BTTH : Emperor Yang

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: A Pure Water

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The next day, Xian’er went into seclusion.

She was preparing to break through to Dou Wang.

With nothing else to do, Wei Yang found himself idle.

He had to guard Xian’er outside, so he didn’t dare to distract himself with other tasks, such as refining pills.

After all, even though he was already a peak Tier 4 alchemist, and his soul power had reached Mortal Realm Late Stage, attempting to refine a Tier 5 pill still required thorough preparation and complete focus.

Over the past six months, he had visited the Mitell Auction House twice.

Once three months ago, and again right before Xian’er’s seclusion.

Each time he went, he would bring some Tier 3 or Tier 4 pills, then bring back the medicinal ingredients the Mitell Clan had collected.

As for the Xiao Clan, Wei Yang hadn’t even gone to handle the last batch of Tier 2 pills he traded with them.

And he probably wouldn’t continue working with them in the future.

Handing first and Tier 2 pills to the Xiao Clan didn’t matter—just a casual deal since they weren’t worth much anyway.

But Tier 3 and above pills were different. If he wanted to maximize his profits, it was better to sell them through the Mitell Auction House.

At present, Wei Yang had a sufficient stock of Tier 3 and Tier 4 medicinal ingredients, including Magic Cores.

He even had a decent inventory of Tier 5 medicinal ingredients.

Adding in the dozens of medicinal herbs he excavated from his cliff cave encounter, plus what he acquired from Gu Te’s Treasure Vault...

In short, he wasn’t lacking in rare Tier 4 herbs or even some Tier 5 ingredients.

However, since he wasn’t confident before, he hadn’t dared to casually attempt refining a Tier 5 pill.

If it were just him alone, he might have been unable to resist giving it a try.

Even if he failed a few times, so what? No big deal—he could just treat it as practice.

Unfortunately... he had a little housekeeper watching over him.

All the precious medicinal ingredients were in her hands.

Without her approval, even if he wanted to refine pills, he was like a clever woman unable to cook without rice.

Xian’er was also an alchemist, and she had already reached peak Tier 3 alchemist.

She understood that alchemy involved failure.

However, when it came to wasting high-tier medicinal ingredients just for practice, she absolutely refused to allow such extravagance.

Unless... Wei Yang had over 50% confidence in success.

No?

Then she’d throw a cold stare at him, and Wei Yang would immediately surrender.

He had even tried sweet-talking her once.

Unfortunately, the little girl was way too sharp in this regard—she wasn’t fooled at all.

Instead, after enduring Xian’er’s coquettish persuasion, Wei Yang somehow ended up handing over all the rare herbs he got from the cliff cave straight into her hands.

Talk about digging his own grave!

So, what could he do?

Life was tough. Even now, he was still struggling financially.

Outside, he was a peak Tier 4 alchemist, basking in glory.

Every time he went to the auction house, that seductress Ya Fei nearly threw herself onto him, looking like she wanted to devour him whole.

That Master Gu Ni also acted like a devoted lackey, serving tea, pouring water, busying himself all around, treating him with the utmost respect.

But the moment he returned home... he was just a pathetic nobody.

The financial power wasn’t even in his hands!

Sometimes, Wei Yang couldn’t help but sigh.

As the little girl grew older, she was no longer that adorable, obedient sweetheart who listened to everything he said.

Instead... he had brought home a little ancestor!

To think that even after coming to the Dou Qi Continent, he still couldn’t escape the fate of being controlled by his girlfriend.

Sobs...

But... why did he actually enjoy it?

What a masochist!

Speaking of which, those legendary figures who not only built massive harems, indulging their desires freely, but also managed to make all their women live in harmony, treating each other like sisters without jealousy or schemes—how did they even accomplish that?

Obedient, submissive, devoted—whatever they said was law, and their women followed without question. Truly, those guys were gods among men!

Wei Yang could only offer his utmost admiration.

His respect for such figures surged like the endless waves of a mighty river, flowing ceaselessly—

Like a volcanic eruption, once ignited, impossible to contain...

However, reality was still reality.

Where could one find such good fortune?

Not even mind-control drugs could achieve that level of devotion.

They were women, not puppets.

Luckily, Wei Yang was easily satisfied. He had never entertained thoughts of building a massive harem, so he didn’t have to face such an impossible dilemma.

”I am... a pickled fish, sour, weak, and utterly unnecessary~

I am... a braised chicken, yellow, depressed, and completely useless~”

Lazily sprawled on a rock outside his cave dwelling, Wei Yang lay on his back, hands resting under his head, basking in the warm sunlight while humming a little tune.

Threads of faint golden light, nearly imperceptible to the naked eye, drifted into his body, merging with his strength.

As the Yang attribute energy entered his body, he felt a deep, soothing warmth spreading through him.

It was as if he were soaking in a hot spring, filling him with an overwhelming sense of comfort and relaxation.

Yang attribute energy and Fire attribute energy might seem similar, but they were fundamentally different.

Yang attribute energy felt bright, peaceful, and warm.

It was neither scorching nor chilling. Instead, it carried a balanced warmth infused with boundless vitality.

Fire attribute energy, on the other hand, possessed warmth but also an intense, violent, and destructive force.

Of course, all energies had both good and bad aspects.

Yang energy, while appearing peaceful and life-giving, could also become a force of destruction if it ran wild.

Likewise, could Water energy or Wood energy not kill?

Of course, they could.

Power was always a double-edged sword—capable of both saving and taking lives.

It all depended on how it was wielded.

Fire, despite its violent nature, was also the key to alchemy.

The twenty-three kinds of Heavenly Flames—weren’t they the very definition of wild power?

Yet, take the Fifth-ranked ”Life Spirit Flame”—a fire infused with life energy, capable of accelerating the growth of medicinal herbs, bringing them to maturity in record time.

It was a flame that every alchemist dreamed of obtaining.

Or consider the Ninth-ranked ”Three Thousand Burning Flames”, which contained the power of the stars. It wasn’t just destructive—it was also a miraculous healing flame.

It was said that as long as its wielder was still alive, no matter how severe the injuries, they could recover.

This was why it was also called Three Thousand Star Flame, the Undying Fire.

Then there was Yin-Yang Twin Flames, which contained both life and death.

The Yang Flame could heal and sustain life endlessly, while the Yin Flame could annihilate flesh and leave nothing behind.

And yet... despite holding such incredible dual forces of creation and destruction, Yin-Yang Twin Flames were only ranked 21st on the Heavenly Flame Ranking?

Now that was absurd.

Yin and Yang weren’t just ordinary principles.

They weren’t merely Heavenly Laws—they were Universal Laws, the very foundation of all existence!

Yet, a flame born from such profound cosmic forces was only ranked 21st?

What a joke.

Who even came up with the rankings on the Heavenly Flame Ranking?

Yin and Yang were the primal forces that shaped the world—the very essence of creation itself.

And yet, a fire that embodied those forces was shoved near the bottom of the list?

Wei Yang couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Was it because cultivators in the Dou Qi Continent practiced in such a crude and simplistic way that they failed to grasp the true essence of laws and principles?

Speaking of which, the ancestor of the Xiao Clan, Half Emperor Xiao Xuan, had once wielded Yin-Yang Twin Flames.

With Xiao Xuan’s strength, it was impossible that he couldn’t obtain a higher-ranked Heavenly Flame.

After all, aside from the top three, most Heavenly Flames existed in multiple instances.

Yet, he had chosen to wield a flame ranked so low?

How strange.

Of course, he hadn’t only controlled the Yin-Yang Twin Flames—he had also possessed two additional Heavenly Flames.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of Yin-Yang Twin Flames that he had been able to forcibly merge the other two flames into his body.

Hmm... perhaps.

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