My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Kid, controlling the medicinal materials is one aspect, but more importantly, it’s about controlling the gang fire.” Mo Changsheng stretched out his right hand, seemingly showing off, while holding a lighter in his left hand: ”See? Most cultivators can use the True Qi and Spiritual Energy within their bodies to fight enemies and cultivate, but an Alchemist can use it to control fire. This type of fire, controlled by Gang Qi, is called gang fire, and it’s the key to alchemy.”

Snap!

After lighting the lighter, Mo Changsheng gently pushed forward with his right hand, and indeed a faint gas burst out from his palm, as if he was holding the lighter’s flame in his hand, fluctuating in size, he could even pinch it into a shape.

”Did you see that? It took me ten years after joining the Dan Sect to learn how to control gang fire like this, and I was already considered a genius in our sect. If you really want to practice alchemy, I can teach you, but mastering gang fire is not something you can accomplish overnight; it takes a long time...”

As Mo Changsheng was speaking, Ye Guichen suddenly raised his hand.

A faint aura blew towards the lighter.

Then, the flame shot up with a whoosh.

Mo Changsheng’s words came to an abrupt halt.

It was as if he had seen a ghost.

”What, what did you just do?”

”Gang fire!” Ye Guichen lightly grasped, and the flame immediately thinned, as if it was pinched into a fine strand.

Mo Changsheng swallowed: ”Kid, you don’t have True Qi in you, how can you, can you do this?”

Ye Guichen looked indifferent: ”I don’t know either, but Senior Mo taught well, maybe I was just born to practice alchemy.”

”No way, stop pretending.” Mo Changsheng couldn’t believe Ye Guichen was an alchemy genius.

Even a genius can’t possibly be able to control fire on the first try, right?

”Here, take this!” Mo Changsheng threw the lighter to Ye Guichen and picked up a stick, ”Here, light this stick from a meter away! Fire control is one aspect, but wanting to ignite this stick from a meter away requires extremely strong gang qi power. You don’t have True Qi in you, it should be impossible.”

Ye Guichen nodded silently, stood a meter away, lit the lighter, and operated the mysterious qi within his body.

With a gentle push forward.

The lighter’s flame shot out like a fire snake, igniting the stick almost in the blink of an eye.

The fire was so fierce, it almost singed Mo Changsheng’s eyebrows.

”Damn! You kid...” Mo Changsheng dropped the firewood and retreated to the corner of the wall, looking at Ye Guichen like a freak, feeling extremely frustrated inside.

But he couldn’t admit it.

Damn, this kid is simply a monster!

No way!

If I admit it, doesn’t it prove I’m a mediocrity?

In an instant, Mo Changsheng’s mind was filled with countless thoughts.

”Haha, good kid, you’re quite teachable, indeed teachable!” Mo Changsheng walked up, patted Ye Guichen’s shoulder: ”I was afraid of discouraging you just now, and was just testing you on purpose. In fact, when it came to gang qi control back then, I picked it up immediately too. Didn’t expect you really have a talent for alchemy! Very well, let’s begin then!”

”Of course, being able to control fire is just one aspect, there’s still a long way to go before being able to refine third-grade pills, you must be prepared, one furnace is definitely not enough. As the saying goes, failure is the mother of success, without ten or eight furnaces, wanting success is absolutely a fantasy!”

Ye Guichen, seemingly taught like a diligent student, nodded repeatedly without arguing.

Mo Changsheng couldn’t help but want to slap himself.

But he had to keep his dignity.

Damn it, is this female devil sending this alchemy genius here to replace me?

At the thought of this possibility, Mo Changsheng couldn’t help but shiver.

”No way, I can’t continue opening up to this boy, even for the Qi Boosting Pill, I have to sabotage it.” Mo Changsheng decided to watch quietly and then sabotage Ye Guichen’s alchemy process.

Even though he didn’t believe Ye Guichen could successfully refine pills, he still had to use some means just in case.

...

After an entire night of torment.

The effects of the Leisurely Pill had completely dissipated from Hua Xiangrong’s body.

Gongyang Lang lay on the bed like a dead fish, his eyes empty, entering a state of sagehood.

Not only in a state of sagehood, his hands and feet were also tied, and even his mouth was forced open and fed the Soft Bone Powder.

After all this time, Hua Xiangrong realized Gongyang Lang was more useful.

Hua Xiangrong sat by the table, her face gloomy.

She had been played by Ye Guichen.

Hua Xiangrong felt her dignity had been trampled on.

”Gongyang Lang, since you’ve come to me, I won’t let you escape again.” Casting a glance at Gongyang Lang, Hua Xiangrong cut off his fantasies: ”After the torment last night, I’m increasingly convinced your body has been tempered by a master, and your Dantian has truly been partially restored. Haha, tell me, was it that kid Ye Guichen’s doing?”

Gongyang Lang turned his head and glanced at Hua Xiangrong: ”What if it was him? What if it wasn’t?”

”Haha, so it was him. You, a proud Martial Arts Master, are seen as an Immortal in many people’s eyes, and yet you bow to that kid, something’s definitely off. But it seems that kid actually has such skills, which surprises me.” Hua Xiangrong walked to the bed, lifting Gongyang Lang’s chin: ”If I imprison that kid and cultivate him into someone like you, would there be unexpected gains?”

Gongyang Lang sneered: ”Hua Xiangrong, don’t fool yourself. That kid is more cunning than you and I can imagine, and even after this period of interaction, I can’t see through him, and you still want to deal with him? Haha, truly arrogant.”

Hua Xiangrong looked at Gongyang Lang in surprise: ”Didn’t expect you to hold him in such high regard! Isn’t he currently locked in the dungeon I threw him into, along with that old man from the Dan Sect? Even if he grows wings, he can’t fly out now. At this time, what tricks can he play?”

Gongyang Lang simply turned his head, no longer willing to continue talking with Hua Xiangrong.

Hua Xiangrong also had no interest in further conversation with Gongyang Lang and directly ordered her subordinates: ”What’s that boy doing in the dungeon?”

Her subordinate replied, ”It looks like he’s learning alchemy from Alchemist Mo.”

”Learning alchemy?” Hua Xiangrong was surprised: ”Isn’t he the least bit afraid?”

”No!” The subordinate shook his head: ”I’ve been observing secretly, and the boy not only shows no fear but seems quite relaxed, chatting well with Alchemist Mo. As for what they’re discussing, since I’ve been observing from a distance, I couldn’t hear clearly.”

After all, observing too closely would definitely get them discovered.