Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 98: What Grandson Grandson’s

"Haha!"

Hearing Zhao Zhi’s words, Elder Xie laughed heartily, "Those Xuan Stones of mine are just being temporarily kept for the academy."

"But you, as the Great Elder of the Outer Court, shouldn’t you reward such a talented disciple with a few martial techniques..."

"Those martial techniques of mine, never mind whether he’d take a liking to them, I’m too embarrassed to even show them." Zhao Zhi smiled wryly. With his keen sight, he could naturally tell that earlier, when Mo Wangchen sparred with Xiang Fei, the Xuanlong Palm he used had astonishingly reached the Xuan Rank level.

Even as the Great Elder, he had only received one reward of such a high-grade martial technique from the academy over the years.

"Hehe..."

Mo Wangchen chuckled, interrupting their banter, "I am already deeply grateful to the two elders for stepping in earlier, so how dare I ask for your stuff?"

"You, kid, sure are sensible!" Elder Xie nodded, "After today, you’re likely to have thoroughly offended Jun Feng. Since he is a Deacon Elder, it would be easy for him to act against an ordinary disciple. You, kid, better be careful in the future, and if you are in a bind, just approach this old man here."

"What use would coming to me be?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhi couldn’t help but smile wryly, "Although I’m the Great Elder of the Outer Court, Jun Feng is from the Jun Family, and there’s a lot involved. I can’t handle him, but you could subdue him."

Hearing the two start talking again, Mo Wangchen shook his head with a wry smile. Then he cupped his hands and departed from here with the group from Mo Pavilion.

On the square, only Wan Fugui’s loud laughter was heard echoing, "We won! We won! This time I’ve struck it rich!"

"Vice Sect Leader, keep your composure..."

Seeing him act like a madman, many disciples of the Wind Snow Sect couldn’t help but shake their heads and smile wryly, while feeling a bit downhearted because they had almost all bet on Xiang Fei to win. Yet, the result had surprised everyone.

...

Until dusk, in Mo Wangchen’s courtyard, Xue’er had already arrived here. All this time, she had been familiarizing herself with the Alchemy Dao knowledge Mo Wangchen had given her, and now she had memorized almost all of it.

"Xue’er, from now on, I will teach you alchemy."

After entering the room, Mo Wangchen took out a Pill Furnace and said.

"Are we going to start alchemy now?" Xue’er looked surprised, thinking it was a bit too soon.

Mo Wangchen smiled, "I have some medicinal herbs here, which you can use to try refining some One-Grade Pills. With me guiding you, there won’t be any problems."

Under Mo Wangchen’s urging, Xue’er, though incredulous, still sat cross-legged in front of the Pill Furnace.

"First, focus your attention, release your perception."

Mo Wangchen guided her from the side. To become an alchemist, the first step, besides having a thorough understanding of medicinal properties, was to skillfully control your perception.

Because the source of Alchemy Fire was related to perception!

Until late at night, under Mo Wangchen’s meticulous guidance, Xue’er finally condensed her perception into Alchemy Fire, which, like most alchemists, was nothing more than ordinary Warm Fire.

Considering Mo Wangchen’s Cold Fire was quite rare, he was not surprised by this.

After a night, under Mo Wangchen’s guidance, Xue’er spent the whole night engaged in alchemy. Although Mo Wangchen explained many things she didn’t quite understand, she firmly kept them in her heart.

That night, Xue’er attempted refining seven or eight times, as there were only so many herbs Mo Wangchen had.

Unfortunately, all eight attempts ended in failure!

Yet, Xue’er was not discouraged, as it was her first time, and after all, she had only recently started engaging with the Alchemy Dao.

Moreover, according to Mo Wangchen, accomplishing this much was already quite impressive. Compared to most newcomers just stepping into the world of alchemy, Xue’er was much better than them.

Because Mo Wangchen knew that some people, to condense perception into Alchemy Fire, could take as few as two or three days or as long as a month!

After Xue’er left, Mo Wangchen told her to buy some herbs the next time she came, and then, he himself went to the Artifact Refining Tower to cultivate.

By the time he reached the square where the Artifact Refining Tower was located, many disciples were gathered there, and numerous people were discussing matters related to him.

"Yesterday, Mo Wangchen fought Xiang Fei, and to everyone’s surprise, Mo Wangchen won. It’s unbelievable."

"Yes! Who would have thought that a disciple who had just joined the academy not long ago could defeat a veteran expert from the strong-ranking list?"

"Alas, I bet six Xuan Stones on Xiang Fei, which I saved up over three months, thinking it was a safe bet, and unexpectedly lost so easily..."

"The Mo Pavilion disciples probably made a fortune. Previously, they were betting on Mo Wangchen like crazy, one after another, with a tenfold payout. It’s just delightful..."

Hearing the discussions around him, Mo Wangchen realized that he had also asked Niu Feng to place a bet with five hundred Xuan Stones.

At ten times the payout, wouldn’t that be five thousand Xuan Stones!

That’s a huge sum!

I wonder if Niu Feng has collected it.

Given the previous scene, Mo Wangchen didn’t find it hard to deduce that the participants in the betting numbered at least several hundred to nearly a thousand, right?

And most people bet on Xiang Fei to win.

If one person bet ten, then a thousand people would amount to tens of thousands of Xuan Stones, not to mention that people initially didn’t have high hopes for him, and some disciples with plenty of Xuan Stones surely bet more than ten!

Even after paying out those who bet on him, the person who set up the betting pool probably also made a fortune!

Soon after, Mo Wangchen shook his head, cast aside these concerns, and was about to walk into the Artifact Refining Tower, when someone suddenly approached him from the side. It was a slightly plump man, who was looking at Mo Wangchen with a face full of smiles.

"Who are you?"

Mo Wangchen was momentarily stunned and asked.

"Haha, my name is Wan Fugui, have you heard of it?" The slightly plump man was none other than the Wan Family’s second young master, Wan Fugui.

He was also the one who set up the betting pool!

Yesterday, after those sparkling Xuan Stones entered the account, Wan Fugui was too excited to sleep all night.

"Oh?"

Hearing his words, Mo Wangchen was taken aback, "Senior Wan’s grandson, huh..."

"No ’grandson,’ we’re all fellow disciples from Yun Chu Academy, just call me Senior Brother Wan from now on!" Wan Fugui puckered his lips. Though unaware of the reason, he was clear that Mo Wangchen knew his grandfather.

Moreover, last night, someone from the Wan Family delivered an item, saying it was something his grandfather wanted to give Mo Wangchen. Even though Wan Fugui didn’t understand why, he arrived with the storage bag in front of Mo Wangchen.

He had also learned from a Wan Family member that his grandfather’s health had noticeably improved in recent days, and the Fire Poison in his body seemed to have been suppressed.