Shy Su Yuejin
Chen Yuan and Su Yuejin walked side by side in Dan Shen Hall.
Pavilions and towers were scattered along the way, and the fragrance of medicine filled the air.
However, more eye-catching than the scenery were the surprised gazes cast by the Disciples of the Pill God Sect along the way.
They watched as the usually cold and aloof Young Miss Su Yuejin, who never gave the Sect's talents a second glance, was now personally accompanying a strange, handsome man in green robes, the atmosphere between them harmonious.
There was even a rare gentleness and a hint of imperceptible shyness in the corners of Su Yuejin's eyes and brows.
"Who is that? The Young Miss is actually accompanying him personally?"
"Never seen him before, such a handsome aura... could he be some Young Master from a noble family?"
"The Young Miss actually smiled at him! I've been in the Sect for so many years and have never seen the Young Miss be this amiable to any male Disciple!"
Whispers were incessant, and countless curious, envious, and even slightly jealous gazes focused on Chen Yuan.
Soon, a Disciple who was on good terms with Lin Yang spread this scene to Lin Yang's ears, adding his own flair.
At this moment, after leaving Dan Shen Hall, Lin Yang had arrived at the Bailian Plaza.
Bailian Plaza was a major feature of the Pill God Sect; many people would hold competitions there, or Senior Brothers with profound knowledge of the Dao would preach there.
Lin Yang went straight there after leaving Dan Shen Hall; he had originally intended to practice Alchemy and preach there today, and his visit to Dan Shen Hall was just incidental.
"What?! Junior Sister Yuejin is personally showing him around, and they are chatting happily?!"
After hearing the report from his sycophant, the anger that Lin Yang had just suppressed flared up again.
"A fine Young Master from the Divine Province! I want to see how long you can remain smug!"
He had thought that Su Yuejin would at most take Chen Yuan for a casual stroll, but he hadn't expected them to be chatting so happily.
Meanwhile, Su Yuejin brought Chen Yuan to a sea of flowers called Yunxiang Xiu.
The sea of flowers here was no less impressive than the Flower Valley of the Xuantian Sect.
Various exotic flowers were intertwined; moon-white jasmine looked like scattered jade, and pale purple lavender carpeted the ground like soft, fluffy mist.
The flowers in the distance gradually became hazy—pink, purple, golden-red, snow-white—it was hard to tell if they were flowers or a fairyland.
Every time Su Yuejin passed by here, she would stop for a while.
She loved flowers, so her father had transformed this area into Yunxiang Xiu.
She had planted it bit by bit, flower by flower, when she was little.
She closed her eyes, feeling the floral fragrance at the tip of her nose and the softness of the petals brushing against her face.
"Do you like flowers?" Chen Yuan looked at her.
Su Yuejin slowly opened her slightly closed eyes, looked at Chen Yuan, and said softly, "I've liked them since I was little."
Then she pointed to the sea of flowers in front of her, blinked her beautiful eyes, and asked, "Young Master Yuan, I planted all the flowers here. Are they pretty?"
Chen Yuan nodded, "The flowers are very beautiful."
Hearing these three words, a sense of inexplicable happiness rose in Su Yuejin's heart.
"You are the same." Chen Yuan said softly.
"Wh... What?" Su Yuejin's pretty face instantly flushed red.
What did Young Master Yuan just say? She is the same? Was he complimenting her beauty?
When she looked at Chen Yuan again, she saw that he had already turned his head away.
Chen Yuan chuckled inwardly; stopping while ahead was enough.
Perhaps it would be easier to obtain the Alchemy Cultivation Technique from her after winning her over.
The awkward atmosphere did not last long, and Chen Yuan took the initiative to break the silence.
"Take me to look around elsewhere."
"Okay." Su Yuejin replied, but she dared not sneak glances at Chen Yuan's face anymore; she had been caught every time she did.
Before long, the two arrived at Bailian Plaza.
At this moment, dozens of Alchemy areas were distributed across the plaza. Many Disciples were concentrating on controlling their Pill Furnaces, flames flickering, medicinal scents mingling, and the atmosphere was lively.
In the center of the plaza, on the most prominent Alchemy platform, a familiar figure was concentrating on Alchemy—it was Lin Yang.
A red Pill Furnace was floating in front of him, the furnace fire pure and perfect; it was clearly at the critical moment of pill condensation.
Many onlookers had gathered around, all holding their breath, their eyes filled with admiration.
Su Yuejin followed Chen Yuan's gaze and introduced softly, "Senior Brother Lin Yang should be refining the 「Five-Turn Spirit Nourishing Divine Pill」, which is a highly difficult type among Fifth-Rank Medicinal Pills and has miraculous effects on nourishing Divine Sense."
Her tone was flat. Although she did not like Lin Yang's character, she acknowledged his strength, "Senior Brother Lin's Alchemy skills are indeed among the best in the younger generation. This time, he will produce at least two pills. The quality should be decent."
Chen Yuan's gaze swept over Lin Yang's Pill Furnace, his Divine Sense moved slightly, and relying on the Profound Truth of the Alchemy Emperor Scripture》, he instantly discerned the situation inside the furnace.
He shook his head slightly and said indifferently, "The heat is a bit rushed, and the condensation technique is also slightly sloppy."
"This furnace of pills will ultimately yield no more than three, and all will be Low Grade. The remaining seven parts of medicinal power will all be wasted and become residue."
Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed in Su Yuejin's beautiful eyes.
The Pill Furnace was not yet open, and the medicinal power was contained; even she could only roughly judge success or failure based on experience. How could Young Master Yuan so accurately state the number and quality of the pills?
Even the wasted medicinal power was clear to him?
"Young Master Yuan, how... how did you see that?" She couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, her voice filled with disbelief.
Chen Yuan turned to look at her, a curve on his lips, his tone flat yet earth-shattering:
"Because I am a Sixth-Rank Alchemist."
"Sixth-Rank?!" Su Yuejin's eyes widened instantly, her red lips slightly parted, shocked to the point of almost losing her voice.
A Sixth-Rank Alchemist!
That was an existence on par with many Body Integration Stage Elders in the Sect!
They were highly respected throughout the entire Pill God Domain.
She and Lin Yang were hailed as geniuses, but even after painstaking research, they had only reached the Fifth-Rank. Breaking through to the Sixth-Rank seemed like an insurmountable chasm, trapping countless Alchemy talents.
And this Young Master Yuan, who looked even younger than her, was actually a Sixth-Rank Alchemist?
This... this was simply sensational!
Just as Su Yuejin was immersed in shock, in the center of the plaza, Lin Yang slammed his palm onto the Pill Furnace!
"Hum!"
The furnace lid opened, and three Medicinal Pills with faint halos flew out, which he collected into a jade bottle. It was indeed as Chen Yuan had said, only of Low Grade quality.
A look of satisfaction appeared on Lin Yang's face; after all, refining the Five-Turn Spirit Nourishing Divine Pill was not easy.
Just as he stood up, he saw Chen Yuan standing not far away, talking in low tones with Su Yuejin. Especially Su Yuejin's gaze, which was filled with shock and admiration, made his mood, which had just calmed down, worsen to the extreme again.
He put away the Medicinal Pills, suppressed his anger, forced a seemingly easy-going smile onto his face, and walked towards Chen Yuan and Su Yuejin with a few followers.
"Junior Sister, Fellow Daoist Yuan, you have also come to Bailian Plaza?"
Lin Yang greeted them with feigned casualness, though his gaze swept sharply toward Chen Yuan.
"I was just refining the Five-Turn Spirit Nourishing Divine Pill and was lucky enough to produce three. Please excuse my poor display before you two."
His words carried a hint of imperceptible showing off.
Chen Yuan naturally heard the subtext in his words and replied with a smile, "It was indeed luck."
Hearing this, Lin Yang felt even more unhappy. Seeing Su Yuejin's gaze still lingering on Chen Yuan, he couldn't help but add sarcastically:
"The path of Alchemy is profound and requires one to be down-to-earth. Some things cannot be achieved just by having a good background, and empty talk on paper is even more laughable."