Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 28: Why Are You Hitting Me Again?

"Mr. Huai, wait a moment!"

Wuo Longyue suddenly stopped Wuo Huai.

"Chief, you..." Wuo Huai turned and saw Xu Yang tossing the spirit elixirs into the furnace, pausing with a deep frown.

"You really want to do alchemy?"

"You little brat, not even grown all your hair yet, you Daqian people only know how to show off!"

"Chief, what are you waiting for? If he can really do alchemy, I’ll eat the furnace myself."

Wuo Huai was full of contempt and utter disgust.

Wuo Longyue said with a serious face, "Let’s wait and see."

He didn’t really believe it either, but still held onto a sliver of hope deep down.

His own good-for-nothing son wouldn’t dare mess around with something like this, would he?

What if it turned out to be true...

Xu Yang glanced coldly at Wuo Huai, then grinned and acted with lightning speed.

Seeing this, Wuo Huai couldn’t hold back any longer.

"You know alchemy?"

"Throwing all the spirit elixirs in at once, not distinguishing primary from secondary—any alchemist apprentice should know that’s wrong!"

This was basically an insult to the entire alchemist profession.

After he finished talking, Wuo Huai turned to leave.

Squeak!

Just as he was stepping out the door, a strong medicinal aroma surged out, filling the room.

Wuo Huai froze, the corners of his eyes twitching: "Pill fragrance?"

A shocked exclamation from behind—Wuo Longyue’s voice: "They’re really pills!"

Wuo Huai shivered, spun around and rushed back inside. The instant he looked at the furnace, his eyes went wide and round, like he’d seen a ghost!

"How is this possible?"

Xu Yang’s face was expressionless. He curled his palm and slapped—five pills rose into the air out of nowhere.

"Tier Three Jade Cloud Elixir."

Whoosh whoosh!

The five pills split, two flying over to Wuo Longyue, three heading to Wuo Huai.

"Pill markings—supreme-grade pills!"

"Five pills in one batch—damn, unbelievable."

Wuo Huai’s eyes shrank, he let out an involuntary shriek.

In this moment, he felt like everything he knew about the world had just been destroyed.

Impossible?

Xu Yang refined them right under everyone’s nose.

Compared to Wuo Huai’s shock, Wuo Longyue felt only excitement.

"A Tier Three Alchemist—Heaven really favors our Kunwu Tribe!"

My good son!

He stared at Xu Yang, his eyes burning with fervor.

Sixteen years old. Innate Perfection. Tier Three Alchemist... put all that together, he was practically a living treasure trove!

Xu Yang looked at Wuo Huai and sneered, "Old man, seems like you haven’t seen much of the world for someone your age!"

"And you, a so-called Tier Four Alchemist, actually dared spout that nonsense about not separating primary and secondary elixirs."

"Since you know even an apprentice should know that—don’t you also know that every alchemist in this world has their own unique alchemy methods?"

"Oh, by the way, didn’t you just say, if I actually refined the pills, you’d eat the furnace? Does that still stand?"

Wuo Huai’s face was red and green, overcome with grief and indignation.

"You..."

But he couldn’t get any words out.

"Mr. Xu, calm down, please calm down!"

Wuo Longyue hurried in: "Mr. Huai meant no harm, and I’m partly to blame too for any offense just now."

"Rest assured, Mr. Xu, now that you’re at our Kunwu Tribe, you’ll never be let down."

His manner was incredibly warm and respectful.

After all, Xu Yang’s future was limitless!

He could bring enormous benefits to the Kunwu Tribe.

To a tribal chief, knowing when to bend and when to stand tall was nothing at all.

Wuo Huai was so ashamed he wanted to get angry but couldn’t, his face turning a deeper and deeper red.

"Seems you’re still not convinced."

Xu Yang grinned, producing another pile of spirit elixirs with a flick of his fingers.

If he was going to show off, might as well go all out.

The more monstrous the talent, the greater the attention.

"Mr. Xu, you..." Wuo Longyue shot a glance at Wuo Huai, looking confused by Xu Yang’s actions.

Xu Yang said nothing and began another round of alchemy.

The room instantly fell silent.

One after another, the spirit elixirs dropped into the divine furnace.

A few dozen breaths later.

The second batch of Tier Three Jade Cloud Elixirs came out.

Then, a third batch, a fourth batch!

"That’s about my limit."

"Four batches in a row, twenty pills total—does that satisfy you, Mr. Wuo?"

Xu Yang didn’t even glance at Wuo Huai, just eyed Wuo Longyue with a playful look.

At this moment, Wuo Longyue’s mind was a blank; he could only stare dumbly at the twenty supreme-grade pills, frozen for a good ten breaths.

Gulp!

He swallowed hard.

He realized he’d still underestimated Xu Yang.

Wuo Huai was a Tier Four Alchemist; to refine a batch of tier four pills, he needed half a day to rest in between, and his speed and success rate were nothing compared to Xu Yang.

And even if Wuo Huai made Tier Three pills, he could never guarantee every one would be supreme-grade!

And what did this mean?

A monster of the Alchemy Dao!

With a prodigy alchemist like this, the Kunwu Division’s fortunes were about to soar!

And so what if he’s from Daqian?

Daqian people—who cares?

Damn, he’s closer to me than my own son!

"Mr. Xu!"

Wuo Longyue rushed up and seized Xu Yang’s hands, eyes gleaming, totally exhilarated: "Rest assured—from now on, here at the Kunwu Division, anything you need, as long as we’ve got it, it’s yours."

"Just relax—here, your status is second only to mine!"

He was brimming with respect!

No less than for a treasure sent by the heavens!

As for Xu Yang’s attitude?

A world-defying alchemist like this has every right to be proud!

Modesty?

That would just be an insult to an alchemist!

As for Wuo Huai, he was already completely dumbfounded.

No matter how unwilling to admit it, he was convinced—heart and soul!

"Mr. Xu, I... I’m sorry!"

"Please forgive my earlier behavior."

Wuo Huai grit his teeth, cupping his hands and bowing to Xu Yang.

Only now did Xu Yang finally nod in satisfaction.

He then said with respect: "Chief, I offended King Beixuan back in Daqian and had nowhere to go, so I fled here; I’ve got nothing else left to offer but my alchemy."

Here, if you grovel, people just see you as easy prey!

Better to show your strength, make your stance clear—and give Wuo Longyue a face-saving way to accept you. It sent the message: I’m not someone you can just push around.

"If the chief doesn’t mind, from now on I’ll be relying on your protection."

Wuo Longyue’s pupils shrank—offended King Beixuan?

No wonder!

And with that, the last trace of doubt in his heart vanished.

He broke into a broad smile.

See—now that’s some real attitude.

Compared to Wuo Huai, it’s night and day; any discomfort he’d initially felt disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Xu, rest assured—I can’t promise anything else, but here, you’ll never have any trouble." Wuo Longyue pledged solemnly.

"Thank you, Chief!"

Xu Yang bowed, finally at ease in his heart.

Soon, the atmosphere in the room turned lively.

Some simple conversation and getting acquainted.

Wuo Longyue called for someone to arrange a place for Xu Yang to stay.

Before leaving, Xu Yang couldn’t help but say, "Chief, about the second young master just now..."

"What about the second one?" Wuo Longyue froze. He’d just been planning to generously reward his second son when he heard that, and suddenly sensed something was wrong.

"It’s nothing."

Xu Yang gave a strange smile and slowly walked out of the room.

Wuo Longyue’s face darkened—did that brat mess up again?

Damn!

...

Half an hour later.

Wuo Longyue, furious, dragged a black-and-blue Wuo Dong to the small courtyard arranged for Xu Yang.

Wuo Dong was stunned; he’d been waiting for his father’s praise and reward, but instead he’d gotten a harsh beating!

After being interrogated, he quickly got the picture.

That bastard went and tattled!

Now he was being made to live right outside the new courtyard—nicer than his own place.

Wuo Dong’s eyes turned red, burning with resentment.

Suddenly he felt a chill down his spine and, shivering, looked up to meet Wuo Longyue’s icy eyes.

"Dad, you—you want to do what?"

Wuo Dong looked at Wuo Longyue, terrified.

Wuo Longyue grinned viciously: "What am I going to do?"

Now that he knew the full story, he practically wanted to kill this useless brat.

"Mr. Xu is feeding his own pills to his dog—so what?"

"Tell me—what’s the problem, huh?"