Chapter 50: Should I use my spiritual sense to go in and take a look?

The two returned to their small wooden house, and Xu Qingyao, without a word, quickly entered her own room.

With a bang, Xu Qingyao closed her door!

It was late at night, quiet and still. What if Fu Jianguan couldn't suppress the love poison and bullied this Saintess?

Fu Huaian's face was full of helplessness; Xu Qingyao misunderstood him too deeply…

He returned to his room, and his Divine Sense swept around; Master's wife, the baby, and Aunt Qin were all asleep.

In a situation where entertainment options were scarce, ordinary people couldn't stay up late…

Fu Huaian thought for a moment and felt he needed to be fair.

Tonight, he would be a Rebellious Disciple!

He quietly left his room and arrived at Master's door.

It was closed.

Fu Huaian was startled. He used Spiritual Qi to open the bolt, easily walking in.

The room was dim, with no candlelight.

Fu Huaian had no trouble seeing. He had already sensed that Master, who had been sleeping, woke up and, upon realizing his arrival, her breathing instantly became a bit erratic.

He walked silently towards the bed and looked down.

Master's cold and beautiful face was flushed. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were already open.

She looked at him with a face full of shyness.

"Rebellious Disciple, what are you doing?"

In the middle of the night, Pei Qinghuan already knew in her heart why Fu Huaian had come.

Earlier in the cave, there was no choice but to suppress the love poison, but now that both of them were sober, she was extremely shy!

"Master, move over a bit. I entered the wrong room…

I'll just rest here!"

Such shameless words could only come from Fu Huaian's mouth!

"Get out! Get out!"

"No, no!"

…

Morning!

Fu Huaian emerged refreshed from Master's room.

He had discharged electricity again last night, and Master was still too weak to get up…

Fu Huaian felt he had used the electric arcs from the Lightning Tribulation with supernatural skill!

It was originally a means of dealing with enemies, but he had never used it once.

He had used it all to serve his wives…

Fu Huaian returned to his room and spent an hour writing a novel for Master's wife and the baby. Only then did Xu Qingyao, who had been sleeping in, get up.

The two left the wooden house together and returned to the Alchemy room in the main hall.

Xu Qingyao sat cross-legged on the futon, feeling a bit nervous. Refining an eighth-grade Medicinal Pill, she couldn't guarantee 100% success.

What if she refined a batch of废丹 (waste pills)? Wouldn't that be a huge embarrassment in front of Fu Jianguan!

Fu Huaian's expression was serious as he watched quietly.

The eighth-grade Medicinal Pill Xu Qingyao intended to have Fu Huaian try refining today was a Spirit Pill, which was extremely practical for restoring Spiritual Qi.

Beside her, there were already more than twenty types of Spiritual Plants. The sheer number of Spiritual Plants alone exceeded any Medicinal Pill refined before.

This also proved that refining a Spirit Pill required a much higher level of Alchemy skill.

Xu Qingyao gently exhaled and began to condense spiritual fire.

The green spiritual fire flickered, and the Pill Furnace's temperature quickly rose.

Xu Qingyao's expression was highly focused. Once the temperature was suitable, she slowly dropped in the Spiritual Plants, beginning to extract the spiritual liquid.

This process lasted for half an hour.

Through observation, Fu Huaian could see that the difficulty of processing the Spiritual Plants for refining a Spirit Pill was much higher than for the previous ninth-grade Medicinal Pills.

Even a slight carelessness could result in poorly processed Spiritual Plants, leading to a lack of spiritual liquid or residual Impurities.

Fortunately, Xu Qingyao made no mistakes, and all the Spiritual Plants were perfectly processed.

Moving to the stage of spiritual liquid Fusion, it was undoubtedly another test of Divine Sense control.

If one's cultivation was too low and Divine Sense too weak, the failure rate at this stage was extremely high.

Half an hour later, Xu Qingyao's small face was tense, then slightly relaxed. There were no errors in the Fusion stage.

After the spiritual liquid was fused, the difficulty of condensing the Pill decreased significantly compared to before. Xu Qingyao spent fifteen minutes, successfully condensing the Pill in an orderly manner.

Bang–

The furnace lid opened, and ten fragrant Spirit Pills flew out, appearing brown overall.

Fu Huaian looked at the Medicinal Pills and nodded slightly.

Xu Qingyao finally smiled with relief and turned to look at Fu Huaian.

"Fu Jianguan, are there any problems?"

Fu Huaian smiled and shook his head, picking up the booklet in his hand and re-reading the Spirit Pill's Pill Formula.

He took a few steps forward and looked down at the lively-eyed young girl:

"Let me try refining it."

Xu Qingyao placed a set of Spiritual Plants for a Spirit Pill beside him, left the futon, and stood to the side, full of anticipation.

Fu Huaian sat down cross-legged and began Alchemy.

An hour later!

Bang–

Ten Spirit Pills flew out, perfectly formed!

Xu Qingyao's face was simply full of pleasant surprise. After all, she had been shocked many times before, so Fu Huaian's ability to succeed in one attempt was not too much of a surprise.

Based on this refining session, Fu Huaian roughly judged that this was not yet his limit given his current cultivation.

He could probably support refining seventh-grade Medicinal Pills.

However, due to factors like proficiency and technique, Fu Huaian estimated that even if his Divine Sense could handle refining seventh-grade Medicinal Pills now, the success rate would be extremely low due to some minor details.

Fu Huaian was not in a hurry to become a seventh-grade Alchemist. He planned to refine eighth-grade Medicinal Pills for a period to settle down.

Once he could do it with ease and no pressure, he would naturally be able to perfectly refine seventh-grade Medicinal Pills!

The two then spent another day in the Alchemy room.

Mainly, Fu Huaian focused on Alchemy, and Xu Qingyao summarized after he finished, providing some Alchemy knowledge and control over minor details, and so on.

This was greatly helpful to Fu Huaian. He only refined strictly according to the Pill Formula, but experience was something not written in the Pill Formula.

After nightfall, the two returned to their wooden house earlier.

Experience needed long-term accumulation; there was no need to refine Medicinal Pills until midnight again.

When the two returned, they just caught dinner.

At the dinner table, Fu Huaian told everyone about becoming an eighth-grade Alchemist.

Shen Jinyu and Qin Fengwu didn't understand, only feeling that Huai'an was even more amazing, with much more joy on their faces.

Ji Nan Yuan and Pei Qinghuan, however, were so shocked they almost ate their bowls!

Just two days ago, he was still testing spiritual fire, and now he's an eighth-grade Alchemist?

The two didn't believe it, thinking Fu Huaian was bragging!

Xu Qingyao, holding her small bowl, chewed her meat while explaining, and spoke in awe of Fu Huaian's Heaven-Defying talent. Only then did the two believe her!

Ji Nan Yuan's beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked at Fu Huaian.

Now, she was even more satisfied in her heart.

As expected of my Empress, only such a Heaven-Defying talent is worthy of entering my Dragon bed.

Pei Qinghuan had already been repeatedly shocked by Fu Huaian's cultivation talent, and now her acceptance level was much higher.

Regarding Fu Huaian's latest Heaven-Defying feat, she accepted the reality with a beaming face after regaining her composure.

After dinner, everyone successively prepared to bathe and sleep.

Fu Huaian sat at the wooden table outside the house, looking around.

He slightly tilted his head. In a nearby room, a faint yellow candlelight glowed, and a graceful silhouette was cast upon the window paper.

Her curves were exquisite, well-proportioned and shapely.

That was Aunt Qin bathing.

Splash, splash–

Fu Huaian's hearing was keen; he could hear Aunt Qin splashing water in the bathtub…

Should he extend his Divine Sense to look inside?

Fu Huaian immediately shook his head!

That was Aunt Qin!

Fu Huaian believed he had always been a gentleman; this matter absolutely could not be done!

After waiting for half an hour, Fu Huaian saw that Aunt Qin had finished bathing. He walked towards Aunt Qin's room.

Recently, daytime was busy with Alchemy, and evenings were spent with his other wives.

It had been a long time since he had properly accompanied Aunt Qin…