Chapter 227: Elder Bing — I’ve Made Great Progress

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Chapter 227: Elder Bing — I've Made Great Progress “I know a lot of things! I can attack enemies, defend, assist with weapon refining, alchemy, lighting... I can even roast meat!” The flame spirit spoke with enthusiasm, looking expectantly at the powerful man before it. “Alchemy.” Chu Feng’s eyes lit up. “Can you do it automatically?” The flame spirit: ??? If it had been anyone else, it would’ve roasted them on the spot for saying something like that. But recalling what had just happened, it meekly swayed its little body. “Uh... that, I really can’t do.” “What a shame.” Chu Feng looked a bit disappointed. He had hoped this little flame spirit could automate alchemy so he could save himself the trouble. But the creature was still immature—it wasn’t surprising that it hadn’t learned to refine pills on its own yet. “Then starting tomorrow, I’ll teach you alchemy.” The flame spirit: ??? Its mind was now filled with one thought: I may not be human, but you’re truly a dog. Who treats a Heavenly Flame like this? Others who acquire a Heavenly Flame treat it like a priceless treasure. If not revered, it’s at least cultivated with care. But Chu Feng didn’t care what the flame spirit thought. He said calmly, “Alright, if there’s nothing else, you can return to the box now.” “M-Master... can I not go back into the box? It’s really uncomfortable in there...” The flame spirit sounded pitiful. It couldn’t fight, couldn’t flee—its only hope was playing the sympathy card. Chu Feng glanced at an oil lamp nearby. “Then stay in that lamp for now.” “Yes, sir.” The flame spirit was still depressed, but as long as it didn’t have to return to the box, it was willing to endure. Chu Feng ignored the creature and instead took out a jade slip, beginning to inscribe his alchemy theories and methods into it. Time passed, moment by moment. By the time Chu Feng finished, he held two jade slips in his hands—both containing detailed alchemy techniques. Chu Feng looked out the window. Night had already fallen. He tossed one of the jade slips toward the Turtle Spirit Earth Flame. “This is my supreme alchemy technique. I don’t expect you to memorize all the contents—just master fire control during pill refinement. Can you do that?” The flame spirit finally relaxed a little. “That’s not difficult. Give me one night, and I’ll give you a satisfactory answer.” “I knew I didn’t misjudge you,” Chu Feng said with a smile. “Work hard. One day, you’ll be a Heavenly Flame that can refine pills on its own. If you perform well, when I find other flames, I’ll let you devour them.” His sweet-and-bitter strategy was already second nature. The flame inside the oil lamp suddenly flared with energy. Its voice became excited. “I won’t let Master down!” Chu Feng said nothing, but the smirk on his lips had already taken on the shape of a past-life Dragon King. Knock, knock, knock... “Master, may I come in?” Elder Bing’s voice came from outside with a knock. “Come in.” Chu Feng casually pointed toward the door, and it opened on its own. Looking at Elder Bing standing outside, he said, “No need to call me ‘Master’ outside. Just call me ‘Young Master,’ like before.” “Yes, Young Master.” Elder Bing responded softly. Once inside, she noticed the room was especially bright tonight. Though only a single oil lamp was lit, it was as radiant as daylight. “Young Master, where did you buy this lamp? It looks really nice. I want one too.” Chu Feng replied, “That’s no ordinary lamp. The wick is the Turtle Spirit Earth Flame.” Elder Bing: “...” She immediately gave up on the idea of getting one for herself. “Young Master, can you teach me the Dao inscriptions now?” Chu Feng said, “You want to study Dao inscriptions at night?” Elder Bing replied, “Is that not allowed?” “It’s not that it’s not allowed,” Chu Feng said, “but not right now. I still have to guide Fang Mu in alchemy. After we leave the Da Yuan Dynasty, I’ll teach you.” “Thank you, Young Master.” Elder Bing placed a basin of warm water before Chu Feng. “Young Master, allow me to wash your feet. I promise I won’t freeze you this time.” “Really?” Chu Feng still hadn’t forgotten what happened that night. Elder Bing clearly recalled it as well—her cheeks turned faintly red. “I’ve made great progress since then.” “Alright, I’ll give it a try.” Chu Feng put his feet into the basin. Before long, a soft, cool sensation rose around his ankles—a strange but pleasant feeling he couldn't quite describe. The next afternoon. Fang Mu returned once more. “Disciple greets Master.” “No need for formality.” Chu Feng replied as he casually tossed a jade slip over. “This jade slip contains my Spirit Flame Alchemy Method. Just place it against your forehead, and you’ll naturally absorb its contents.” “Thank you, Master.” Fang Mu responded and did exactly as instructed, pressing the jade slip to his forehead. In no time, he felt a stream of knowledge enter his mind—lines upon lines detailing the principles and techniques of alchemy. But after absorbing it, a new problem emerged: he had no spirit flame. Or rather, he had not yet subdued one. The demonic cultivator previously pursued by the royal guards had possessed an Earth Spirit Flame. But its temperature had been far too intense—Fang Mu had merely glanced at it before nearly being scorched alive. “Finished reading?” Chu Feng asked with a grin. “Yes, Master. But I’d like to ask for your help with a small problem.” As he spoke, Fang Mu anxiously dug his toes into the ground—he’d nearly excavated an entire courtyard with his nervous shuffling. “What problem?” Chu Feng asked casually. What seemed like a headache to Fang Mu was probably something he could resolve with the flick of a finger. “Master, the situation is like this...” Fang Mu poured out everything he’d been worrying about in full detail. “That’s it?” Chu Feng chuckled. “Take out your spirit flame.” “Yes, sir.” Fang Mu reached into the storage pouch on his waist and pulled out a small bottle. Carefully, he removed the lid. Boom! A surge of blazing flame burst into the air, soaring toward the clouds. It looked like it was about to incinerate the entire courtyard. Elder Bing stood calmly nearby, unmoving. Yet the chill emanating from her body was enough to make the flame hesitate and freeze in midair. Chu Feng didn’t even look at it. Instead, he called toward the house, “Xiao Huo, handle it!” “On it!” Xiao Huo’s voice echoed in everyone’s sea of consciousness as a streak of flame shot out from Chu Feng’s room. The Earth Spirit Flame looked at the small wisp approaching—and it was as if it had seen its natural predator. The towering blaze instantly shrank into a tiny bundle, hovering midair and trembling uncontrollably. Xiao Huo stared at the trembling flame with open disdain. “Master, this kind of low-grade spirit flame isn’t even fit for a dog to eat. Want me to just snuff it out?” Hey readers! If you're eager to dive into advanced chapters, consider joining our Patreon. By joining, you'll get access to 20 chapters ahead and enjoy 8 new chapters per week. Plus, we have 2 more exciting fics with the same chapter release rate, giving you a total of 32 chapters per week! Join now and keep the adventure going! Patreon: /Alex_Cruise

Chapter 227: Elder Bing — I’ve Made Great Progress

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