Chapter 150: Coach, I Want to Learn Alchemy!
Jumeng arrived at the balcony of the apartment and gently snapped her fingers. The pure silver plate filled with “moonlight” flew up and steadily landed in her palm.
Luxianbei stared at the magical liquid in the pure silver plate and couldn’t help but ask, “What is that?”
“You should have heard of the term Primordial Spirit, right? These are low-purity Primordial Spirits, which some places also refer to as secondary Primordial Spirits.”
“Yeah.” Luxianbei lightly responded. He had not only heard of it but had also seen it before, that night at the Flower Language Sunshine Resort Hotel.
“Once I start operating later, you just stand by and watch me show off. Don’t mess around, okay? If something goes wrong and people d*e, I won’t provide after-sales service.”
Luxianbei was dumbfounded. “What? That thing can k*ll people?”
“Relax, it’s a low-probability event. If something really happens, the worst I can do is give you a resurrection armor and turn you into an urban legend,” Jumeng waved her hand at Luxianbei, casually saying something shocking.
If it were already an urban legend, what would happen if something went wrong? Luxianbei thought to himself but chose not to speak, stepping aside to wait quietly.
Even if it’s a low-probability event, it still makes one feel anxious. After all, he was not lucky enough to win but was always the first to get caught.
Seeing that Luxianbei had quieted down, Jumeng took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, supported the silver plate with one hand, and began to take various materials out of the express box sent by Xiao Qiqi one by one. She used Spirit Energy Fluctuation to turn them into dust and poured them into the already full plate of secondary Primordial Spirits.
The dust floated like impurities among the bright silver, and soon it began to radiate a faint glow.
As more materials were continuously added, the semi-illusory liquid seemed to boil, with bubbles rolling up but failing to burst, shattering instead and emitting dreamlike, star-like light.
Watching the brilliantly glowing liquid, Jumeng’s gaze suddenly became serious. She whispered a few incomprehensible incantations, and the liquid flew up from the silver plate, not a single drop left behind, and suspended in front of her, forming a sphere.
Her hands slowly approached the sphere from both sides and stopped less than a finger’s breadth away. With a soft “hiss,” emerald flames suddenly rose, scorching the sphere, causing its volume to shrink visibly, gradually solidifying into a remarkably pure liquid.
When the sphere had shrunk to half its size, Jumeng withdrew one hand and lightly touched her forehead. Following that, a thread of faint light emerged from her fingertip.
The faint light slowly floated down, transforming into a long bird’s feather.
Every branch of the feather resembled pure gold, delicate and perfect, without any blemishes. It whispered low, complex information, slowly merging into the sphere.
Luxianbei followed the trajectory of the feather’s fall and saw that the sphere was dyed in gold and silver, intersecting yet remarkably clear.
……
Suppressing his nerves, anticipation, and a bit of cowardice, Luxianbei quietly waited, watching the bubbling liquid. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the joy of a couch potato’s drink.
Maybe it would taste great… Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Jumeng’s alchemical ritual approached its end.
The faint whisper gradually faded away, and the emerald flames surrounding the liquid suddenly extinguished. The spherical liquid slowly descended, and Jumeng gently swept the silver plate to catch every drop.
“It’s done!” Jumeng turned her head and grinned, “How about it? Don’t you think I’m amazing? Do you have anything to say?”
She looked at Luxianbei with a proud expression, seemingly waiting for him to express his admiration.
As a deity, she had a strong vanity.
“Um…” Luxianbei pondered for a few seconds and said, “Coach, I want to learn alchemy!”
It looked like cooking at a more advanced level, a type that I could do as well.
“Is that it? Don’t you have anything else to say?” Jumeng slightly furrowed her brows, “Alchemy isn’t something you can learn in a day or two.”
“Um… Does this count as no risk now?”
He still felt concerned about that low-probability event.
Disappointed at his response, Jumeng smirked internally, d*mn straight man!
At times like this, shouldn’t one compliment a girl from skills to looks to character, top to bottom and inside out?
She thought this and said with an unfriendly expression, “Basically, there’s no problem now, but just to avoid accidents, I need to ask again: there’s no family history of hereditary diseases at home, right?”
“Ah?” Luxianbei was taken aback. “Why do you ask that? Can this thing trigger the expression of family hereditary disease genes?”
“It won’t, I just asked casually.” Jumeng shrugged nonchalantly.
Just trying to scare you. Jumeng added in her heart and then handed the silver plate to Luxianbei.
Luxianbei stared at the liquid that looked like mercury, shimmering with a faint golden light, hesitated for a moment, but had no intention of gulping it down. Instead, he turned and walked into the house.
“Mafun, Mafun, where are you? Come here, I need to talk to you!”
Perhaps because he generously shared the core of the urban legend last time, Mafun quickly floated out from a dark corner upon hearing his call, appearing in front of him.
“Um… Master, what’s the matter?”
“Try this.” Luxianbei said, dipping his fingertip in a bit of the potion and offering it.
This little guy actually suspects I’m drugging? How much does he distrust me!? Jumeng thought.
It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her; he just worried about potential issues in her production process, Luxianbei thought.
Mafun hesitated for a moment, its form wriggling as it slowly extended a barbed, grotesque mouthpart from its dense fur, curling around the liquid on his fingertip.
Though it felt a bit scared of the potion Jumeng made, it had to obey the witch’s order—how could it disobey?
Luxianbei, “……” When did it grow that? It’s kind of scary; it won’t bite the neighbors when it wanders out, right?
“……” After swallowing the potion, Mafun fell silent for a few seconds, then casually said, “No problem, it’s tasty, cool and refreshing, a bit like cold-brewed tea.”
“Oh…” Luxianbei nodded thoughtfully, staring at Mafun and waiting for about a minute before saying, “Alright, there’s nothing for you to do here; go have fun!”
After speaking, he picked up the silver plate and downed the contents in one gulp.
The next moment, intense pain surged through him.
At that instant, Luxianbei’s body convulsed violently as unseen vast amounts of information, wrapped in energy, split from within his belly, surging towards his head as if a million troops were surrounding him, causing his consciousness to momentarily blur.
Didn’t she say it was fine and tasty? Why…
He thought, feeling as if all his strength had been drained, and his body softened, collapsing to the ground, where he saw Mafun spitting black foam nearby.
Luxianbei, “……”
“It seems the medicine is kicking in, hmm, pretty good!”
A voice from Jumeng echoed in his ears, and ripples slowly floated through the air as the scenery in his vision morphed and twisted as if melting.
Vast amounts of information flooded into his brain, and a sound reminiscent of bubbles bursting rang in his consciousness.
My brain isn’t about to explode from Luxu’s memories, right? This thought flashed through Luxianbei’s mind.
Then he began to see the past belonging to Luxu.
From those childhood memories forgotten in time, he dug forward, with a moment of blankness during the middle school to high school period.
Then came the innocent days of entering university, and he finally saw the mysterious bl**d particles from the creature on the bamboo slips piercing through Luxu’s fingertip, merging into his body.
So… he never had a girlfriend?
What was this about changing girlfriends several times a year? That was just switching from left hand to right hand, and right hand to cup?
That stinky sister Jumeng is trying to fool me again?!
Before his consciousness fell silent, such thoughts arose in Luxianbei’s mind.
……
Not knowing how long he had been unconscious, when Luxianbei awakened again, he felt exceptionally fatigued, as if he hadn’t slept for several nights in a row, yet his body felt full of energy.
He slowly opened his eyes, and Jumeng’s delicate face appeared before him. “You’re awake! The operation was very successful; now you’re a beautiful girl!”
“???”
“!!!”
In just a few seconds, Luxianbei’s emotions shifted from confusion to terror as he abruptly sat up and assessed his body, relieved to find no visible abnormalities.
“Don’t worry!” Jumeng sat next to him, patting his shoulder. “Fever, nausea, fainting are all normal reactions. You absorbed it pretty successfully; now you must have mastered that guy’s knowledge, right?”
Luxianbei savored the memories he obtained from Luxu and found they didn’t affect his emotions like those of Pharaoh and Liangyue, and then he nodded.
“No problem, I feel like I can write ten papers of that degree that the professor assigned me!”
“Look at you being so proud! Savor it well; I’m going to log on to do some group battles,” Jumeng rolled her eyes and got up to find her laptop, diving into gaming.
To be honest, Jumeng’s internet addiction was quite significant, and she was particularly diligent, truly a “deity,” able to stay online 24 hours. The only reason she was getting defeated was that she lacked a bit of experience and “a bit” of money.
Luxianbei expressionlessly watched Jumeng move further away, then squinted his eyes.
From Luxu’s memories, as long as he injected the mysterious animal’s bl**d from the bamboo slips into his body, he would have the last opportunity this month to enter the Bamboo Slips Illusion tomorrow night.
But…
Tomorrow night is the school celebration, right? With no solid schedule, he didn’t know if it would clash with his speech. Luxianbei thought, feeling a bit troubled.
