My mother is the empress

Chapter 54: Blessing from the God of Alchemy
There are hundreds of tokens in total placed in the storage bag, which has a special restriction with a blue cloud aura on it. If they are robbed, their traces can be found out.

However, the Xianwang Mountain Range today is a place where the strong prey on the weak, and one of the rules is killing, which is even more indifferent than the moral sense of the outside world.

Even if we can find out who kidnapped the child, whether we can get it back is another matter.

Everyone knows this, so no one ever thinks that the token can be thrown away...it must be held tightly in the hand!
And now, the token belonging to Qingyun was placed in front of Qin Baiqing. None of the Qingyun disciples felt that it was wrong. Instead, they looked at Qin Baiqing eagerly, waiting for her to accept it before they could feel relieved.

"Give it to me?" Qin Baiqing blinked blankly and asked puzzledly: "Why?"

"Because you are the person with the highest cultivation level in this area."

Yan Moer handed the storage bag forward, her expression solemn, "The token is safest only if it is given to the person with the highest level of cultivation."

"Is that so..." Qin Baiqing lowered her voice.

She silently put away the storage bag, lowered her head and puffed her cheeks embarrassedly, feeling inexplicably guilty.

How can these people believe in themselves so much...

But she was so mean. She had even wanted to use Qingyun Sect as a training ground to learn how to manage a sect... Everyone in Qingyun was so nice.

Qin Baiqing sniffed silently, his whole breath became lower, he looked dejected, and felt a little conflicted.

Yan Moer thought she was under too much pressure and began to reflect on whether her tone was too harsh and made Xiao Zu feel embarrassed?
The two of them reflected together, and when Yan Moer was thinking about whether she should comfort Xiao Zu, suddenly, a bright red Red Flame Fruit appeared in front of her.

The patterns on the fruit are like burning flames. The more and clearer the patterns are, the higher the grade of the fruit.

Now, the flame pattern on this fruit is almost jumping out of the skin and burning fiercely.

"Here you go," Qin Baiqing said in a low voice. Feeling guilty, she could only think of giving Yan Moer some compensation. After a while, she thought that this fruit was the best looking and matched Yan Moer's red dress very well. So she held the fruit with her chubby little hands and urged, "Take it. It's for you."

The fruit was of a very high grade, but it was not a very rare spiritual object, so Yan Moer hesitated for a moment before accepting it solemnly, "Okay, I'll take it. After I use it to refine the elixir, I'll leave one for my ancestor."

"Alchemy?" Qin Baiqing tilted her head and decisively ignored the pills. Her attention was instantly drawn away. "I don't know how to make pills yet."

She was a little dissatisfied and wanted to learn, so she pulled Yan Moer and said with great interest: "I want to learn alchemy!"

"...Pills are just external objects. You have plenty of treasures on you. Why bother with this?" Feng Budu interrupted coldly, reminding Qin Baiqing.

He glanced at the flattered Yan Moer, and would not admit that he was jealous of her for snatching Xiaozu away. He only advised earnestly: "Xiaozu, you have a high level of cultivation and many treasures. You really don't need to learn unnecessary things like alchemy."

"What are you talking about? It's unnecessary!" Yan Moer was angry.

She glared at Feng Budu who was making sarcastic remarks, and her dissatisfaction with him reached its peak.

If the conflict between the two before was just that Yan Moer couldn't stand the appearance of a questionable person next to Xiao Zu, then now it has become a question of dignity.

This person is so bold that he even dares to slander the alchemy profession and says that alchemy is unnecessary!
She also said that the young master was gifted and would surely carry forward the art of alchemy and become a great master!

By then, wouldn't I, the 'guide' who sparked the little ancestor's interest, also become a prominent figure in the ranks of alchemists...

Just thinking about it, Yan Moer couldn't contain her excitement. So she became more and more impatient with Feng Budu, who was blaspheming the alchemist, and said sarcastically: "No wonder you are just a casual cultivator. I'm afraid you don't know that you need talent to refine pills. This is the case with ignorant people."

May the God of Alchemy bless you, she is going to curse this person to never be able to cultivate the golden elixir in his lifetime!
Anyone who dares to slander the alchemist will be unforgivable!

The atmosphere between the two of them became tense again. Qin Baiqing was caught in the middle, playing with her fingers as usual. She would wait until they stopped talking and then go with Feng Budu...

My mother seemed to have said that one should concentrate when watching something exciting.

Qin Baiqing, who was concentrating on playing with her fingers, sighed melancholy, not knowing how far the quarrel between the two would go.

Who would have thought that this time Feng Budu did not argue with Yan Moer, but just said past her calmly, "Boring."

Then he took Qin Baiqing away directly. His movements were so quick and decisive, as if there were jackals chasing him.

"Little Ancestor!" By the time Yan Moer reacted, it was too late to catch up. She looked at the scene of him and Qin Baiqing leaving with a sad and angry look on her face. The more she looked at him, the more he looked like a serious person.

This person is really here to snatch Xiaozu's possession, right?
The two figures gradually went away. Qin Baiqing was held by Feng Budu, resting her head on his shoulder. She only had time to wave to Yan Moer, "Bye-bye——"

Although I don't know what it means, since I heard it from my mother, there must be some truth to it.

The two of them walked for a long time. Qin Baiqing was bored. After yawning, he finally remembered something and asked vaguely, "Why don't you let me learn alchemy?"

The two of them had been together for such a long time, that Qin Baiqing could still discern Feng Budu's attitude. She could tell that Feng Budu was not simply trying to obstruct her.

"This has to do with your practice."

Speaking of the technique, Feng Budu was upset again, and he sighed and resigned himself to explaining: "The special thing about alchemy is that the alchemist needs to be proficient in pharmacology, and at the same time must have a good understanding of alchemy fire, so that he can take care of the medicinal materials and the fire when refining the alchemy.

But your technique..."

Now Qin Baiqing understood what he meant.

She suddenly realized, "I see, but my technique only allows me to manipulate one type of spiritual power at a time, and I can't control both wood and fire."

"That's right." Feng Budu felt quite gratified at having successfully taught.

So he decided to strike while the iron was hot and continued to threaten Qin Baiqing, "You don't know, the last Mahayana cultivator who practiced this technique was also trying to solve this problem, but even with his Mahayana knowledge, he didn't figure it out until he died."

"He is so miserable." Qin Baiqing mourned for a moment, then said confidently: "It doesn't matter, my mother is very powerful, she will help me."

"But a martial art is originally a whole. If it is changed over and over again, wouldn't it become unrecognizable?"

After all this talk, Feng Budu came back to his starting point. "So, it is better to discard your skills and start over, so that you don't have to practice with a weird technique in the future."

Returning to the familiar scene, Qin Baiqing decisively covered her ears and muttered, "I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it——"

She waited for Feng Budu to continue trying to persuade her in various ways, but this time Feng Budu quickly became quiet, and the arms around her gradually tightened, his body becoming a little tense.

(End of this chapter)