Lin Qingyue said, “Since Senior Brother wants to keep it, let’s na it. How about Goudan? Simple and catchy.”
The little fox flared up instantly!
“Chirp chirp chirp!!”
“I’m not Goudan! My na’s…”
“Wait, Mom said I’m not grown yet—no na.”
Su Yan shook his head. “That na’s no good. Look at its golden coat—how about Xiaojin?”
“Chirp chirp chirp.”
“Pretty average, but since you picked it, I’ll roll with it for now.”
It nodded approval.
“See? It’s nodding—must like it,” Su Yan said, grinning, ruffling its head.
Lin Qingyue didn’t smile—just stared coldly at the fox.
Su Yan added, “Herbs are gathered. I’m starting alchemy. Junior Sister, go do your thing.”
“I wanna watch you refine pills,” she said.
He waved her away. “Alchemy is boring—nothing to watch. Don’t bother.”
It was his first ti making pills, and he didn’t want her to see him ss up. That would be embarrassing.
“Okay,” she said softly.
She looked a bit sad but didn’t argue. She always listened to him.
Once she left, Su Yan went into his room. A cauldron was there—it was the cheapest one from the Artifact Hall.
“Alright… start a fire, throw in the extra stuff, add the herbs while it heats, and stir so the dicine stays even at the bottom…”
He used to think alchemy was just tossing in herbs, boiling them, and making pills from the liquid.
But after reading a real alchemy book, he learned it was more complicated.
“Didn’t think it’d be this hard. Gotta take it slow.”
Following the book, he added saltpeter, salt, and so weird things.
The fox watched the fire while he stirred carefully—like doing a spell. Sohow, it worked.
“This is the Baiyang Pill? Why does it look different from what I’ve had before?”
Pills had ranks, from ninth to worthless.
The Baiyang Pill had no rank. It helped with pain and was easy to make.
He looked at the seven black balls in the bowl. No matter how hard he looked, they didn’t seem right. They were supposed to be dicine—not burnt goo.
“Maybe I’m overthinking. I followed the book. It should be fine—it just looks weird.”
“Let’s try it.”
He picked one up but didn’t want to eat it himself.
“I’m not hurt—I won’t feel anything. But you, little guy, you just got better. Maybe this will help.”
He smiled and held one of the black pills to the fox’s mouth.
“Chirp chirp chirp.”
The fox raised its paws and shook its head. No, thank you!
Su Yan laughed. “Co on, buddy—just this once, please?”
“Chirp chirp chirp!”
His kind voice and sweet smile made the fox blush inside.
A handso man is smiling at ! Fine, I’ll do it!
It opened its mouth. Su Yan quickly fed it the pill.
No magical lt—just crunching.
Crunch crunch!
The fox chewed and swallowed.
“How do you feel?” he asked, leaning closer.
No answer. Not even a chirp.
He poked it. It flopped over—stiff.
“Wait…what!? It passed out?!”
His eyes widened as it twitched and foad at the mouth.
That was bad. He quickly used a healing spell. The fox woke up, then scread.
“Chirp chirp chirp.”
“What’d you make—almost sent to Granny Fox!”
He didn’t catch the words but got the gist, bowing. “Sorry—next ti, I’ll be sure before feeding you.”
“Chirp chirp chirp!”
Next ti!? It gaped, horrified.
“You bet.”
One flop didn’t faze him—he doubled down on alchemy.
Test subject? The fox, of course.
It’d protest, but his earnest pleas always won it over.
“Chirp chirp chirp.”
“Last ti—this is it.”
It swore to refuse but couldn’t bear his sad face—couldn’t say no.
“Chirp chirp chirp.”
“Who’s the real fox spirit here—you or ?”
It sulked, head low.
…
Su Yan got really into alchemy, trying to unlock new skills.
Lin Qingyue focused hard on training, wanting to beco super powerful.
The fox got used to eating weird pills and didn’t care much about his strange behavior anymore.
Half a month passed. Xiao Wu showed up with a ssage from Bai Shuixin.
“Junior Brother, Master wants to see you.”
“For what?”
“She said… body check.”
Xiao Wu made a weird face—not sure what that ant either.
Su Yan rembered that she had ntioned this two weeks ago.
“Such a waste of ti,” he muttered.
He already knew the truth that his power ca from gaining skill points through his ability, Dragon King Water Spray. No way to explain that to her, so he’d just pretend.
“Alright, I’ll go.”
He sighed.
“I’ll co too,” Lin Qingyue said.
“Huh? Why? Master didn’t call you.”
He was confused—why was she tagging along instead of training?
“I’m tired from sword practice. Going with you sounds like a nice break.”
That excuse was weak.
The real reason? She was worried.
Master checking his body, what did that even an?
She couldn’t sit still without seeing it for herself.
“Alright,” he said, not knowing what was on her mind.
He just shrugged and let her co.
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