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Just as Elder Zhou finished speaking, the tightly closed door creaked open, and Ling Mo Xie stepped out. Looking at the room full of people standing and sitting, he yawned and said, "Ah! My reputation is really something! Everyone's waiting, huh?"
"Unruly thing!" The Second Elder snorted coldly and said, "So, how is it? Now you know that alchemy isn't that easy, right? You don't even prepare a script when you lie!"
"Is that so? So you think alchemy is difficult? But I find it quite simple," Ling Mo Xie smiled, tossing a jade vial into the air. The vial was crystal clear, revealing a few pills inside that rolled around like longan fruits, making a crisp and enticing sound as they struck the vial.
"This..." Ling Qilong, who initially wanted to belittle Ling Mo Xie, was astonished and pointed at the jade vial, unable to speak. Elder Zhou, who had been leisurely sipping tea in his chair, furrowed his brow and stood up abruptly. How could this be possible? This kid is only a few years old; how could he know alchemy?
Alchemy requires not only talent but also a renowned teacher! This kid was just brought back to the Ling family recently; where would he find a renowned teacher? Even the Ling family of Tianfeng City, one of the three big families in Tianfeng City, could only afford a second-level alchemist like me with great difficulty. I certainly haven't taught this Ling Mo Xie anything!
Ling Siwen burst into laughter and said, "Haha! Little Seven truly lives up to his name; he really didn't exaggerate! Second Elder, how do you plan to resolve the slander against Little Seven?" Ling Siwen had been laughing heartily but suddenly turned his focus on the Second Elder and others, catching them off guard.
"This..." The Second Elder was momentarily speechless. It was Ling Qilong who spoke up next: "Grandfather! We still can't prove that Little Seven has successfully refined a pill. What if that vial contains nothing but failed pills? Since Elder Zhou is here, let's have him examine it before making any decisions!"
Ling Siwen cast a deep glance at Ling Qilong, making him feel uncomfortable as he shrank his neck and fell silent. "Alright! Little Third does have a point. Elder Zhou, I trouble you with this!" Ling Siwen cupped his hands toward Elder Zhou.
"Very well! Then let me take a look!" Elder Zhou said nonchalantly, though he felt quite anxious inside. If this Ling family's Little Seven really managed to refine a good pill, wouldn't that mean he had wasted half his life? He kept praying in his heart that the vial contained nothing but failed pills!
Ling Mo Xie observed everyone's expressions carefully and poured a pill from the vial into his hand as he walked over to Elder Zhou. When handing the pill to Elder Zhou, Ling Mo Xie flashed a mischievous smile and whispered, "Elder Zhou, don't tell any lies now!" After saying that, he smiled at Elder Zhou.
Elder Zhou took the pill into his hand and realized that indeed he had wasted half his life! Although he was only a second-level alchemist, given his age and experience with countless pills over the years, just by feeling it in his hand, he knew this was not a failed pill.
Trembling slightly, he raised his hand to carefully examine the pill. His heart sank even further when he noticed green patterns swirling around it—these were pill patterns! Pill patterns only appeared on pills of eighty percent quality or higher. He himself could barely manage to refine an eighty percent quality pill at best.
Old Zhou wore a stern expression as he glanced at Ling Siwen and then at Ling Mo Xie, putting down the pill in his hand and saying, "This is not a useless pill; it's at least an eight-part pill!" Before Ling Siwen could respond, he continued, "I've already spent enough time here today, so I will take my leave!" With that, he turned and walked outside without waiting for a reply.
Ling Mo Xie was not surprised; he had long sensed that this so-called Old Zhou was likely a petty person. As an old fox, Ling Siwen naturally understood Old Zhou's intentions. He shook his head, contemplating whether he should dismiss Old Zhou.
Elder Two and Ling Qilong were still immersed in Old Zhou's words: "This is not a useless pill," standing there in a daze, repeatedly murmuring, "How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"Enough! This matter ends here! Little Third!" Ling Siwen said coldly as he put away the pills.
"Yes, Grandpa!" Ling Qilong snapped back to reality from his surprise.
"Hmph! You have nothing better to do than to gossip and slander your own brother! I punish you to copy the Classics ten thousand times. And don't forget to apologize to Little Seven!" Ling Siwen said with a cold expression, his eyes icy as they fixed on Ling Qilong.
Ling Qilong stammered, "Understood, Grandpa! But... I don't really need to apologize to Little Seven, right?" How could he bring himself to apologize to that wild child?
"Hmph! What do you mean you don't need to? My punishment is already light! You wronged someone and don't even want to apologize? Fine! Then I will expel you from the Ling family! Is that satisfactory for you?" Ling Siwen snorted coldly.
Ling Mo Xie stood by with his arms crossed, watching the drama unfold with a smile that was neither fully amused nor serious. Elder Two's faction opened their mouths but ultimately had nothing to say.
"No! Grandpa! Don't expel me from the Ling family! I'll apologize! I'll apologize!" Hearing Ling Siwen's words, Ling Qilong quickly grabbed his sleeve.
"Good! Then go apologize to Little Seven! Apologize right here while I watch!" Ling Siwen looked down at Ling Qilong and said in a cold tone.
"Yes!" Ling Qilong felt all strength leave his body. Apologizing to that wild child? Damn it! Grandpa is so biased! And that kid Ling Cheng—just wait until I deal with him after this!
Ling Qilong slowly dragged his feet to Ling Mo Xie, glanced at him, and said, "Hmph! Don't get too proud!"
"Oh? Weren't you here to apologize to me?" Ling Mo Xie mocked with a smile. "What does it matter if I’m proud? Is this how you apologize to someone?"
"Little Third!" A cold voice came from nearby. Ling Qilong gritted his teeth and nodded, "I'm sorry!" After saying that, he turned to leave Ling Mo Xie's side.
"Come back!" Ling Mo Xie said with a sneer. "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly; could you please say it louder?"
"You!" Ling Qilong pointed angrily at Ling Mo Xie. Ling Mo Xie's expression remained unchanged as he crossed his arms and stood casually, even smiling at Ling Qilong. "What’s wrong with me?"
Ling Siwen snorted coldly and glanced over at Ling Qilong. Ling Qilong stepped forward to stand in front of Ling Mo Xie, closed his eyes, and shouted, "I'm sorry!"
"Ah, got it! Although you really should be sorry for me, I’m usually magnanimous, so I’ll forgive you this time!" Ling Mo Xie said with a cheerful smile.
Ling Siwen also laughed and said, "Look! Little Seven is still generous! Little Third, you just care too much about your pride!"
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