"Seventh Grade pill recipes!"
Mu Yuelan's mind went blank.
Her fingers tightened unconsciously around the jade slips.
Her breathing halted.
"...What?"
For a mont-
She thought she had misheard.
But Bai Zihan's expression remained calm.
As if he had just handed over sothing ordinary.
"Seventh Grade pill recipes."
He repeated lightly.
"Ten of them!"
BOOM!
This ti, it wasn't just shock.
Mu Yuelan's pupils trembled violently.
Her heart pounded against her chest.
(Seventh... Grade... recipes?!)
Her hands trembled slightly.
Even more than before.
Because she knew exactly what this ant.
This wasn't just valuable.
This wasn't just rare.
This was the very thing the Mu Clan lacked-
The very thing that separated them from becoming a true powerhouse not only
in the Desolate Heaven Empire, but across the entire region.
And now, it was placed in her hands.
Mu Yuelan slowly raised her head.
Her gaze locked onto Bai Zihan.
She knew he wasn't soone who would joke about sothing like this.
And looking at his expression, it didn't seem like a lie.
For the first ti, there was no composure left in her eyes.
Only shock!
Only disbelief!
"Zihan'er..."
Her voice was slightly unsteady.
"Where did you obtain these?"
She asked.
Mu Yuelan's voice echoed faintly in the quiet chamber.
Not just curiosity-
But caution, disbelief, and a trace of urgency.
Beside them, Mu Linyue had already stopped her movents.
She stood still listening.
Her usual calm expression shifted ever so slightly.
Her eyes lowered toward the jade slips in Mu Yuelan's hands.
Seventh Grade pill recipes...
Even for her, this was not sothing she could ignore.
Her shock was present but compared to Mu Yuelan, it was far more restrained.
Over the past month, she had already co to understand sothing.
Bai Zihan was not an ordinary alchemist.
There were monts when she would ask questions that even Grade-6 Alchemists could not resolve.
Yet Bai Zihan would respond effortlessly.
Not only giving answers but explanations she could understand easily.
That alone had already placed him beyond every alchemist she knew, including
Mu Yuelan.
So when she saw the Seventh Grade recipes-
She was surprised.
But not as much as Mu Yuelan.
Bai Zihan remained calm.
As he had anticipated this question long ago.
Though it was strange to him-
No one in the Mu Clan had ever questioned his identity as an alchemist or how
he could refine Grade-4 pills.
He had thought they would definitely ask once they found out.
But strangely-
They didn't.
Perhaps because Mu Linyue had beco a Grade-4 Alchemist, the shock wasn't
as overwhelming.
Or perhaps they had simply chosen not to dig deeper and instead wait for his
explanation.
Either way, he had already prepared an answer.
Bai Zihan's gaze remained steady.
His tone was composed and unhurried.
He explained that he had obtained the inheritance of a Grandmaster Alchemist
from the Falling Star Empire.
Mu Yuelan's expression shifted slightly at the ntion of the Falling Star
Empire.
She rembered clearly, Bai Zihan had indeed gone there before.
Not the one where he has gone to kill Chong Sheng but rather when he went
there a year ago.
Bai Zihan calmly explained that these pill recipes were an inheritance left
behind by a Grandmaster Alchemist.
It was also the source of his knowledge and the origin of his alchemy skills.
The explanation answered many of Mu Yuelan's questions.
Though the situation was still astonishing, at least it fell within the realm of
reason.
After all, only such a heaven-defying inheritance could explain Bai Zihan's rise
in alchemy-
As well as the existence of these Seventh Grade pill recipes.
She lowered her gaze to the jade slips again.
Then looked back at Bai Zihan.
"This is a trendous contribution to the Mu Clan. These recipes alone can
change the future of our entire Desolate Heaven Empire."
She paused briefly.
"Once the elders are inford, the clan will reward you properly!"
However, Bai Zihan shook his head.
"There's no need. I've already gained enough benefits from the Mu Clan."
He was referring to the pills he had received previously.
So were refined by his mother and others by mbers of the Mu Clan.
In any case, he would continue to rely on the Mu Clan's resources in the future.
There was no need for additional rewards.
"I'll be returning to the Bai Clan today!"
Mu Yuelan did not stop him.
Nor did she try to persuade him otherwise.
She shared the sa thoughts.
There was no need to reward him explicitly right now.
After all, once the Mu Clan produced Grandmaster Alchemists and their influence rose, Bai Zihan would undoubtedly benefit as well.
And if he ever needed anything, he could simply ask.
She had no doubt the Mu Clan would fulfill his request.
Right now-
What mattered most was this!
The mont she left Bai Zihan's alchemy room, her expression turned
completely serious.
The shock from earlier had not faded-
If anything, it had settled even deeper.
Ten Seventh Grade pill recipes.
Even now, her hands felt slightly unreal as she held the jade slips.
Without wasting a mont, she issued a direct order.
An ergency eting.
The Mu Clan moved swiftly.
Within a short ti, the main hall was filled once more.
Elders who rarely showed themselves had all gathered.
Mu Qingyuan sat at the head, his brows slightly furrowed. "Yuelan, what is it this ti?"
His tone was calm but there was a hint of worry beneath it.
After all, such an ergency eting was only called for matters of utmost importance-
Especially those concerning the safety of the Mu Clan.
Many, like Mu Qingyuan, assud sothing had gone wrong.
Mu Yuelan stepped forward.
"There is sothing you must be inford about."
Mu Qingyuan's gaze sharpened slightly.
"What is it?"
Mu Qingyuan asked.
"Mu Linyue has already broken through to Grade-5 Alchemist."
Absolute silence!
It was as if the entire hall had been frozen.
For a few breaths, they simply stared at Mu Yuelan.
As if trying to understand what she had just said.
BOOM!
The hall erupted even more violently than before.
"Grade-5?!"
"In just one month?!"
"That's impossible!"
Even the elders lost their composure.
So stood up abruptly while others stared in disbelief.
Their expressions filled with shock.
Because they all rembered clearly, just one month ago, Mu Linyue had
broken through to Grade-4.
And now?
She already broke through to Grade-5?
Such speed... was no longer simply monstrous.
It was more shocking when one knows that there were elders here who had yet
to reach Grade-5.
And now, a junior had already stepped into that realm.
Mu Qingyuan's eyes trembled slightly.
Even he couldn't remain calm.
"Are you certain?"
Although he knew that his daughter was talented, how can she break through
in just one month?
One should know that as one advances in grade, their speed slows down but
Mu Linyue has done the exact opposite.
Mu Yuelan nodded.
"I witnessed it myself."
Silence returned once more. But this ti-
It was heavy and complicated.
Because alongside the shock and excitent- There was sothing else.
Sothing subtle.
Pity!
An elder slowly exhaled.
"What a waste!"
The words were quiet yet they echoed clearly.
No one refuted it.
Because they all understood.
Mu Linyue's talent was too terrifying.
She would undoubtedly soar.
Rise above all.
Stand at the peak.
And yet, she was bound.
Bound by the limits of the Mu Clan. Even if she possessed the talent- Even if she possessed the skill-
Without Seventh Grade pill recipes and beyond... she would eventually be
trapped.
Just like many of them.
At Grade-6!
Another elder spoke slowly.
"If things continue like this, she may have no choice but to leave."
Those words shifted the atmosphere.
Mu Qingyuan's gaze darkened slightly.
"The Western Region..."
Soone muttered.
The elders fell into thought. Because that was the only place left.
A land far more prosperous in alchemy.
Filled with powerful sects.
And true masters.
"With her talent, she would be accepted anywhere."
"Any sect would fight to take her as a disciple. No.... she could choose whoever
she wants."
With Mu Linyue's ability, there was no door that would be closed to her.
But Mu Qingyuan remained silent.
His brows slowly furrowed.
He knew that even if Mu Linyue was sent to the Western Region, it wouldn't
guarantee that she could beco a disciple of Grandmaster Alchemist.
The Vermilion Pill Empire was the clearest example.
There-
Even if one was talented-
Even if one qualified-
To truly learn their core alchemy...
One had to beco theirs.
Not just a student but their citizens. Even if not, it seems like there are a lot of
restrictions to them.
In the end, those outsiders are reduced to nothing more than a pill refiner for
the
empire. He feared that the Western Region may not be much different. After all, High-grade recipes are the foundation of one's Clan or Sect.
Mu Qingyuan's hand tightened slightly on the armrest.
Not to ntion, how can he send away his daughter to so faraway place?
He was not just the Clan Head.
He was also a father.
If Mu Linyue stayed, she would be limited.
Her future is capped.
Her talent was wasted.
But if she left, who knows what kind of problem she might face and when he
would get to see her again.
Mu Qingyuan slowly closed his eyes. Then opened them again.
A trace of conflict lingered within.
However, before he could make any decision, Mu Yuelan raised her hand.
A stack of jade slips appeared. Then she spoke-
"Zihan'er has provided the Mu Clan with ten Seventh Grade pill recipes."
Silence!
A deep, stunned silence.
For a few seconds-
No one reacted.
As if they couldn't comprehend what she had just said.
Then-
BOOM!
The hall erupted. "What?! Seventh Grade?!"
"Ten of them?!"
"Yuelan, are you sure?!"
Even the most composed elders lost control.
They stood up abruptly.
Eyes wide.
Mu Qingyuan's pupils also widened in shock.
His gaze locked onto the jade slips.
"...You're certain?"
His voice was low but filled with anticipation.
Mu Yuelan nodded.
"I've confird it myself."
Silence fell once again.
Most of them were like Mu Yuelan earlier-
Finding it hard to believe-
Yet knowing she would never joke about sothing like this.
Mu Yuelan briefly explained Bai Zihan's encounter with the Grandmaster
Alchemist's inheritance.
How he beca an alchemist.
How he obtained these recipes. With that explanation, everything beca easier to accept.
After the shock and disbelief settled- What followed- Was anticipation and excitent. Because everyone here understood what this ant.
For years-
No-
For generations-
The Mu Clan had been stuck at the sa threshold. Peak Grade-6 Alchemist.
Unable to step forward.
Not because they lacked talent.
Not because they lacked resources.
But because they lacked direction.
The path to Grade-7 simply did not exist for them.
And now-
That path had been placed in their hands. "This... this is enough..."
"Enough for us to break through..." "With these... our Mu Clan can finally produce Grandmaster Alchemists!"
The words echoed through the hall.
Mu Qingyuan slowly exhaled.
Even he could no longer remain calm.
Because once that step was taken- Everything would change.
Status.
Influence.
Authority.
Even the Imperial Family would no longer treat the Mu Clan the sa way.
A clan with Grandmaster Alchemists was an entirely different existence.
Moreover, he also wouldn't need to send away his daughter, atleast until she reached the Peak of Grade-7 Alchemist.
And the one who made all of this possible-
Was Bai Zihan!
Mu Qingyuan did not delay any further.
"Elders-"
His voice turned firm. "Let us study these recipes together."
Then-
A faint, rare smile appeared on his face.
"It seems... The ti for the rise of the Mu Clan has arrived!"
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