Martial arts arena.
The fifteen disciples stood in neat rows.
They had been at the Xuanji Sect for more than half a month, and compared to their previous thin and timid appearance, they were now all confident and poised, showing the initial demeanor of proper sect disciples.
"Master, this is a report on the disciples' cultivation over the past two weeks."
Anping handed over a list.
Xie Feng casually flipped through the book, his eyebrows slightly raised.
" Mo Beichen?"
This name sounds so grand and imposing, it doesn't seem like the style of his Xuanji Sect.
"Sect Leader, it's me."
A little boy below raised his hand.
He was tall and slender, dressed in a silver-white uniform, with bright and piercing eyes, and a face that still looked somewhat childish.
Isn't that a Jiaozi?
Xie Feng still vaguely remembered him.
Anping said that this was the name given to him by Mo Lin.
Xie Feng nodded.
As expected of the crown prince of the Jiao Clan, the name he chose reflects his cultural refinement.
Mo Beichen, nine years old, has reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.
He is also a first-grade Alchemist at the peak of his cultivation, a genius who excels in both alchemy and martial arts.
Let's move on to the next one.
" Cang Shanhu!"
"Arrive!"
A girl with fair skin and tightly pursed lips spoke.
She was petite and stood at the back of the line, seemingly blending into the crowd, but her cool and stubborn demeanor made her impossible to ignore.
Cang Shanhu, nine years old, Foundation Establishment Tenth Stage.
He was the most diligent, hardworking, and strongest among the fifteen disciples.
Xie Feng remembered that her name was Tangbing (Tangbing ).
Coral, okay, that's a refreshing name.
Xie Feng lowered his head and continued looking at the list.
" Haimian!"
" Qingxing!"
Lanzao!
" Xiao Beike!"
???
Why are the names getting increasingly off?
It's as if they've gone to some place and will never return...
He had indeed overestimated Mo Lin.
This guy's knowledge level probably doesn't even extend beyond his own little island!
The names of these Xuanji Sect disciples were mentioned again after they left the cafeteria and entered the Sea Clan...
Looking back now, the name Mo Beichen truly showcased Mo Lin's lifelong aesthetic sense and imagination...
However, it would probably be even more wasteful to let Xie Feng fetch it himself, so let's just make do with what we have.
Lanzao sounds better than Erniu no matter what...
Xie Feng briefly inquired about their cultivation progress, then let Anping lead this group of "sea creatures" to cultivate and study on their own.
" Beichen, you stay."
Xie Feng looked at the intelligent-looking little boy and smiled.
Mo Beichen froze for a moment.
Cold sweat streamed down his forehead.
"Sect Master, I confess! I did steal the oranges that Sister Sushang was feeding Mung Bean this morning! It was also wrong of me to sneak down the mountain yesterday! The day before yesterday, I teased Elder Tun Chen because I was impulsive, but his poison made my hand swell for three days! And the day before that..."
"Cough.
"I've come to you to teach you alchemy."
Xie Feng clenched his fist, held it to his mouth, and coughed.
If we don't interrupt him, this child will definitely confess to wetting his pants when he was three years old.
Mo Beichen immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
It scared him to death.
He thought it was Elder Anping who had filed a complaint.
So the sect leader didn't intend to punish him after all!
etc!
Teach him alchemy?
Mo Beichen's eyes immediately lit up.
That would be exactly what I wanted!
Who is the sect leader? Xie Feng, ranked number one on the Heavenly Ranking! He's someone who can annihilate the Azure Dragon Clan with a single palm strike!
The sect leader's flames are celestial flames!
The sect leader's Pill Cauldron is the Immortal-Slaying Furnace!
The sect leader's fire poker is Beacon Cloud Hook!
Mo Beichen's small body trembled.
I'm so excited!
He was merely a first-grade Alchemist, yet he was so highly regarded by the sect leader, even receiving personal instruction—it was like a dream...
He was flattered and followed Xie Feng into the alchemy room.
Xie Feng taught him the most basic second-grade intermediate Qi-Nourishing Pill. This pill can nourish the body and enhance the control of Spiritual Qi energy, making it an essential item for low-level martial artists.
Mo Beichen is at the Great Perfection of the First Grade. It is difficult, but not too difficult, for him to refine a Second Grade pill across realms.
"When refining Qi-Nourishing Pill, you must concentrate and avoid being impatient. Pay attention to melting the crystalline materials first, and then add the herbal and woody medicinal materials one by one. Control the melting time carefully, and use a high flame throughout the process."
Xie Feng provided a suggested answer.
Full of confidence, Mo Beichen took out his King Grade Pill Cauldron.
King Grade Pill Cauldron are generally reserved for Alchemist of the seventh or eighth rank, and are extremely rare and priceless.
The Xuanji Sect Pill Cauldron, the lowest being the King Grade, so they generously use them on their disciples who are first-grade Alchemist.
Mo Beichen reached into the Pill Cauldron and a raging flame rose up.
The alchemical fire was created by him using spiritual power.
A martial artist at the Foundation Establishment Realm who can use spiritual power to support the operation of the alchemical fire is already quite formidable.
Mo Beichen took out the medicinal herbs again, recalling what Xie Feng had just said, and methodically began to refine them.
He remained calm, displaying the demeanor of a mature Alchemist despite his young age.
This child is teachable.
Xie Feng watched from the side with a smile on his face.
Yellow flames burned fiercely.
Soon all the medicinal herbs were refined, turned into gas, and then precipitated into a mass of blue liquid.
The surface of this blue liquid is as smooth as crystal glutinous rice skin, while the liquid inside is boiling.
It was refined, becoming smaller and rounder, and a fragrant aroma began to emanate from it...
Bang!
A loud bang.
The Pill Cauldron suddenly exploded, scattering sharp fragments everywhere, billowing thick smoke, and leaving the alchemy room in a mess.
Mo Beichen froze as thick smoke and raging flames spread towards them.
"How spectacular..."
His eyes were fixed on something, and he murmured something.
Just as the flames were about to engulf him, Xie Feng picked him up like a chick and carried him away, then waved his sleeve to calm the storm.
Xie Feng frowned.
It wasn't because Mo Beichen exploded the cauldron, but because after the explosion, this kid actually said, "How spectacular!"
This is absolutely life-threatening!
Do you think you're the second senior disciple?
Second senior brother...
In that instant, Xie Feng thought of that proud and unruly figure from his memory.
This guy enjoys explosions. Once, he blew up eighteen cauldrons in one night. The power was so great that eight of the eighteen mountains on the Xuanji Sect were leveled. His master was so angry that he almost beat him to death.
This kid Beichen, you better not go astray!
The cauldron exploded right after I started refining the elixir?
This situation seems to suggest that the student has surpassed the teacher.
"Detonating a cauldron is a very serious matter; how can you describe it as spectacular?"
"You are only a first-grade Alchemist; exploding the cauldron would be extremely dangerous for you!"
"What will you do if the fire cannot be extinguished in time today?"
"It's not wrong for children to aspire to great things, but they must be clear about their own abilities. Only when their abilities match their ambitions can they achieve something. Do you understand?"
Xie Feng said seriously.
For the sake of the remaining assets of the Xuanji Sect, Xie Feng must eradicate this unhealthy practice!
Narrow the path of this second senior brother's "successor" from a young age!
"This disciple knows his mistake."
Go back and practice more until you're proficient before coming back.
"Yes."
Mo Beichen walked away dejectedly.
He also reflected deeply on his journey.
He meticulously reviewed each step of the alchemy process, scrutinizing every detail, even down to every word the sect leader had uttered.
Thinking and thinking...
A refreshing breeze swept through my confused and bewildered mind.
The cool air broke through the fog, like a piece of elm wood suddenly becoming clear.
So that's how it is!
In that instant, Mo Beichen's mind became clear.
Bang!
A muffled thud.
His blood was boiling.
The boundless spiritual energy rapidly condensed and strengthened, and he actually broke through.
Grade Two, Beginner Level!
His eyes shone brightly.
Bang!
The energy of the soul surged forth once more.
Second-grade, intermediate level!