Chapter 45 My Master is brilliantly talented and supremely wise

Finally, Xiao Baidao casually offered Feng Xi a few mild words of advice, the gist of which was: although your intentions are good, you shouldn't practice alchemy anymore.

After he left, Jun Wen said sourly, "Junior Sister, Master is far too biased!"

Feng Xi chuckled. "Master is just showing tough love because he holds great expectations for you, which is why he's so strict with you. I'm different. Master thinks I'm a little good-for-nothing, so naturally he pampers and spoils me."

Jun Wen instantly perked up!

As expected, I am truly the apple of Master's eye!

Just as he was feeling thoroughly pleased with himself, he heard Feng Xi say, "Fifth Senior Brother, come with me to the back mountain! If I practice alchemy there, I shouldn't affect anyone else."

Jun Wen: "…Junior Sister, let's forget about it!"

Other people's alchemy cost money, but Junior Sister's alchemy cost lives!

Unfortunately, he couldn't win against Feng Xi and still followed her to the back mountain.

Feng Xi had learned her lesson this time and released the little black ball before starting.

"If black smoke comes out later, you'd better suck it all up cleanly for me!"

The little black ball: "…"

Are you even speaking human words right now?

Am I, the majestic Spirit of Chaos, supposed to do this kind of chore?

It was unwilling, but… unable to resist, it had no choice but to comply.

Feng Xi brewed dozens of cauldrons in a row, all of which ended in failure.

The little black ball even turned into a little smoke ball!

Every time it spoke, smoke puffed out.

Even Jun Wen felt a bit of pity for the little black ball.

However, he was even more puzzled by another question: why was Junior Sister's spiritual energy so boundless? Even Elder Ji wouldn't be able to brew so many cauldrons in one go!

On second thought, however, he figured it must be because Junior Sister's method was flawed, which consequently consumed much less spiritual energy.

Feng Xi was somewhat annoyed. Every single step had been correct, so why did it fail? Where exactly was the problem?

The little black ball could no longer endure it: "The problem is you don't have any talent for alchemy! Stop torturing yourself! Once my cultivation recovers, you can just take out the spiritual plants from the secret realm and sell them, and you won't have to worry about money anymore."

Feng Xi didn't want to give up just like that. Relying on mountains might cause them to collapse, and relying on people might cause them to leave; only oneself was truly reliable.

After much deliberation, Feng Xi finally figured out where the discrepancy lay.

She possessed water, fire, and wood spiritual roots, which inherently made her unsuited to be an alchemist, to say nothing of the fact that the three spiritual roots inside her dantian were constantly at odds with one another.

When she channeled her fire spiritual root to practice alchemy, not only did the wood and water spiritual roots refuse to help, but they also actively caused trouble. It would be a miracle if alchemy could succeed under such conditions.

Feng Xi asked the little black ball, "If I were to get rid of my dantian, do you have a Demonic cultivation manual suitable for me?"

"Yes! Of course I do! There are several! Every single one of them is better than your lousy manual!"

Feng Xi nodded. "Fifth Senior Brother, lend me a dagger. I want to slice open my abdomen myself and pluck out my dantian to use as a stepping stone!"

Jun Wen: "…"

However, seeing Feng Xi exchanging a meaningful look with him, he trembling fished out a dagger and handed it to Feng Xi.

Feng Xi gestured over the area of her dantian, then told Jun Wen to turn around, lifted her clothes, and made a cut. Instantly, blood stained her abdomen red.

The little black ball was utterly terrified out of its wits!

It had thought Feng Xi was merely scaring the three bastard roots inside her dantian, but she was actually going through with it for real!

The three spiritual roots were also scared witless and "knelt" inside the dantian.

Feng Xi faintly sensed them begging for mercy and sneered:

"This is your last chance. If you dare pull any more little stunts, I can do perfectly fine without this dantian!"

The three spiritual roots frantically "nodded".

Only then did Feng Xi take out hemostatic powder and sprinkle it over the wound, swallowing a hemostatic pill as well.

Since she was going to put on a show, she naturally had to invest real blood; if she couldn't even fool herself, how could she fool others?!

The little black ball shrank its already practically non-existent neck. Too terrifying!

It scared the ball to death!

When this stinky girl went crazy, she was even more like a demon than the Demonic race itself.

I had better watch my step from now on, or if I provoke her into a rage, she is capable of doing literally anything.

Having tended to her wound, Feng Xi finally told Jun Wen to turn back around.

When Jun Wen saw the blood on the dagger, his face turned pale with fright!

"Junior Sister, you, you..."

Feng Xi smiled. "Fifth Senior Brother, there are some things I cannot explain to you, but rest assured, I won't do anything foolish, nor will I do anything that harms you or our Master."

Jun Wen inexplicably felt that Junior Sister looked rather sorrowful. For the first time, he felt as though his mouth had been borrowed from someone else, completely unable to find the words to comfort her.

In the end, he performed a little trick for Feng Xi... imitating a monkey climbing a tree.

Feng Xi was amused by him.

She had been an orphan in the modern era. Although she later had several small targets stored in her bank account, she had never experienced what love felt like.

Therefore, she had sponsored many impoverished students.

If she couldn't feel love, then she would let others feel it instead.

However, ever since transmigrating into the book, both Xiao Baidao and Jun Wen had made her feel cared for. Perhaps this was the greatest harvest of her transmigration.

After composing a mental essay in her heart, Feng Xi began to practice alchemy.

Jun Wen originally wanted to stop her, but seeing the little black ball frantically gesturing at him, he had no choice but to shut his mouth.

The little black ball thought to itself: You absolute blockhead!

The female demon is in a bad mood right now; if you displease her, she might just take it out on me.

The humble little black ball now had only one wish: for Feng Xi to successfully brew her pills quickly.

Perhaps its prayer was answered, because this batch of pills didn't leak even a wisp of black smoke, and there was even a faint, lingering fragrance of medicine.

Feng Xi took a deep breath and lifted the lid of the alchemy cauldron.

A bizarre medicinal fragrance hit her face.

Inside the alchemy cauldron lay ten plump pills, each bearing a ring of golden patterns.

Feng Xi frowned. "Fifth Senior Brother, it seems what I've brewed this time is still wrong. The pills Elder Ji brews don't have these strange patterns on them."

Jun Wen's eyes nearly popped out of his head!

"Jun—Junior Sister, th-this is, this is a top-grade medicinal pill!"

Feng Xi had only attended one lecture by Elder Ji and observed one demonstration, so her knowledge of alchemy was extremely sparse.

She only knew that the quality of pills was divided into upper, middle, and lower tiers. Judging by Jun Wen's reaction, there were also top-grade pills?

The little black ball glared at Jun Wen:

"Look at your uncultured appearance!

My master is brilliantly talented and supremely intelligent; isn't it completely normal for her to brew top-grade pills?!"

Jun Wen: "…"

Have you been fumigated out of your wits by the black smoke?!

Otherwise, why would you suddenly become so sycophantic?

The little black ball silently wept two lines of tears internally: I don't want to be like this either!

But the female demon is just too terrifying!

If I don't say something nice, I'm genuinely afraid she'll wreak havoc on me one of these days!