"Start the concoction imdiately?"
"What do you an? Is he going to do alchemy?"
"Impossible, right? How could he possibly know alchemy? Could it be his friend who's going to do it?"
"There's not a single person in the Yanlan Empire who can concoct a Saint Grade Elixir, let alone the extraordinarily rare Divine Vein Golden Core among them. His friend might not be able to do it either, right?"
Zhang nglong's words sparked discussions among the people around.
"Father, is he bluffing?" Gu Qiufeng's heart was clearly not as calm as his expression suggested. For so reason, he felt that his brother might really surprise him.
"Probably..." Gu ng said, uncertainly.
But recalling the past years with Gu Xiao, other than staying in the family, he was just in that shabby little house by the sea.
With strict protection and control at ho, it's naturally impossible for him to have a chance to contact outsiders. Gu Xiao probably t this friend in that shabby little house by the sea.
But even if this friend taught him alchemy, with his useless body, he wouldn't have enough Divine Breath energy to sustain the flas needed for alchemy. And he certainly couldn't have learned under everyone's watch, right?
Moreover, if he truly had the skill, he wouldn't need to concoct a Saint Grade Elixir. At his age, if he can make a Third or Fourth Grade elixir, he'd already be the top young alchemist in the Yanlan Empire.
There's simply no need to secretly learn alchemy to amaze everyone, let alone wait until today to prove his abilities.
So, in Gu ng's view, Gu Xiao's words must be a bluff.
"These herbs are indeed the right materials for concocting a Divine Vein Golden Core!" The Royal Family's Master Yun had arrived at the scene of this farce without anyone noticing.
Although he hadn't seen the pill recipe for the Divine Vein Golden Core, he knew the types and properties of the herbs required to concoct it. Clearly, the herbs in front match the characteristics of the Divine Vein Golden Core.
"Master, could he really concoct it?" Yan Tianyao asked quietly from the side, as he had never heard of this young master from the Gu Family suddenly possessing such an ability.
"Hahaha, Your Majesty, rest assured. Not only in the Yanlan Empire but even across the continent, there's no one within this age range who can concoct a Saint Grade Elixir. Even the strongest alchemy master's student couldn't do it," Master Yun asserted confidently. "To my knowledge, thus far, those in this age who can concoct a Seventh Grade elixir are extrely rare. If soone can make an Eighth Grade, that would be extraordinary."
"As for Ninth Grade, I've yet to hear of it. As for Saint Grade... hahaha, that's just a fantasy."
Suddenly, an image flashed in Master Yun's mind. Recently, it's said that the Zhan Family's old master's fire toxin was completely cleared by a mysterious youth. This person not only possessed an incredibly powerful mastery of flas but was also proficient in alchemy, reportedly concocting Saint Grade weapons for Qing Kong.
If soone could control flas to that level, perhaps his alchemy skills are not weak, and he could indeed concoct this Divine Vein Golden Core.
But if one such person erged, it would already be absurd, and it's clear that this person couldn't be the useless young master before us. If a second such person appeared, it would seem rather far-fetched.
Yet at that mont, blue-purple flas appeared at Gu Xiao's fingertips, dancing freely between his fingers like spirits.
"Fla control!" Master Yun was astounded. Despite being a simple action, to control flas to this extent required at least the level of a Fourth or Fifth Grade alchemist. He faintly sensed that this matter was starting to develop beyond imagination.
"This is impossible!" Everyone from the Gu Family was dumbfounded. When did Gu Xiao start playing with flas?
"Hold on, he doesn't have any Divine Breath energy at all; how could he condense flas?" soone imdiately questioned. Indeed, Zhang nglong's body showed no sign of Divine Breath fluctuation.
"There's only one possibility—the flas aren't ford from Divine Breath, but rather are a mystical object of the heavens and earth, fused into Gu Xiao's body, becoming part of him. Under such circumstances, it naturally doesn't consu extra energy.
"How could he have such fortune?" Gu ng said. "Not to ntion that he never stepped out, so there's no chance he encountered such a mystical object. Even if he went out, there's no record of such treasures appearing near the Yanlan Empire."
"True, if such a thing happened, how could no one know?"
"He's begun. Is he really going to do alchemy?"
At this mont, Zhang nglong had grown tired of playing with flas. He released a wisp of fla directly into the dicine cauldron and began refining the dicinal essence from the herbs.
"What ticulous control techniques, and what powerful flas," Master Yun admired excitedly. "The temperature of these flas is at least twenty tis higher than the flas condensed from my Divine Breath! Yet even at such high temperatures, he manages to heat the materials evenly—his alchemy technique is definitely superior to mine."
"What? Superior to you?" Yan Tianyao's eyes lit up after hearing Master Yun's words.
But his words sparked new worries for Yan Tianyao.
Just now, Lan Xin ntioned that if she were to marry, she'd need to marry soone with exceptional talent in so domain. Now, without ntioning other fields, Gu Xiao has already demonstrated an alchemy talent surpassing master-level proficiency.
If at this point Lan Xin still thinks he's a waste, then the daughter might as well be abandoned, and they should prepare to train a new successor.
What he's worried about now is whether Gu Xiao would even want to marry her if Princess Lan Xin offered herself!
"How can this be?" Lan Xin's expression had beco frozen. Watching Zhang nglong's exceptionally graceful alchemy thod, the concept she had of Gu Xiao had shattered completely, replaced by another image—a figure that gradually overlapped with the one haunting her dreams lately.
"Uncle Qing Kong, do you think he resembles..."
"You think so too?" Qing Kong said.
Though Zhang nglong's fla this ti was entirely different, certain subtle habits, such as frequently checking if his hairstyle was ssy, were unchanged, making Gu Xiao's behavior identical to that mysterious Master Zhang.
"Could he be..."
"Didn't he say Gu Xiao was his friend?" Lan Xin was still struggling to accept it, because she could almost confirm that the Gu Xiao before her was none other than Mr. Zhang!
It's not just the action—the half-visible face seed to have found its owner now.
"Lan Xin, is there a possibility," Qing Kong suggested, "that the 'friend' he ntioned was actually himself?"
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