Chapter 4846 — The Mystic Rank Alchemist
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"Yan'er, Xiaotao." The Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea suddenly appeared in the courtyard, gazing with a smile at Wei Zhao and the two women.
"Greetings, Senior of the Eastern Sea." Wei Zhao hastily rose to pay his respects. Though he was Qing Xuanzi's master, it had been agreed that each would be reckoned by his own standing, so before the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea he was naturally still a junior.
"No need for such formality. This is the morning porridge I brewed myself—Young Hero Lin, do try some as well." The Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea came over to the table beside them and filled a bowl for each. Yet in addressing Wei Zhao she did not put on airs on account of being the master of Wang and Huang, the two women.
"Excellent porridge—the Senior of the Eastern Sea has a fine hand." Wei Zhao took one sip and immediately sang its praises without end.
It was only ordinary rice porridge, with no spirit herbs of any kind added, yet for some reason, as he drank it, his whole being involuntarily settled into calm, and the drifting, tangled thoughts in his mind scattered into nothing—it had a remarkably clarifying effect. To achieve such a result with plain rice porridge—the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea was indeed a remarkable person.
"Our master's morning porridge is one of Morning Star's finest—you could not buy a bowl of it for any amount of spirit jade. Uncle-Master Ling and Uncle-Master Wei are forever racking their brains just to cadge a bowl. You should drink more." Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao exchanged a smile.
"Most certainly!" Wei Zhao nodded again and again, and after downing a bowl in two or three gulps, he unceremoniously helped himself to another—the very picture of a starving ghost reborn.
The Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea watched with an amused smile. Wei Zhao had taken her fancy from the start, and for the sake of the two women she had come to love him as one of the family. Though she had only met him a handful of times, in her eyes he was already much like a nephew.
"By the way, this is the Thunder Mystic Pill I bought at yesterday's auction. Let Yan'er have it first." The Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea produced a pill and handed it to Wang Xinyan, then took out another and gave it to Huang Xiaotao. "This is a top-grade Golden Core Condensing Pill I wheedled out of your Uncle-Master Wei. Xiaotao, it happens to be just right for you now. As for the Thunder Mystic Pill, once you have condensed your Nascent Soul, I will think of another way."
Yesterday that set of top-grade Golden Core Condensing Pills had fallen into the hands of Booth Two, whose owner was Wei Hebei. With the years of friendship between him and the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea, obtaining one of them was no difficulty at all.
Although Huang Xiaotao would not be able to use the Thunder Mystic Pill for some time yet, the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea was still quite troubled by it, for such things as Thunder Mystic Pills were rarely seen—and even when one did come across them, it was not certain that five whole pills would turn up at once as they had yesterday. If there were only one or two, the competition would inevitably be fiercer still, and with her means it would be very hard to snatch even one.
"Senior of the Eastern Sea, you need not trouble yourself over the Thunder Mystic Pill—I prepared them for the two of them long ago." Wei Zhao at once drew two Thunder Mystic Pills from his robes. He had meant to give them to Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao the moment they met, but in his excitement he had clean forgotten, and had it not been for the Divine Nun's reminder he might never have remembered.
Last time he had refined eight in all: one he had given to Yang Qianshuang, five he had put up for auction, and these two he had deliberately kept back for the two women. As for himself, it did not matter—he could refine more at any time.