Faced with the fact that he had been stopped,
Ye Shu felt no anger, not even a hint of resentment, because all of this was within his expectations.
Danxia could not possibly allow him to kill Lin Qingxue.
He simply spoke indifferently, “How many breaths are left?”
“What?”
“Ghost Possession.”
Ghost Possession?
What kind of terrible name was that?
Danxia’s lips twitched, but she still responded, “Ten breaths.”
Almost the instant Danxia’s voice fell, Ye Shu’s figure suddenly vanished from the spot.
Just as Lin Qingxue was wondering where he had gone,
Ten breaths later.
Crash—
Yao Beasts, countless low-level Yao Beasts fell from the sky like a rain of monsters, piling up sparsely along the riverbank.
Ye Shu returned to Danxia’s side, a pile of Yao Cores at his feet.
He looked at Danxia and said calmly:
“These are enough for me to use for Alchemy practice.”
Danxia gazed blankly at the youth before her, feeling as if he had become a different person—cold and heartless.
She felt they no longer seemed like Master and disciple who had spent fifteen years together.
It was more like…
strangers.
He hadn’t even…
asked her why she stopped him.
“Why don’t you ask me why I stopped you from killing this girl?”
“If I ask, will you let me kill her?”
“…”
Danxia fell silent.
Ye Shu said no more, silently picking up Lin Qingxue from the ground and carrying her on his back toward the small hut, step by step.
Xiao Bai followed beside him, wanting to approach several times but retreating somewhat timidly.
Seeing her like this, Ye Shu gave her a slight smile.
“Am I very scary?”
“No…
no, I was just…
startled.”
Xiao Bai’s voice was low.
She really had been frightened just now; that murderous gaze…
She had always thought Ye Shu was a careless, heartless fool, but his performance just now…
He was like a complete desperado.
“I’m truly sorry for scaring you.”
Ye Shu casually tossed Lin Qingxue onto the ground, sat himself down on the soft bedding, and opened his arms toward Xiao Bai with a smile.
Looking at those open arms, Xiao Bai hesitated for a moment.
Ultimately, she moved her short little legs and lunged into Ye Shu’s embrace, burying her small head in his chest, her voice carrying a rare sob.
“You…
you scared me to death…
I really thought…
thought you were going to kill someone…
That expression you had just now was so scary, like you’d become a different person…”
Ye Shu gently stroked her back, soothing her small emotions.
He could tell that although his Heavenly Dao claimed to be the Heavenly Dao, her IQ was entirely that of a child.
After a long while, Xiao Bai slowly raised her head and choked out:
“You…
you promise me, you aren’t allowed to be that scary again.
I’m easily frightened, I can’t take it.”
She sniffled, looking pitifully aggrieved.
Hearing this, Ye Shu rubbed her small head and smiled.
“It won’t happen again.”
Entering the door, Danxia froze slightly at the sight.
In her eyes, she could only see Ye Shu stroking empty air and laughing foolishly, looking no different from a schizophrenic madman.
This caused a faint sense of guilt to rise in her heart.
Betrayed by his most beloved Master and then inexplicably hunted down, was the psychological pressure on this child already this great?
It makes sense…
Danxia gave a bitter smile.
To some extent, she and Ye Shu could be considered fellow sufferers.
In the previous life, he betrayed her; in this life, she wanted to kill him.
No matter how many ages she had lived or how many joys and sorrows she had experienced,
The despair of being abandoned by the world was suffocating just to think about.
Let alone for this child who had just turned twenty?
While Danxia was immersed in the past,
Ye Shu had already finished soothing Xiao Bai’s emotions.
He stood up, and as he passed Lin Qingxue, he kicked her as she attempted to crawl toward the door, knocking her unconscious.
He then looked at Danxia, cupped his hands slightly, and showed a smile, saying:
“Please teach me Alchemy, Master.”
Though he smiled, there was no mercy in it.
His tone was respectful, with no faults to be found.
But hearing it made Danxia’s heart feel even more stifled, because just the day before, her disciple was still lying on the grass with a stalk of foxtail grass in his mouth, looking at the starry sky and laughing while bragging.
“Don’t you worry, Master, with my level…”
“A three-year promise?
Three years?
Forget about defeating that Li Qingran from the Li family—one year!
In one year, I’ll be invincible under heaven, and I’ll mold a body for you using sand with one hand.”
“You rascal, is your Master not worth using good Materials for?”
“Using trash Materials to refine the best items—that’s what shows off my skill, right?
As the saying goes, ‘a goose feather from a thousand miles away; the gift is light, but the sentiment is heavy’~”
“You boy, you just won’t give your Master anything good.”
“You’re asking for a beating!”
“Ouch!
Master, I was wrong, don’t hit me, don’t hit me!”
…
“Master?”
“Master?”
“Danxia!”
It wasn’t until Ye Shu let out a loud shout that Danxia broke free from her memories.
She glanced at Ye Shu with a look that was part grievance, part shyness, with seven parts guilt, five parts pain, and three parts of an indescribable resentment…
That single glance made Ye Shu shudder.
His whole body trembled, and he nearly ducked out the door.
Dammit, he actually saw the look of a resentful woman in those phoenix eyes.
Even if it was only a tiny bit, he had truly captured it.
Good grief, this world’s plot has a bit of female-oriented drama mixed in.
After a moment, Danxia composed herself and said calmly:
“Before this, you already memorized the Encyclopedia of Medicinal Pills.
What you lack now are the steps and practice.
For an Alchemist, the most important thing is to have ‘Fire.’ Spiritual Fire is the key to extracting medicinal liquid from spiritual plants and Yao Beasts.
Without fire, there is no Alchemy to speak of.”
She reached out her hand, and a small flame ignited on her fingertip.
“Take out the Pill Furnace.
Since you have just entered cultivation, use your Master’s Netherworld Ice Flame for now.”
Ye Shu nodded and took the Pill Furnace out of his storage ring.
“Do exactly as I say.” Danxia gently came up behind him, extending her illusory hands to hover over Ye Shu’s wrists, guiding his spiritual Qi to flow into the Pill Furnace’s formations at a specific frequency.
The Netherworld Ice Flame truly lived up to its reputation as one of the Exotic Fires.
Materials that usually required hours of simmering were transformed into medicinal liquid in an instant with just a light refinement.
“Your spiritual Qi must be steady and slow.
Most importantly, there can be no fluctuations; you must maintain a singular, strange balance.”
“First, put in the Heart-Clearing Grass…”
Ye Shu held his breath and focused, doing exactly as Danxia instructed.
Before long, Ye Shu gave a low shout.
“Condense!”
Inside the Pill Furnace, two round, translucent, light-green Medicinal Pills emitting a faint fragrance lay quietly.
Although he had succeeded on his first try,
There were only two pills, and they had no Pill Veins.
Ye Shu was clearly somewhat disappointed by this result.
According to the records, the upper limit for a perfect refinement was four pills plus three Pill Veins.
A single Pill Vein could increase the medicinal potency by thirty percent.
But he didn’t have even a single Pill Vein.
Danxia clearly saw Ye Shu’s disappointment.
She gave a soft sigh and rubbed his hair with her illusory hand, comforting him.
“It’s only your first time.
This is already very impressive.”