Chapter 2035 — Terribly Poor
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"Isn't this just an electric heated curling iron?" Wei Zhao looked at the two girls with an air of injured innocence, then said, "Actually, I meant for Zhang Duopan to take it home and curl his hair with it... though curling his girlfriend's hair would be fine too... All right, I am going back to cultivate. You two get some rest early."
"Huh?" Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu stared at Wei Zhao's back as he headed straight off, at a loss for words. Did Wei Zhao really not know? Or did he simply not want the atmosphere to stay awkward any longer...
In truth, it had never once crossed Wei Zhao's mind that the young mistress and Xiaoshu would use something so domineering; he assumed Shen Yushu had bought it out of curiosity, or to set some other girl up.
Be that as it may, Gu Mengyao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to look at Shen Yushu and said, "Look what you have done!"
"Did I not do well?" Shen Yushu blinked.
"Oh, well indeed—so well I could die of it. Hmph, just you wait and see how I deal with you tonight!" Gu Mengyao glared at her.
Back in his room, Wei Zhao tossed the electric xx wand onto the shelf and began trying to cultivate the fire-condensing method Bai Lingtou had given him.
When he had handed those materials to Han Jingyi earlier, Wei Zhao had already memorized the oral formula for condensing alchemical fire, so now he could cultivate straight from the method itself.
Except that half an hour later, Wei Zhao decisively gave up!
Before, following the fire-condensing formula Zhang Lifeng had given him, Wei Zhao had at least been able to condense alchemical fire; but by Bai Lingtou's formula he could not condense so much as a spark, let alone alchemical fire!
There was not even the faintest hint of a trend—which left Wei Zhao utterly speechless.
Was his aptitude really that poor? It was poor to the point of being outrageous! Or was it that this method simply did not suit him?
Right, it must not suit him! Wei Zhao consoled himself silently...
Setting the matter of alchemical fire aside, Wei Zhao could only pin his hopes on Han Jingyi, hoping the girl might bring him some unexpected surprise!
For now Wei Zhao could only press on with the second level of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art and raise his own strength as quickly as possible. Sometimes, absolute strength was itself a trump card.
Time always slips away unnoticed. In the blink of an eye, several days had passed, and it was the weekend again.
These past days, apart from going to school and coming back each day with the young mistress, Xiaoshu, Han Jingyi and Han Xiaochao, nothing special had happened. Calm, leisurely university life seemed to be just like this.
Han Jingyi still pored over her tablet every day, but no longer writing and drawing; instead she would read for a while, then close her eyes and sit in thought. Wei Zhao knew, though, that she was not pondering—she was cultivating the auxiliary method.
What startled Wei Zhao was that faint fluctuations of heaven-and-earth spiritual qi had gradually begun to gather around Han Jingyi—the precursor of setting foot on the path of cultivation and becoming a cultivator!
How many people wandered their whole lives before the threshold, never finding their way; yet Han Jingyi had achieved some small success in mere days.
True, being able to cultivate the auxiliary method did not mean she would necessarily succeed in condensing alchemical fire, and even if she did, she might, like Wei Zhao, prove unable to regulate and control the fire's force and temperature. So Han Jingyi could only be counted a beginner among beginners!
Moreover, the alchemist's auxiliary method was the simplest of all cultivation formulas, simpler than any other method, meant only to assist in condensing alchemical fire. Even so, for Han Jingyi to have gotten the auxiliary method down in such a short time made her a genius among geniuses!