My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife

Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

Qingfeng Li shook his head.

"I made the spirit energy elixirs using your spirit herbs and alchemy furnace," he said. "I didn't do all that much. You should take this stuff back."

Seeing all the elixirs and spirit herbs Wuhen Di intended to give to him, Qingfeng Li was somewhat taken aback. These materials were far too valuable, more than enough for Qingfeng Li and company to live off of within the Sun Mystic Realm.

He paused for a moment, thinking before saying," Wuhen Di, find a piece of paper and a brush for me. I'm going to write something for you."

Wuhen Di turned and walked into the back room, returning with a piece of paper and a brush-pen.

After thinking for a bit, Qingfeng Li wrote down three elixir recipes. All three of these recipes were monarch level alchemy arts. They were for making spirit monarch realm second- and third-class elixirs.

The recipes were very detailed, including information regarding the spirit herbs to be used, their ratios and qualities, the brewing time, specific requirements for the flames used, and spirit energy requirements.

Every step, every method, every material, Qingfeng Li wrote them all down without omission. Then, he handed the paper to Wuhen Di, taking care that no one else saw what was written thereon.

Wuhen Di unfolded the paper and, after a glance over, his face lit up with joy. Even his whiskers seemed to tilt up in excitement as he shook with maddened delight. He was currently only a spirit monarch realm First Class alchemist. In order to create higher-leveled elixirs, the things he needed most were elixir recipes.

But on the Crimson Fire Continent, elixir recipes were extremely rare, never mind recipes for elixirs in the spirit monarch realm second class and above.

Even Wuhen Di himself didn't have any recipes for elixirs spirit monarch realm second class and above. He hadn't expected Qingfeng Li to give him three, all at the same time, and for one of them to be for a spirit monarch realm Third Class elixir.

Qingfeng Li smiled. With a wave of his hand, he beckoned to Sky Wolf Emperor, Mengyao Xu, and the others to leave.

Behind him, however, Wuhen Di knelt on the ground with a loud thump. His expression was one of excited anticipation as he spoke. "Don't leave, please be my Master."

Seeing Wuhen Di's actions, the surrounding crowd of self-cultivators stood frozen in shock. It was as if they had just seen a ghost. Some of them, in their jealous admiration, had their jaw opened so wide that they were close to dropping to the floor.

"Am I seeing things? What just happened?"

"The famous Master Wuhen Di just knelt down before a young man and asked to be his disciple!"

"You're not seeing things. It's all real!"

"If Wuhen Di actually becomes Qingfeng Li's disciple, it will no doubt be the talk of the town. Hell, it's more shocking than the fact that the demonic beast riot waves are coming to attack Emerald Lake City."

"Are you saying this young man's alchemy arts far surpasses Wuhen Di? Otherwise, with his ability and prestige, why would he ask to be the disciple of a young man?"

Around them, the self-cultivators chattered among themselves. They looked at Qingfeng Li with eyes filled with awe. It might be said that, before, they had only looked at him in admiration. But now they looked at him like he was a god.

Qingfeng Li's ability had far exceeded their expectations. To be able to make an alchemist of the spirit monarch realm First Class fall to their knees and call him master, it sounded like some kind of joke. But Qingfeng Li had done just that.

Qingfeng Li was also shocked by Wuhen Di's actions. Just earlier, he had given Wuhen Di three elixir recipes out of the goodness of his heart. He hadn't expected him to pull such a stunt, going so far as falling to his knees and asking to be his disciple. This whole thing was hard to believe.

Beside them, the Chief Commander also looked on with a dumbfounded expression. Although he was a master of the spirit monarch realm second class, he knew full well the extent of Wuhen Di's pride. Even if it were the City Lord who had come to visit, he wouldn't get so much of a smile from him. As a famous spirit monarch realm alchemist, too many masters of the spirit monarch realm needed favors from him.

But now, this proud, powerful spirit monarch realm alchemist actually bent his head before Qingfeng Li. What secrets did this young man hold? Could he have mastered the art of elixir-making to the extent that he was much more skilled than even Wuhen Di?

Qingfeng Li turned around. "Wuhen Di," he said, "you needn't do this. I didn't intend to ask for compensation for those three elixir recipes. You don't need to call me Master."

Wuhen Di shook his head, his expression set. "Since you have such incredible elixir recipes, and your alchemy arts surpasses mine, I definitely must call you master. Wherever you should go, I will follow."

Qingfeng Li rolled his eyes, speechless. He just wanted to be a nice guy and help Wuhen Di. Who would have thought that the other would latch on to him, insisting on being his disciple?

Qingfeng Li was only twenty-something years old; Wuhen Di was over a thousand. If a thousand-year-old man were to suddenly call him master… The very thought of that made him feel strange.

Qingfeng Li thought for a bit, then, then he suddenly spoke. "Well then, if you want to be my disciple, your comprehension ability and talent must meet my expectations. I wouldn't give such an opportunity to a fool. If you can make a spirit monarch realm second class elixir within three days, I'll take you as a disciple. If you can't, then you're out of luck."

With that, Qingfeng Li waved, then turned and left.

Behind him, Wuhen Di shouted, "Master, just you wait! I'll definitely make a spirit monarch realm second class elixir within three days. And I'll go find you at the Solar Inn."

Qingfeng Li didn't know what kind of face to make anymore. He had already put it so bluntly, but Wuhen Di wasn't willing to give up. He still wanted to be his disciple.

But Qingfeng Li knew, to make a spirit monarch realm second class elixir within three days was no easy task. He had given Wuhen Di a difficult problem to solve.

Mengyao Xu and Ya Yun both looked at Qingfeng Li in admiration. Ya Yun's expression was the most apparent. "Qingfeng Li," she said, "you're amazing. You actually made a spirit monarch realm alchemist your disciple. If word gets out, the whole continent would be shocked!"

Qingfeng Li waved her words away. "He's the one who wants to be my disciple. I haven't agreed to be his master yet. If I had a thousand-year-old man for a disciple, I'd end up looking old myself."

Ya Yun was left speechless. If this were anyone else, having a spirit monarch realm alchemist as a disciple would certainly make them more than happy. But with Qingfeng Li, it seemed that he was somewhat displeased by the situation. It would probably make a lot of people mad.

Qingfeng Li and company exited the elixir store and walked toward the inn. Along the way, Qingfeng Li spotted a familiar face. Well, familiar face might not be the way to put it, it was actually an enemy that he saw. It was the White Hair Devil.

Just as Qingfeng Li spotted the White Hair Devil, and the other had also spotted him.

The White Hair Devil's appearance at the moment was a bit comical. His hair had all been burned off by Qingfeng Li's Golden Flames and hadn't yet grown back. So, for now, he was completely bald.

The meeting between two enemies is never peaceful. The White Hair Devil gave a furious roar as he charged at Qingfeng Li, intending to kill him.

Qingfeng Li stood still, his expression calm. He knew for sure that someone was stop him.

The next moment, from behind Qingfeng Li, the Chief Commander emerged.