"It’s real."
"This is really happening."
"Young Master Jiang Chen... he actually produced Elixirs. It’s just unbelievable."
"Heavens, I feel like I’m dreaming. This is completely beyond my imagination."
Every mber of the Jiang Family was utterly stunned by the Qiankun Bag Jiang Chen had provided.
That’s right. Inside Jiang Chen’s Qiankun Bag were over a thousand Elixirs, all of them Silver Quality.
Based on the Jiang Family’s usual sales volu, this was enough to last them four to five days.
This was especially critical now, as the Jiang Family had reached a breaking point. Starting today, they had no more Elixirs to sell.
And yet, just when all seed lost, Jiang Chen had claid he could refine Elixirs—and he actually did it.
The family mbers who had utterly disbelieved him were now completely dumbfounded.
They stared at one another, finding it hard to breathe.
Everyone crowded around Jiang Han.
Jiang Han held the Qiankun Bag full of Elixirs in his hand.
He opened it and looked inside again. The sight of the Elixirs revitalized him.
"The Jiang Family... is saved."
At that mont, he roared the words aloud.
BOOM!
The mont he spoke, everyone erupted in joyous celebration.
It was like finding a sweet spring in the most parched desert.
It was hope.
After a long while of excited cheering,
soone spoke up again.
"Patriarch, it seems your son was the one who provided these."
"Does that an he really knows Alchemy? And the quality of the Elixirs he refines isn’t low—even better than Ling Xuan’s?"
Once the shock subsided, it was replaced by endless doubt.
After all, the Jiang Chen they knew was incapable of such a feat.
Forget Alchemy; it would have been impossible for him to even recognize the Alchemy Materials.
But now, a miracle had occurred.
Jiang Han was also baffled. His own son knew Alchemy and could refine such high-quality Elixirs. This was no small matter.
He gave a wry smile. "Perhaps we’ve all underestimated my son."
Thinking back, Jiang Han realized that everything about Jiang Chen after his Martial Vein was stolen had been strange.
It had even made him wonder if this boy was truly his son.
In reality, he was certain. This was, without a doubt, his son.
Jiang n also took a few slow, deep breaths, managing to suppress his shock.
He said to Jiang Han, "Big Brother, while the Elixirs we have on hand are enough for the Jiang Family to last four or five days..."
"...it’s not enough if this is all we have."
"So, we need to find out for sure if these Elixirs were refined by Young Master Jiang Chen."
"If they weren’t, we must find another way to procure more Elixirs."
Jiang Han agreed with his reasoning.
After all, this amount of Elixirs truly wasn’t enough to solve their long-term problem.
The others clearly felt the sa way.
Moreover, everyone’s perception of Jiang Chen had now changed dramatically.
They no longer dared to look down on him.
Jiang Han nodded. "You’re right. I need to get to the bottom of this."
He imdiately tightened his grip on the Qiankun Bag, which held over a thousand Elixirs.
He clutched it like a precious treasure.
He turned his head and looked toward his son’s courtyard again.
It seed he had made a decision.
He said to the crowd, "All of you wait out here. I’m going in to question that boy myself."
’Acting all mysterious with his own father,’ he thought.
Although the others were eager to know the truth, none of them dared to barge in.
Only Jiang Han prepared to enter alone.
But when he pushed the gate, he found it was firmly shut from the inside.
His heart pounded with excitent and anticipation.
He was desperate to know if his son could truly refine Elixirs.
He imdiately began pounding fiercely on the gate.
Inside the courtyard, Yiyi, who was cleaning, jumped in fright.
She hurried over to open the gate.
When she opened it, she was startled all over again.
"Um... Patriarch, you’re all still here?"
’The Patriarch and the others are still at the gate? Shouldn’t they have left by now?’
’Besides, Young Master Jiang Chen explicitly said he was going to sleep.’
Jiang Han’s expression was grim.
"Yes, we haven’t left."
Without another word, he strode into the courtyard.
Yiyi stood there, at a loss.
"Patriarch, the Young Master said he was sleeping and not to be disturbed by anyone."
But Jiang Han couldn’t control himself.
"What’s he sleeping for? Look at the ti!"
Then, he marched directly toward Jiang Chen’s room.
"BANG!"
Jiang Chen, who had just fallen asleep, was jolted awake by a loud crash.
He opened his eyes in anger.
"Yiyi, are you trying to get yourself killed? I told you to let sleep!"
Then, he fell silent as he saw the person standing by his bed.
It was his father.
He sighed in resignation. "Dad, what are you doing? Are you going to let sleep or not?"
"I already gave you the Elixirs, didn’t I? What else do you want?"
Jiang Han couldn’t care less whether his son was sleeping.
He was breathing heavily, his eyes slightly bloodshot.
He stared intently at his son, Jiang Chen.
Suddenly, he asked excitedly, "Son, tell , did you refine these Elixirs?"
He still had his doubts about whether his son could really perform Alchemy.
This was truly no small matter.
He had to find out for sure.
Inside the room, it was just the father and son.
Outside in the courtyard, everyone waited anxiously for news.
Even Yiyi didn’t dare to go in.
’Sothing is off about the Patriarch,’ she thought.
"Yeah, I did. I refined them,"
Jiang Chen nodded, not denying it.
’If Ling Xuan hadn’t left, I would have never exposed myself.’
’But now there’s no choice. I have to reveal my identity as an Alchemist to help the family.’
"How is that possible?"
"I’ve never seen you study Alchemy Skill."
Jiang Han was still deeply skeptical.
And yet, for so reason, a surge of imnse pride erupted from within him.
A wild thought circled endlessly in his mind.
’My son knows Alchemy.’
’My son knows Alchemy...!’
He no longer knew how to describe what he was feeling.
Jiang Chen shrugged. "None of you believed in , but of course I know Alchemy."
"Where else would these Elixirs have co from?"
Jiang Chen feigned indignation.
’To be doubted by my family, questioned by my own father...’
’It’s unbearable.’
Seeing that his father wasn’t so much doubting him as he was overco with excitent,
Jiang Chen mused that he had probably now beco the Alchemist who would save the family in his father’s eyes.
Jiang Han pressed him again.
"How long did it take you to refine all these Elixirs?"
He was tentatively accepting the fact that his son knew Alchemy.
But could a single Alchemist really refine over a thousand Elixirs overnight?
"A few hours, I guess. It only took a few hours to get it done."
"It was pretty simple."
He said it casually, as if he had only done sothing trivial.
What?
"A few hours?"
Jiang Han’s jaw dropped. Once again, he was shocked by his own son.
’Does he have to be so damn scary?’
’Refining this many in just a few hours? Are you kidding ?’
Jiang Chen, fearing his father would overthink it,
said bluntly, "My mysterious master taught ."
"I’ve known Alchemy for a long ti."
Jiang Han sucked in a cold breath, starting to wonder just how powerful his son’s terrifying master really was.
"Why didn’t you say anything sooner?"
"You never asked."
"You little brat, keeping a secret like this from your old man! Believe it or not, I ought to thrash you!"
"Go ahead. Thrash your son to death and see where you’ll find another Alchemist."
"You...! Fine. From now on, you’ll refine Elixirs for the family. No compensation."
"That depends on my mood. If I’m in a good mood, I’ll do so Alchemy. If I’m in a bad mood, I won’t."
"Of course, you also have to keep it a secret for . Don’t let anyone find out I know Alchemy."
After a round of haggling, father and son ca to an agreent.
From that day forward, Jiang Chen beca the Jiang Family’s glorious Alchemist.
He began to shoulder the responsibility of the Jiang Family’s Elixir supply.
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