Chapter 2 Mother? Teacher!

A few days later, Nangong Wuxin had mastered the fighting spirit of the Xuanhuo Technique and began to formally learn alchemy from his mother.

Because his mother was an alchemist, Nangong Wuxin was exposed to the art from a young age and learned a lot of things that only alchemists knew. Therefore, he did not need to spend extra time building a foundation, such as identifying medicinal herbs and their effects.

Some alchemists with less prestigious backgrounds may not even know as many medicinal herbs as Nangong Wuxin.

"Wuxin, although we are mother and son in private, you are now my student. Now, please perform the apprenticeship ceremony for your mother, not your teacher."

Chen Xiaoxiao's expression was serious and her posture dignified. If Nangong Wuxin hadn't been familiar with his mother's personality, he would have actually bowed.

Nangong Wuxin's adorable face showed a speechless expression, just like an adult.

"Mother, do we still need to go through all that formality between us?"

"all!"

Chen Xiaoxiao nodded without hesitation. This was the perfect teaching process she had thought about for several days. How could she change it from the very beginning?

Nangong Wuxin's lips twitched slightly, and then he bowed respectfully.

"...I have no intention of visiting my teacher."

"Yes, get up."

Chen Xiaoxiao nodded in satisfaction and patted Nangong Wuxin's little head.

"Wuxin, you are the first student I have taken in. You should know that I am a peak third-grade alchemist who is halfway to the fourth grade. As for top-grade third-grade pills like the Qi Gathering Powder, which only fourth-grade alchemists have a 50% chance of refining, I can also refine them."

"The teacher is amazing!"

"That was back when I first concocted medicine..."

And so, after Nangong Wuxin became her teacher, she listened to her teacher recount her glorious deeds for more than an hour.

Chen Xiaoxiao didn't stop until Nangong Wuxin, the straight man, had a dry mouth.

Seeing that Nangong Wuxin showed no impatience and was still standing there obediently listening to her reminisce about the past, Chen Xiaoxiao smiled and pinched her eldest son's rosy cheeks.

"Wu Xin, here you go. Now we'll officially begin learning how to make medicine."

Chen Xiaoxiao handed Nangong Wuxin a storage ring and led the little guy to her usual quiet room where she refined medicine.

Nangong Wuxin took the storage ring and discovered that it was not a low-grade item that could be bought for tens of thousands of gold coins. The ring was exquisitely crafted and had a space of dozens of cubic meters inside.

Upon seeing the items inside, even though he was usually calm, his heart couldn't help but skip a few beats.

Medicine Cauldron!

"Unintentionally, what are the medicinal effects of ginkgo?"

"Ginkgo nuts can relieve pain and stop bleeding, and are generally used in some medicines for treating external injuries. They have many growing environments, but care must be taken not to store them with hops, as their medicinal properties conflict, easily causing the medicinal effects of the ginkgo nuts to be lost with moisture. Before storing, ginkgo nuts need to be exposed to strong sunlight for three to five days, and then stored in a sealed container. When extracting ginkgo nuts, a strong heat is required, but the heat should not be too high, as this could easily burn the nuts."

Upon hearing the question, Nangong Wuxin quickly responded and fluently recited the information about the white fruit.

Over the years, through constant exposure, Nangong Wuxin has memorized all the information about tens of thousands of medicinal herbs.

"Excellent, very good foundation. It seems your mother must be a learned and talented alchemy master."

Chen Xiaoxiao praised herself indirectly, and after seeing Nangong Wuxin nod in agreement, she couldn't help but smile.

Upon arriving at the center of the quiet room, Chen Xiaoxiao sat upright on a futon.

Nangong Wuxin sat down to the side as if it were second nature; this wasn't his first time there.

"Wuxin, you've studied with me for so many years, so I won't repeat those old clichés. I believe you've already memorized them. What you need to do next is find that trace of wood energy within your body."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wuxin nodded and took out the exquisite light blue medicine cauldron. Dozens of birds and beasts were reflected on the cauldron, as if they were about to burst out of it at any moment.

Nangong Wuxin was already extremely familiar with the basic knowledge of alchemists, and he was happy that his mother was willing to skip these topics.

Seeing that Nangong Wuxin placed the medicine cauldron on the ground without making a sound, Chen Xiaoxiao nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that Da Bao'er had indeed been working hard all these years.

The medicine cauldron is to an alchemist what a soldier's weapon is to an alchemist; it must be well maintained and cherished.

Perhaps those who are truly powerful don't need weapons, and advanced alchemists might not need cauldrons, but most people haven't reached that level, so it's best not to try to imitate the techniques of experts.

Nangong Wuxin placed his hand under the medicine cauldron, circulated his battle qi, and with a soft "bang," a ball of pale yellow flame rose up.

He instinctively wanted to pull his hand back, but Nangong Wuxin held back.

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The flames that are currently devoid of heat are merely battle qi fire transformed from the medicine cauldron, and are difficult to tame. If one wishes to summon the alchemy fire used by an alchemist, a trace of wood qi within the flames must be added.

Nangong Wuxin closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his body.

Chen Xiaoxiao watched the little guy's serious demeanor as a little adult, covering her mouth to suppress her laughter. She recalled that when she was searching for the Wood Qi back then, it only took her a little over an hour to succeed.

As the saying goes, a tiger mother will not have a dog son, so I think we should be able to find it in an hour, right?

Nangong Wuxin opened her eyes and looked at the yellow flames in the medicine cauldron that she could knead at will. A smile appeared on her little face.

"How long has it been? Less than fifteen minutes!"

Chen Xiaoxiao glanced at the time, her eyes widened suddenly, and then she burst into laughter in her heart.

As expected of my son, he's extraordinary!

"Alright, this is the simplest recipe for a first-grade pill called Blood Clotting Powder. Start refining it yourself. If you run out of herbs in your storage ring, just tell your mother. Alchemists spend a lot of money in the early stages, but our family still has enough to keep you burning through."

After leaving behind the prescription, Chen Xiaoxiao departed, leaving the quiet room to Nangong Wuxin alone.

Nangong Wuxin picked up the prescription and read it carefully several times. He glanced at the piles of medicinal herbs in his storage ring and let out a long sigh.

"The protection that parents provide is something orphans can never truly understand."

Nangong Wuxin chuckled softly, and yellow flames quickly rose again from the medicine cauldron.

A pink Wind Spirit Flower was thrown into the medicine cauldron, and it was burned to ashes in less than three seconds.

Two, three, five, ten...

In less than a quarter of an hour, a thousand gold coins were burned away.

Nangong Wuxin had no psychological burden about this and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the matter of "burning money".

(End of this chapter)

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