C38 Sense of Belonging
C38 Sense of Belonging
Of course, the person who mocked Xia Ling about his ability to forge pills was immediately overturned by a grade-7 apothecary. Uncle Sun's face turned red from the slap. The other people didn't have many opportunities to see Sun Family Young Master being thwarted, and couldn't help but laugh at him in a small voice while pointing and pointing.
How could Uncle Sun still have the face to stay here? Leaving his family's tier five apothecary to register, he left the mansion furiously.
In fact, this was the result of him having shallow knowledge, speaking without holding back, and mocking others without restraint. This was the result of him shaming himself. But how could the dignified Sun Family's Young Master admit that he was at fault? In his heart, Wu had already started to resent Xia Ling.
If it wasn't for Xia Ling, how could I have been mocked like this! Wu Dingdang hatefully thought in his heart: I must not let him off!
Furthermore... That brat was actually able to create a lost Sixth Class pill at such a young age, which meant that he definitely had a Harmony Pellet recipe! Uncle Sun thought with certainty.
He must have gotten lucky and obtained a pill formula in order to create this kind of pill. Otherwise, even if he wasn't even twenty years old, he wouldn't be qualified to be an acolyte!
This kind of medicinal formula, is naturally better in my Sun Family hands! Uncle Sun Ren sneered and clenched his fists.
On the other side, in the long corridor of the Grand Feast Hall. Lee Weicheng had to stay behind. After all, his job was to appraise pill, he couldn't leave just like Wu Jun.
However, he was no longer as arrogant as before. When Xia Ling walked by, Lee Weicheng lowered his head to his chest, like a quail that was swallowing its anger.
When Lee Weicheng thought about how he had just criticized a pill refiner who could refine Sixth Class, and how this pill refiner was even praised and praised by Master Chen Zhou, he was eager to find a hole to hide in!
He knew that as long as this young alchemist casually spoke a few words to Master Chen Zhou, his years of hard work in One Origin Sect would have been in vain!
However, Xia Ling did not even put such a small fifth-grade apothecary in his heart.
Sword Emperor's life was magnificent, and the number of extraordinary people he had met in his life was unknown. Anyone who could leave a spot in Xia Ling's heart was a person who stood at the peak of his generation. As for Lee Weicheng, he really wasn't qualified.
Xia Ling was currently thinking about what kind of pill he would prepare for the Pill Assembly in a few days.
Initially, he only participated in the Pill Assembly for Xia Yanru's sake. After all, this girl had sent the Cloud Crystal to him as promised, so he had to accept her kindness.
But now, the situation had changed.
That pill furnace, or rather, the Divine Core Iron inside that furnace, he was determined to get it. If this treasure that belonged to him was taken by someone else, it would be the biggest joke in the world.
However, it was not that easy to obtain an excellent victory at a Pill Assembly.
In this era where the path of pill refining was being worn out by the passage of time, Xia Ling's knowledge was beyond the whole world. If Xia Ling had to judge his standard by his grade, then he was obviously a peak Grade Nine Alchemy Master!
However, due to the limitations of his cultivation base, he was unable to fully display the abilities of a Grade Nine Alchemist Master.
Forcefully reaching the level of a Sixth Class alchemist should be the limit.
After all, concocting pills did not follow the pill formula and place the ingredients into the furnace. The most important factors in measuring an apothecary's speed should be his movements, speed, and technique. Many high-end techniques and techniques could not be accomplished by mortals without cultivation. For example, the method of using inner force to control the furnace's temperature was built on Xia Ling's amazing control.
But no matter how strong Sword Emperor was, he couldn't completely cross over the limits of the ninth level of the martial path.
If there were only some Tier 5 pill refiners participating in the Pill Assembly this time, then Xia Ling should be able to perform normally. However, if an alchemist with Sixth Class above that level were to appear, he would need to carefully consider it.
Xia Ling decided to stay in the alchemy lab for the next two days to sort out a way of thinking for the Pill Assembly.
It was already late at night. Xia Ling stood in the pill cultivating room and rubbed his glabella.
The One Origin Sect of the Pill Assembly was extremely rich and powerful. It was said that one only had to apply to be able to take out the corresponding ingredients at the Pill Assembly. It could be said to be extremely considerate. However, Xia Ling couldn't just write out a list of materials. After all, thirty thousand years had passed. Who knew if there were some materials that were lost or extinct?
Xia Ling also had to consider the change in the name of the material caused by the change in era, in order to avoid writing a Heavenly Book that no one could understand. This made him spend the whole day reading the alchemy manuals of this era.
Even though Sword Emperor's mental energy was different from ordinary people's, it still made him feel a little tired.
"It's too late, why aren't you resting? "Don't be too tired." At this moment, a soft female voice sounded from behind him.
Xia Yanru held an orange lantern and smiled faintly as she stood behind the youth. She wore a moon-white dress, her skin was creamy, and her cheeks were slightly red. The thick dress was like countless soft feathers, gently hugging the girl's slim body, making her look even more charming.
"No worries." Xia Ling also stopped what he was doing and stood up, "Since I have promised Second Miss, I will definitely do my best in this Pill Assembly. "What's more …"
He did not bother to conceal his true feelings as he said honestly, "I am really determined to get that bronze pill furnace. For Xia Family to be able to provide such a place for me to prepare, I owe you all a favor. "
If it was 30,000 years ago, any cultivator that heard Xia Ling's words would probably go wild with joy. This was a favor to Eternal Sword Emperor!
However, a trace of a bitter smile was revealed on Xia Yanru's smooth and white face.
Since he clearly distinguished himself and his Xia Family, this meant that he did not have the slightest sense of belonging to this family.
It had been so long, the girl had already scouted all the information on Xia Ling. She was very clear that when Xia Ling needed the family the most, Xia Family played a very unimpressive role.
He was clearly a child of the family, but after his parents died, he did not receive any compensation. Not only that, but he also had to take back the shop that was the backbone of Xia Ling's life. More importantly, Xia Xiong, as the family manager, actually wanted to snatch Xia Ling's sister!
After Xia Yanru found out about this, she was instantly enraged and immediately lashed out with eighty big sticks, stripping all of Xia Xiong's possessions out of the Xia Family. However, the girl was still very clear that with these matters plaguing Xia Ling's heart, how could he easily accept this family?
Actually, Second Miss was wrong. Although Xia Ling did not accept this family, it had nothing to do with those small matters. In those days, Sword Emperor had such a broad range of vision, why would he put his heart in a small Ningnan City?
Not to mention Xia Family.