Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

He didn't want to say that he went to the slums and got into a fight with some local thugs.

Erica walked up to Isaac, her brow furrowed slightly.

"W-what's wrong?"

Erica didn't say anything, but simply pulled his clothes up from the bottom.

"ah!!"

Isaac quickly pulled down his clothes, blushing as he looked at Erica: "Why did you take my clothes off?!"

“I smell blood on you,” Erica said, “but you don’t seem to be injured.”

"Of course I won't get hurt, it's not like I'm fighting anyone," Isaac said somewhat guiltily, while secretly marveling at how perceptive his sister was.

"I thought so too, you've never liked fighting since you were little."

Click!

The sound of a key turning in the lock rang out, and the parents, carrying large and small bags, returned from outside.

"Hey, you're all here. Did you keep a good watch on the house today?"

“Of course,” Chika replied. “By the way, Isaac made a friend today.”

"Wow~ that's something to celebrate!" the mother exclaimed with a smile, carrying a plastic bag. "We bought lobsters today."

"Oh!!"

"Oh, by the way, Feifan, I also bought you new clothes."

"!"

Isaac suddenly had a bad feeling.

The mother took out a white dress wrapped in a plastic bag from the paper bag.

"That's women's clothing!"

"I know~"

Helpless, Isaac looked to his father for help, but his father only gave him a "good luck" look before looking away.

Clearly, they dare not get involved in this matter.

"Come on, Feifan, change your clothes and let your mother take a good look at you."

"Don't come here!!"

Isaac's family is happy every day.

……

At the same time, in the slums.

Inside a dilapidated apartment building covered in cracks and moss, one of the rooms reeks of a foul stench.

The floor was littered with cigarette butts, leftover pizza, and piles of garbage, and a drunken middle-aged man lay dazed on the sofa.

Levi walked in from the doorway and looked at the man sleeping on the sofa with disgust.

"Levi, you bastard, you're finally back! Where have you been gallivanting off to?!"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Upon hearing what Levi said, the man grabbed a bottle from the table and smashed it across her face.

The bottle struck Levi squarely on the forehead, blood streaming down her head, but her eyes remained filled with disdain for the man.

"Did I raise you to be able to talk to me like that?" He stood up, reeking of alcohol, and walked up to her. "Where's the money?"

"No."

Bang!

Enraged, the man punched her in the face.

"No! What have you been doing out for so long? What have you been fooling around with, some pretty boy?!" The man angrily beat Revy. "Next time you can't pay up, I'll sell you to a brothel."

"puff!"

Levi didn't cry after being beaten; instead, she spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

Her family and Isaac's family were indeed worlds apart, one filled with light, and the other with only boundless darkness.

Chapter 471: It Feels So Good to Blackmail My Own Dad

Since Isaac's left eye was injured yesterday, the scenery in his dreams has changed slightly.

Previously, he had always lived a carefree life as the prince of the new country, but things changed in this dream.

In his dream, a man named Master Fu was instructing him in martial arts, and every move was extremely clear.

……

The next day, her father stayed home to rest, but her mother still had to go out, apparently because someone had entrusted her with some case.

"Dad, does Mom have to go to work on Sunday?"

“It happens often, and you should know the person who commissioned her this time,” the father said while eating breakfast.

"Who?"

“Your Uncle Hekmedya, didn’t he come to visit us before?” the father said. “He even brought his daughter with him last time.”

“…I don’t want to hear anything about that woman.” Isaac immediately stopped asking further questions.

Just thinking about that white-haired little girl Isaac who always had a smile on her face makes my stomach ache.

"Huh? Isn't she pretty? Why would you dislike her?"

“I don’t know, maybe it’s just an instinctive rejection,” Isaac said.

"Never mind then, but I reckon she'll be visiting us next week..."

"I'm going out to play."

"Is it that serious...?"

The father was helpless against his son's attitude.

“Speaking of which, Dad,” Isaac suddenly said, “I’ve realized my allowance seems a bit short…”

"There's nothing we can do if it's not enough; that's all we have each day."

Isaac seemed not to hear what his father was saying, and continued to mutter to himself, "Deja vu, Mons Venus..."

Upon hearing those names, the father shuddered, turned his head away guiltily, and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Dad must have been to these strip clubs many times."

"What are you saying...?"

"Mom doesn't know about this yet. I've been keeping it a secret for you, Dad."

The father looked around and, noticing that neither Chika nor Erika were nearby, whispered:

"...Let's discuss terms."

"Twenty dollars, and I'll keep everything I know to myself."

"make a deal."

The father readily agreed.

After receiving a twenty-dollar bill, Isaac quickly returned to his room and changed his clothes.

Seeing his son change into clothes for going out, the father was a little surprised: "It's rare that you would think of going out."

Isaac usually prefers to stay at home during holidays.

"I went out with my friends."

"Oh, remember to be back before dinner."

"understood."

Carrying the DVDs he had rented yesterday, Isaac skipped and hopped out the door.

Levi stood waiting at the entrance of the Besta supermarket in the slums.

Although she felt that Isaac might not come to the slums again, she still waited there.

"Levi! I'm here!"

From a great distance, Isaac spotted Levi's figure and immediately shouted.

"You actually came."

"Of course, we made plans to go out today," Isaac said with a smile.

Looking at Isaac's smiling face, Levi couldn't help but lightly spit out a mouthful of saliva.

Just as she had thought, this seemingly simple-minded child had a completely different temperament from the people living in darkness in their slums.

"Huh? Revy, you're injured?"

Isaac then noticed that there seemed to be scabs on Levi's head.

"Oh, just a minor injury."

"This won't do; we need to deal with it immediately..."

“I don’t think there’s a big problem,” Revy interrupted impatiently. “Or are you going to help me get revenge?”

"...I probably can't beat someone who could injure Revy."

"Those thugs you took down yesterday must be crying out loud."

There was something Levi didn't tell Isaac: when he passed by the alley from yesterday this morning, he found that the gang leader had become a corpse, crawling with rats and insects.

It's clearly caused by excessive blood loss.

While it cannot be ruled out that those thugs were the ones who used the knife, there is no doubt that Isaac went all out in the fight yesterday.

But she still didn't know why that ruthless person from yesterday looked so harmless.

Suddenly, Isaac ran to a dilapidated pharmacy by the roadside, and then quickly ran back with a small bottle in his hand.