A second-tier alchemist not believing him was understandable; the man simply lacked discernment. But this old fellow had once been a Venerate-class expert. How could he lack even this much judgment?

Therefore, Xiao Meng felt that Yao Chen was definitely looking down on him. After all, this old fellow had once been a ninth-tier alchemy grandmaster.

"This is a look of admiration. Can't you tell?" Yao Lao said with a smile.

Xiao Meng flew into a rage. This guy was treating him like an idiot. "Hurry up and return my Soul-Nourishing Wood, or I'm not letting this go today."

"Little fellow, don't get angry, don't get angry. We can talk this out properly."

Yao Lao's cheek twitched, but he kept a warm smile on his face. "Lend me that piece of Soul-Nourishing Wood for a while longer, and I'll teach you all my alchemy techniques. You should know that, when it comes to alchemy, there are few people on the entire continent who can compare to me. What do you say?"

Xiao Yan's face darkened. When his teacher became shameless, he truly had no bottom line. He had clearly told him that his Third Brother could not cultivate Dou Qi. Without Dou Qi, how could he refine pills?

"Hmph!"

Xiao Meng snorted. "Since you like bragging about your alchemy so much, I won't pretend anymore. I'll lay my cards on the table."

"I'm actually already a second-tier alchemist."

A second-tier alchemist?

Third Brother was a second-tier alchemist?

Xiao Yan and Yao Lao were both dumbfounded.

"Third Brother, take it easy. Can you stop bragging?" Xiao Yan quickly came to his senses. He really could not stand listening anymore. Xiao Meng did not even have a trace of Dou Qi in his body. There was no way he could become an alchemist.

Xiao Meng was displeased. Who the hell was bragging? He was telling the truth.

So, he took out the pill he had refined and said, "This is the pill I refined."

Looking at the black, lusterless lump in Xiao Meng's hand, Yao Lao almost burst out laughing. This counted as a pill?

"Little fellow, are you sure this is a pill?" Yao Lao was speechless. It did not even possess the most basic medicinal fragrance. It was practically a lump of coal.

Xiao Meng said calmly, "This is a second-tier pill called the Tiger Fiend Pill. Its effect is to increase the combat strength of a Dou Shi-level expert eightfold for a short period."

"Keep bragging!"

"Go on, keep bragging!"

"Keep bragging with a straight face!"

Someone who did not possess even a trace of Dou Qi could refine pills?

If other alchemists heard that, they would definitely spit in your face.

Besides, Yao Lao had heard of thousands of pill formulas, yet he had never heard of any Tiger Fiend Pill. It increased combat strength eightfold? Why not just say that taking it would make someone invincible?

You little bastard, go fool ghosts instead!

"What are those expressions supposed to mean? You don't believe me, do you?" Xiao Meng was furious. Xiao Yan and Yao Lao were looking at him as though he were an idiot. It was unbearable.

"Old man, if you don't believe me, you can inspect it." In truth, Xiao Meng felt a little uncertain. Yao Lao had once been a ninth-tier alchemy grandmaster, so it was impossible for him not to recognize whether the thing in Xiao Meng's hand was a pill. Thus, Yao Lao's expression most likely meant that the object in his hand did not qualify as a pill at all.

But he had indeed refined it according to the Swagger Emperor's alchemy experience. Logically speaking, there should not have been any mistake.

Yao Lao rolled his eyes. Although he was certain that the thing in Xiao Meng's hand could not possibly be a pill, Xiao Meng did not seem to be deliberately showing off. With a sweep of his sleeve, he drew the object from Xiao Meng's hand and examined it carefully.

"Kid, are you deliberately playing tricks on me?" After inspecting it, Yao Lao became even more certain that this was not a pill.

It was simply a pile of spiritual herbs kneaded together. Their medicinal properties had neutralized one another, so this was nothing but a lump of—trash.

"That's impossible. I refined it according to the Swagger Emperor's method. How could it have gone wrong? Did I make some mistake during the refining process?" Xiao Meng frowned tightly. He jumped off the table, opened the door woodenly, and walked out.

The pill he had refined was exactly as described in the Swagger Emperor's memories, so he had never checked whether it was actually a successful product.

"Third Brother, what's wrong? If it isn't a pill, then it isn't a pill. You don't need to be so disappointed. If you need pills, just tell me. I can refine them for you," Xiao Yan said, thinking that Xiao Meng had suffered a blow and was feeling dejected.

"Don't bother me. I have something to do." Xiao Meng strode away, no longer even caring about the Soul-Nourishing Wood. He wanted to hurry back and investigate where he had gone wrong. How could the thing he refined not count as a pill?

"Teacher, is this really not a pill?" Xiao Meng's reaction made Xiao Yan feel that he had not been lying.

Yao Lao glared at him. "Can't your teacher tell whether something is a pill or not?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Lao tossed the pill Xiao Meng had refined onto the table. Because he used too much force, a crack appeared in the pill.

However, at that very moment, Yao Lao's expression changed drastically, and astonishment filled his face.