Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

Chapter 683 - 336: The Cold and Lofty Aunt Absolutely Couldn’t Possibly...

If that girl who only knows how to eat doesn’t count as a person.

Now, in the vast Pill Room, only Chen Ye and Zhao Yushuang are present.

Zhao Yushuang walked to Chen Ye’s side, personally poured him a cup of Spirit Tea, and handed it over.

The rising steam blurred her bright and captivating face.

"Instructor Chen, just now outside, it was all thanks to you. If you hadn’t immediately seen through Zhou Ziang’s ailment, I’m afraid he wouldn’t have survived."

As she spoke, the Female Cultivator bowed gracefully, her posture enchanting, a sliver of snow white was slightly revealed.

Qing Jun, who was busy munching on fruit, had his ears instantly perk up like radar, even though his mouth was stuffed.

Staring——

Has it begun?

That tone is as soft as cotton candy, seems like she wants to stick to Master!

Also, bending over is fine, but why reveal the neck?

Master loves looking at those white places... no wait, Master doesn’t like it, Master is a proper Taoist! A qualified proper Taoist only likes looking at a white Qing Jun!

Chen Ye remained calm, though he felt a bit strange inside.

This female is overstepping...

That’s right.

Zhao Yushuang is known within the sect as a fervent alchemist, even delaying her own cultivation for the Alchemy Dao.

And he has often displayed high-level alchemy prowess before her, it’s hard for her not to view him differently.

Seeing Zhao Yushuang serving tea.

Chen Ye had to accept the teacup, sip lightly, and said politely:

"Guardian Zhao, you flatter me. Since I’ve agreed to come to help, naturally I wouldn’t want anything to happen to Danxia Peak. As for Guardian Zhou... doctors have compassionate hearts, so do alchemists. No matter the person’s nature, having detected an ailment, there’s no reason not to assist. Moreover, if he were to explode before me, the scene of blood and flesh flying would frighten my disciple, which wouldn’t be good."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yushuang couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Frighten the disciple...

Clearly saving a life was a great kindness, yet in his words, it became a casual reason like "afraid to frighten the disciple."

Such a light-hearted approach, such selflessness without seeking reward...

Looking at Chen Ye’s profile, Zhao Yushuang’s resolve strengthened in her heart:

A man with such vast capacity, great skills, and gentle, meticulous nature should never be toyed with!

"Instructor Chen is noble."

Zhao Yushuang softly said, then stepped back half a step,

"All the herbs are prepared, right there on the shelf. Today’s refining of the Soaring Spirit Pill will rely entirely on you. I’ll be by the side, guarding you, while learning the Alchemy Dao as well—surely you wouldn’t mind, right?"

"Since it is an exchange, naturally there is no objection. Guardian Zhao, please go ahead."

It’s merely pill refinement, for him, there’s no secretive trick to hide.

Chen Ye’s alchemy relies not on divine skills but on extreme proficiency.

"Thank you, Instructor."

Zhao Yushuang’s beautiful eyes brightened, composed herself, and stepped to the side, adopting a humble posture of seeking wisdom.

For her, observing Chen Ye’s alchemy is an opportunity worth a fortune.

Chen Ye nodded.

He took out his herbal furnace, settled it over the ground fire opening, and lightly swayed his sleeve.

"Rise."

The dozens of rare herbs on the jade shelf beside floated up into the air, all at once.

Then.

The spiritual fire deep in the earth’s veins, under his Divine Sense’s guidance, surged, enveloping the entire pill furnace.

Zhao Yushuang held her breath.

According to convention, pill refining requires gradual progress, first using one herb as a guide, then supplementing with another for balance.

But Chen Ye...

He unexpectedly flicked his ten fingers as if playing zither strings.

"Fall."

Rustle—

The dozens of Spirit Grasses, each with distinct properties and some even contradicting in pharmacology, all fell into the pill furnace simultaneously!

"This... is this Jade Pointing Hand? Jade Pointing Hand has an extraordinary use like this!"

Zhao Yushuang’s gaze sharpened.

She recognized Chen Ye’s technique instantly.

Because Jade Pointing Hand is the heritage of Danxia Peak.

Ever since Chen Ye obtained Jade Pointing Hand, he practiced alchemy day and night, now attaining Grandmaster level!

The man’s ten fingers were long and the technique mystic, under the reflection of pill fire, they appeared like spiritual butterflies dancing.

Without realizing it.

Zhao Yushuang was entranced.

As an alchemy devotee, such miraculous technique attracted her far more than anything else.

She instinctively held her breath, leaning closer, almost alongside Chen Ye.

Suddenly.

"Tap."

A soft sound.

Zhao Yushuang felt a darkness before her eyes.

A small shadow had somehow wedged itself between her and Chen Ye.

It was Qing Jun munching on fruit.

The little girl had somehow positioned herself in the front, acting as a solid wall, firmly blocking Zhao Yushuang’s view of Chen Ye.

She held a partly-eaten Crimson Flame Fruit in one hand, the other hand hidden behind her, her big glossy eyes intently watching her master performing alchemy.

"..."

Zhao Yushuang was momentarily stunned, stepped left to evade the little girl.

"Tap."

Qing Jun immediately moved a step to the left as well.

Zhao Yushuang moved one step right.

"Tap."

Qing Jun moved a step right, following her.

No matter how Zhao Yushuang changed angles, this little girl stood like a stubborn rock in her sight, stubbornly blocking her best view of Chen Ye.

Though the little girl was short, despite her earnest efforts to stand on tiptoe, completely blocking Chen Ye was difficult.

But the issue is, blocking Chen Ye’s hands is quite easy for her.

"Well... Qing Jun."

Zhao Yushuang found it amusing and exasperating, trying to make her voice as gentle as possible,

"You’re blocking this sister’s view, could you perhaps... move a little?"

"Crunch!"

Qing Jun fiercely bit into the fruit in her hand, as if biting a malicious woman with ulterior motives.

Pouting her cheeks, she muttered indistinctly:

"Qing Jun is Master’s disciple! Disciple wants to watch Master do alchemy, what’s wrong with that? Qing Jun is not blocking you at all!"