Watching Ye Zifeng pull out a Golden
Marrow Pill, a hint of excitement
appeared in Ye Xueyi's eyes. She
stared at the pill and was speechless.
Because Ye Zifeng had absorbed most
of the energy from the pill, the level
of the pill had dropped from
profound tier to huang tier. Even
though it was only a Huang Tier pill,
Ye Xueyi still didn't believe what she
was seeing. After all, only a Huang
Tier ranked alchemist could refine
such a pill. How could this dumb
brother of her's refine something like
this? In the entire Leizhou City, the
amount of Huang ranked alchemists
could be counted on one hand.
*(Pill rankings: Heaven > Earth >
Profound > Huang. Each rank is
further separated to high, medium
and low quality)
It wasn't until Ye Zifeng had waved
his hands in front of her face when
she came back to her sense.
Xueyi pursed her lips and with a
serious look she said, "Brother Zifeng,
tell me the truth. This Golden Marrow
Pil….. Where did you steal it from?"
"Steal? What? I refined this myself."
Ye Zifeng furrowed his brows. He was
one of the best alchemists in the
entire universe. If he had the
ingredients in front of him, he could
make any pill within the capabilities
of the Qi Refining realm.
"No way! You know I grew up with
you. I know exactly what kind of
books you've been reading and what
you've seen your whole life. If you
had made a lewd painting of some
beauty instead, I wouldn't be
surprised. I've seen those paintings
and books that you've kept hidden.
However, I have never seen you read
or even own a book about alchemy."
Ye Xueyi said with a stern face.
Hearing this, Ye Zifeng felt awkwardly
embarrassed. He thought that he was
quite bad before he crossed but this
trash was actually so lustful. He
doesn't even know what to say
anymore. It seems like he had to fix
his reputation later.
"Don't worry about it. You're my
brother and I'll help you out. When
we go out in three days, I'll go with
you to return the pill to wherever you
stole it from. We don't want to offend
an alchemist if he were to find out it
was you. I won't tell father about this
either!"
Ye Zifeng could only smile bitterly.
That alchemist that you're talking
about isn't someone else. It's your
brother and he's standing in front of
you! However, hearing what his sister
had said, he felt warm inside. Even
though Xueyi knew that he was a
trash, she was still worried about it.
"Xueyi, from what you know about
me, do you think that I'm the type of
person who would go steal from
someone?"
Ye Xueyi's expression change. She
had just realized it. Her brother is a
sick and weak trash, even if he had
10000 times the courage, the amount
of courage he has would still be zero.
He doesn't even have to guts to go
and steal candy from kids, let alone a
pill from an alchemist. But then,
where did this Golden Marrow Pill
come from?
"Unless, this is a a fake pill?"
Ye Zifeng was speechless. He didn't
know how he can out talk this sister
of his. The best way to convince her is
to show it to her personally. The
she'll definitely have to believe it.
"Well…. How about this. Let's say that
your brother had a sudden
enlightenment and my talent in
alchemy had finally awoken!" This
was the best excuse that Ye Zifeng
could come up with.
"… Something like that….. Is that even possible?"
Xueyi replied suspiciously.
"I think so?... It's possible." Ye
Zifeng awkwardly smiled and nodded.
Ye Xueyi continued looking at him
with a suspicious glare, "Fine the. If
you want me to believe that you
refined this pill, then….. How about
you refine a pill in front of me. Then
i'll believe it!"
Finally. Ye Zifeng felt really happy.
After spewing all that bullsh*t, he
was waiting for Xueyi to ask him to
prove himself.
"Then, how about the ingredients?"
He smiled towards Ye Xueyi. Even the
best housewives cannot cook without
ingredients. To refine pills, he needed
ingredients. This time, if he can refine
more pills, then maybe he can
breakthrough and reach the peak of
the 3rd stage of Qi Refining.
"When did brother start to like
refining pills? Could it be that your
talents in alchemy had actually
awoken?"
Ye Xueyi giggled happily, "If it's
ingredients, then don't worry about it.
Father dotes me and he'll give me
whatever i want if it's not too much.
Ye Zifeng quickly shook his head, "No.
He can't be the one paying for the
ingredients this time."
"Why not?" Ye Xueyi thought for a
while and finally understood what he
meant, "Ah….. I know what you mean.
If father pays for the ingredients
again and you make a bunch of slag
again, he'll definitely be mad and
lock you up for a few more days."
Ye Zifeng smiled weakly and didn't
say anything.
As someone who had experienced
another life time, his temperament
was obviously unlike a normal
younger's. He didn't want Ye
Chongtian to know his secret yet.
If Ye Chongtian knew about this, he
might make Zifeng refine pills every
single day and slow down his
cultivation progress. He knew what it
was like being an expert in alchemy
and cultivation. Alchemy was used to
assist his path of cultivation. If he
revealed that he was an alchemy
master, then the other clans might
suppress him and hinder his
cultivation. He could also be easily
killed by others as well.
"Alright then. If you say so. Then I'll
use my own allowance this time." Ye
Xueyi pouted.
Ye Zifeng smiled, "Thanks sis, if i can
make another Golden Marrow Pill,
then we can split the profit. However,
you have the keep this secret between
us….."
Although the Golden Marrow Pill was
a low ranked pill, it could still fetch
quite an amount of money. This was
because it could only be created by a
Huang ranked alchemist. In any clan,
a Huang ranked alchemist is like a
money tree and can help the clan
sustain its finances.
Ye Xueyi started to giggle and then
bursted out laughing, "Brother, you
looked so serious while saying that. I
was almost fooled. If you can refine
an edible pill, even if it's a common
pill, I will be super excited!"
"Then you should prepare yourself for
when the time comes in a bit." Ye
Zifeng smiled.
He retrieved the Golden Marrow Pill
and put it in Xueyi's hands, "Oh yeah,
don't think that this is a fake. How
about this. Go to the store and sell
this….." Pills can be turned into
money and money turn into more
pills.
Xueyi nodded and smile, "Okay. Even
if this is a trash pill, I should be able
to get some money for it…..
probably."
Zifeng bid Xueyi goodbye and sat
back down on the ground.
The three day bet is almost here.
Wang Lin is at the 4th stage of Qi
Refining while he was only at the 3rd
stage. Even though he rejoined all his
meridians and gained some strength,
the trash's body was still way too
weak. Although pills can help him
break through, it can't strengthen his
body immediately.
In order to have a strong body, one
would need to train seriously.
It was a good thing that Ye Zifeng was
a Martial Lord in his past life. He was
able to remember some secret
training methods for the Qi Refining
Realm.
"Hmmm. All of my skills in my past
life utilized fire so I can assist myself
in the ways of alchemy. But now my
body is way too weak and cannot
handle the flames. What sort of
training method should I use?" Ye
Zifeng thought to himself.
He had a lot of options to choose from
and was wondering about it for a
while.
He continuously muttered to himself
and then suddenly smiled, "Oh yeah.
Why don't I check what kind of
Martial Spirit this kid has?"
Everyone had a chance of awakening
their own Martial Spirits after
reaching the Martial Disciple realm,
but even without reaching that realm,
there were still methods to see what
sort of Martial Spirit one has.
However the methods are too
complicated and normal people aren't
able to have a preview of their spirit.
Ye Zifeng was lucky that he had come
across a few methods in his past life.
Even with his experience, he still
couldn't be careless. In order to
check, he needed some time and luck.
If he was unlucky, he won't be able to
see anything at all.
He calmed himself down and began to
meditate. He examined his soul and
felt the pulse from his spirit.
He felt as if he was sucked into a dark
starry space, inside a dream realm
filled with mist. There were
mountains all over the place and the
mist covered his view.
Suddenly, he felt something familiar
yet not so familiar next to him. It was
a giant shadow ghost. The shadow
ghost stood there, staring at him. It
didn't attack him or get close to him.
It just stood there, awkwardly staring
at him.
"A Devil type Martial Spirit? No….. It
shouldn't be. It's too big to be a devil
type spirit." Ye Zifeng was shocked.
He had never seen a spirit like this
even in his past life as a Martial Lord.
Ye Zifeng began to think to himself, 'It
seems like that trash didn't have a
choice but to be sick and weak. It
might be because of this mysterious
spirit inside of him….'
The shadow ghosts swim in circles
while it watched Ye Zifeng mutter to
himself.
Suddenly a deep and cold voice could
be heard, "I originally thought that
with your weak body, you would
never have the chance to see me. You
haven't awakened your spirit yet and
you're only at the 3rd stage of Qi
Refining realm. How can you see
me���. And communicate with me?
Compared to how shocked Ye Zifeng
was when he saw the spirit, the spirit
was even more shocked when he saw
Zifeng!
"How about this. I can see that with
your body, you probably won't live to
become a Martial Disciple. If you die,
then my existence means nothing at
all. So I'll help you out and let you
use some of my power." The shadow
ghost continued to stare and coldly
said.
"What? I'm not even in the Martial
Disciple realm yet and I can still use
the power of a Martial Spirit?" As a
Martial Lord in his previous life, he
had never heard of such thing before.
As the smart person that he is, he
kept the crossover a secret from the
shadow ghost.
In the next moment, Ye Zhifeng felt
his head get heavier and heavier. The
dream realm covered in mist
dissipated and he regained his
consciousness.
When he woke up, he began to think
about the shadow ghost. He didn't
know what it was and what it could
be. All he knows is that it can
communicate with him in his
consciousness. It was definitely
something out of the ordinary.
Normally, a person's Martial Spirit is
something that is dead. It represents
the person's hidden powers. A living
Martial Spirit was very rare but not
sought after. To use its full power,
one must train it and level it up.
Thinking about this, Ye Zifeng felt a
bit bitter. He didn't feel so happy
about his Martial Spirit. It was one
thing that he had to cultivate and
train this trashy body but now he has
to train his spirit too. This was
because the rank of his spirit
determines his strength in the future.
Every cultivator wants a strong spirit
to begin with so the ceiling of their
cultivation can get higher and higher.
"Oh right. The shadow ghost said
something about lending some of its
power to me. What kind of power
does this thing even have?"
Ye Zifeng opened his hands and
extended both of his arms out. He was
staring at his hands and suddenly, the
expression in his eyes changed…