61: You underestimate my husband.

"If you said you were a Fourth-Grade Alchemist refining fourth grade elixirs, I'd believe it, but sixth-grade..."

"Can you really refine them?"

To the side, Lu An'an was also full of worry.

In contrast, Jiang Shuwan was filled with trust in Feng Ming.

"You guys really are something. If my husband says he can refine them, then he definitely can."

Hearing this, Huangfu Jing rebuked her.

"Hmph, anyone can brag. I could say I'm a Ninth-Rank Alchemist, would you believe me?"

Huangfu Jing's face was full of disdain.

Feng Ming also knew that if this matter wasn't cleared up, he wouldn't be able to get past this.

He raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to do?"

Huangfu Jing smiled.

"Simple. Whether you're a Sixth-Grade Alchemist or not, can't we just test it on the spot!"

"Fine! You provide the herbs!"

Feng Ming chuckled.

Huangfu Jing grew anxious upon hearing that.

"I provide the herbs? You're dreaming. Do you know the value of a sixth-grade elixir? Are you even worthy of having me provide the ingredients?"

Feng Ming spread his hands with an air of indifference. "If that's the case, then there's nothing I can do. After all, you're the ones who don't believe me."

"You're the ones who want me to prove it to you. I believe I'm a Sixth-Grade Alchemist, so I don't need to prove anything."

Huangfu Jing's brow furrowed. For a moment, he was a bit uncertain whether Feng Ming was lying or not.

Lu Qianqian thought for a moment and spoke up, "Actually, there's no need for a sixth-grade elixir. You only need to meet our Lingxiao Sect's assessment standards and refine a third-grade elixir."

"Our Lingxiao Sect can provide the ingredients for a third-grade elixir. As long as you refine it, you'll pass."

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Jing immediately stepped forward to object.

"No!"

"He already said he's a Sixth-Grade Alchemist. Passing by refining a third-grade elixir doesn't prove he has sixth-grade strength."

"Besides, he already filled out the form. Even if he doesn't refine a sixth-grade elixir, he must at least refine a fourth-grade one."

Lu Qianqian sighed. "We don't have the ingredients for a fourth grade elixir, so what now?"

Huangfu Jing, however, began to laugh.

"That's easy to solve. I don't have ingredients for sixth-grade elixirs, but I have plenty for fourth-grade ones—as many as you need."

"Feng Ming, do you dare to make a bet with me!"

"I'll provide the herbs, and you refine it in front of everyone. We'll refine..."

Before Huangfu Jing could finish, Feng Mian remembered the pill in his robes and took it out somewhat reluctantly.

He spoke up weakly.

"Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome. This morning, my second brother gave me a pure white golden core formation pill."

As he spoke, he opened the box, revealing a crystal-clear, snow-white pill inside.

As soon as the box was opened, the fragrance of the pill wafted everywhere.

Huangfu Jing's expression turned very ugly.

He glared fiercely at Feng Mian.

"This doesn't count. How do I know where this gold core pill came from? What if Feng Ming bought it?"

"Impossible. If it could be bought, why don't you go buy one?"

Feng Mian retorted instinctively.

Feng Ming raised his hand to stop his elder brother.

"Let him continue."

He wanted to see what kind of reason Huangfu Jing could come up with.

Lu Qianqian stared at the pill in Feng Mian's hand, then looked at the confident and composed Feng Ming.

She also began to feel puzzled.

"Does this guy really have the strength of a Sixth-Grade Alchemist?"

Huangfu Jing said, "You'll refine a gold core pill. As long as you can refine one exactly like the one in Feng Mian's hand, I'll believe you."

"Otherwise, you're lying, and our Lingxiao Sect doesn't want Disciples who are full of lies."

Feng Ming laughed at those words.

"Speaking of being full of lies, is there anyone who can beat Senior Brother Huangfu?"

"You!"

"But well, since Senior Brother Huangfu is in the mood for a gamble, I can't spoil the fun. However, since it's a bet, what is Senior Brother Huangfu's stake?"

"Stake? What stake? I'm providing the herbs for you to refine, what more do you want?"

Huangfu Jing immediately bristled.

Feng Ming shook his head with a smile. "That's not right. You providing the ingredients is like inviting me to participate; it's like inviting someone to dinner—you have to send an invitation first."

"These herbs are equivalent to the invitation, but I can't eat the invitation, can I? So if you lose, what will you give me?"

Huangfu Jing was beyond furious, not expecting Feng Ming to be so greedy.

But he truly didn't believe Feng Ming could refine a fourth grade elixir.

One cannot focus on two things at once.

Although Feng Ming only had the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he could fight him to a draw.

This showed that he placed more importance on his own strength.

In that case, it was impossible for him to focus on the Dao of Alchemy.

Therefore, he fundamentally did not believe Feng Ming could refine a fourth grade elixir.

With this thought as his backing, Huangfu Jing nodded. "Fine, if you want to play, I'll play with you."

"If you win, you can take the refined pill with you."

Feng Ming interrupted him.

"There's a problem with that. You giving me the herbs means the refined pill is mine to begin with."

"It's the same as when the Lingxiao Sect recruits disciples—the Sect provides the herbs, but the refined pill belongs to the Alchemist. It must be the same with you. The pill is mine; it can't be the stake."

Feng Ming looked at Huangfu Jing with a beaming smile.

Huangfu Jing said coldly upon hearing this,

"What do you want?"

Feng Ming smiled and said,

"How about this? Since you have many herbs, just give me another set of ingredients. But they must be brought out before the bet begins."

"What ingredients?"

Huangfu Jing frowned.

"fifth grade spirit fusion pill."

Huangfu Jing nodded. "And what if you lose?"

"Since it's a bet, it has to be fair. What's your chip?"

"If I lose, I will never join the Lingxiao Sect, and the Feng Family will leave Liumian Prefecture forever."

Feng Ming spoke with total nonchalance.

"Fine! I'll do as you say!"

Huangfu Jing agreed without a second thought and simultaneously shouted to a subordinate nearby.

"Go to the Huangfu Family in Liumian Prefecture and have them prepare a set of ingredients for a fifth grade spirit fusion pill and bring it here."

The subordinate left immediately.

Huangfu Jing looked at Feng Ming and smiled.

"Feng Ming, I've already sent someone for the items. Even if you want to regret it now, I won't give you the chance."

If he could drive the Feng Family out of Liumian Prefecture without using the Family's power, it would definitely be a good thing.

So, regardless of whether Feng Ming would regret it or not, once he stated the stake, Huangfu Jing would not give him a chance to go back on his word.

Feng Ming smiled. "You're overthinking it. You're voluntarily giving me herbs; I'm happy beyond belief. I won't regret it."

Huangfu Jing didn't bother saying more.

He specialized in dealing with stubborn mouths.

Wait until he couldn't refine it; then it would be a sight to see.

Feng Ming didn't waste words either, just watching quietly.

Huangfu Jing's side had already arranged for people to carry out a Pill Furnace.

Embarrassment was definitely better when done in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene, Feng Mian was full of worry.

"What should we do now? Did we take this a bit too far?"

"I'm not afraid of moving, but you should have been more careful. Asking for two sets of herbs would at least be a safety net."

Feng Ming, however, shook his head with a smile.

Was he joking? He had the Advanced Edition of the Heaven Grade Pill Encyclopedia. If he could still make a mistake refining this, he might as well bash his head against a wall.

Lu An'an saw that Jiang Shuwan maintained her trust in Feng Ming from beginning to end.

Her heart felt a bit more at ease.

After all, Young Master Feng was different from others.

He refined a third-grade pill on his first try, so a fourth-grade pill shouldn't be difficult.

"Sister Shuwan, Young Master Feng..."

"Sister Anan, just trust my husband. If he says it's fine, it's definitely fine. What problem could a Sixth-Grade Alchemist have refining a fourth grade elixir?"

"But..."

It wasn't that she didn't believe; it was just that she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, so that trust lacked a bit of support.

"Sister Anan, you still have too little contact with my husband. Once you've joined the Family and are with him every day, you'll know why I trust him so much!"

"Joined the Family..."

Hearing this, Lu An'an's pretty face immediately turned red.

How could she have the mind to think about such things right now?