Chapter 9: Genius!

  Summer days are scorching hot, with boundless beautiful scenery everywhere.

  Ling Tian wore a dark blue robe, his hands clasped behind his back, as he strolled leisurely towards Ling Wu's residence. His face was radiant with a warm smile, and several young men from the Ling family followed closely beside him.

  The two brothers, Yan Nan and Yan Bei, who were the masters of the house, stepped forward, raised their swords, and respectfully clasped their hands together.

  It's clear that Ling Tian is in a good mood today, as he strokes his beard, nods with a smile, waves his hand casually, and walks towards the courtyard.

  Unexpectedly, the two guards suddenly stretched out their hands holding their swords and crossed them, blocking Ling Lao Yezi. "Master, Miss Wú Shuāng has ordered that at this time, no one is allowed to disturb."

  Ling Tian in the Ling family, had never encountered such a thing? Upon hearing this, his face suddenly sank, and he said sternly, "You scoundrel, when can't I enter Wuyi's courtyard?"

  In the Ling family, someone actually dared to stop him? This is utterly absurd.

  Who would have thought that Yan Nan and Yan Bei exchanged a glance, only to furrow their brows slightly, with an unchanged expression. "Miss Wusuo said so, let's guard here, at this time, no one can disturb us, whoever it is."

  Although it's a bit difficult for Yan Nan and Yan Bei, their attitude remains the same, and they even emphasize the last sentence, which is anyone.

  "You" raised an eyebrow, initially angry, but slowly became somewhat surprised.

  The two guards of Musou, who were personally selected by him, are all fifth-grade Xuan. Previously, their attitude towards Musou, although they didn't say it out loud, should have been resentful in their hearts. What's going on now that they're actually listening to Musou like this?

  He can't even order his own family around? This is really strange!

  Ling's eyebrows furrowed, this little rabbit, hiding in the yard with an air of mystery, what is it doing? Old Master Ling pondered for a moment, then waved his sleeve angrily and slowly spoke: "Since that's the case..."

  "Boom——"

  Before he could finish speaking, a loud crash suddenly came from the courtyard, and a corner of one of the buildings collapsed with a rumble, sending dust flying everywhere.

  Seeing this situation, Ling Tian couldn't calm down anymore. With one hand, he waved away the two guards and strode into the courtyard, taking in the surroundings before bellowing: "Wu Shuang, you little rabbit, what are you doing?"

  Ling's tone was both puzzled and worried.

  He thought Wú Duō was practicing his skills seriously and didn't want to be disturbed, but who knew this little rabbit was actually blowing up the courtyard. He's so angry that if he doesn't spank her today, she'll never know why flowers are red.

  Old Master Ling's sleeves fluttered as he swept away the dust that was rushing towards him, muttering angrily to himself.

  The courtyard was filled with dust, blocking everyone's line of sight. Along with the loud rumbling sound, a nimble figure emerged from the dust, performing several elegant flips in mid-air before landing smoothly on both feet. A pair of white boots touched the ground, and a figure stood steadily in the courtyard.

  Skirt stained with dust, hair slightly disheveled, if it's not Lingwu Shuang, who is it?

  "Unmatched, what are you doing again?" Old Man Ling's nose was almost crooked with anger, and he shouted: "Are you going to dismantle the entire courtyard?"

  Ling Wushuang was slightly stunned, her eyes scanning the surroundings, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at her simultaneously. How were there so many people?

  Ling Wushuang didn't respond, withdrew his gaze, and patted the dust off his shoulder before saying calmly, "Nothing much, just a small accident. I lost control for a moment, and the alchemy furnace exploded."

  Refining elixirs isn't that easy to learn, there's still a gap between reading books and actual operation. If one fails to control the fire timing properly, they might even blow up the elixir furnace. Fortunately, she reacted quickly; in her previous life, she was blown away by her own manufactured weapon, this time if she were crippled again by an exploding elixir furnace, then she would truly have come full circle.

  "Refine the elixir!?" Ling Tian's excitement was so great that he almost pulled out his own beard.

  Musashi is actually studying alchemy, has he gone mad?

  "You didn't hear wrong" Ling Wu Shuang couldn't help but chuckle, glancing at the shocked look on Old Man Ling's face. He nodded his head and as he spoke, both hands opened up to reveal four sky-blue pellets resting in the delicate palms of his hands.

  "She casually weighed it and regretfully said: 'But there aren't many, this time I only managed to refine four Earth Spirit Pills'"

  The elixir was successfully refined, but unfortunately, the last step went out of control, and too much spiritual energy was input. In a split second, the alchemy furnace exploded. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and managed to salvage these few elixirs, narrowly escaping disaster.

  "Four Earth Spirit Pills!?" This time, including Ling Tian, over a dozen people shouted in unison.

  "Huh?" Ling Wu Shuang was taken aback, and with a hint of surprise, he glanced at the crowd, puzzled, "Why are you all so excited? It's just four Earth Spirit Pills, right?"

  "Isn't it just four Earth Spirit Pills?" The Ling family disciples around her heard this and collectively went crazy, wishing they could rush up and strangle her to death.

  You really dare to say that, four Earth Spirit Pills? The best pill alchemist in the Ling family right now can only produce a maximum of four pills at a time with the most successful concoction. How can you have such an attitude as if it's nothing?

  "Cough, cough--" Ling Tian was indeed the master of the house, quickly calming down, stroking his beard and smiling as he asked: "Wu Shuang, when did you become an alchemist? Grandpa didn't know anything about it. Why didn't you tell Grandpa last night?"

  Yesterday when we had dinner together, he didn't hear any movement at all. How did this silent and unnoticeable person become a Dan-making master? Who did he follow to learn from? He even deceived him.

  Thinking of this, Old Man Ling's face sank slightly, and he hummed in his heart, scolding Ling Wudao for being unfilial.

  Looking at Old Man Ling's angry appearance, Ling Wushuang's red lips curled up and she smiled: "I just found out too"

  She has just refined the elixir and should be considered a dan medicine master now.

  Old Man Ling understood what Ling Wudao said, and in his excitement, he pulled out one of his whiskers. Shocked at the same time, he asked uncertainly: "Wudao, you don't mean that this is your first attempt at refining a dan, do you?"

  "That's right" Ling Wu Xuan nodded and smiled: "Although there was a slight deviation when the elixir was formed, it still formed after all, even if only four were produced."

  The Ling family's juniors were shocked to the point of fainting, why be so ruthless? Without a teacher, it's already incredible that he succeeded in refining a third-grade elixir, the Earth Spirit Elixir, and not just one, but four!

  Ling Wusuo didn't know that if those self-proclaimed genius alchemists heard this sentence, they would probably be so angry that they would faint.