Three days had passed in the blink of an eye, and the students of Heavenly Position Academy were becoming busy, preparing for the upcoming promotion assessment.
The so-called promotion assessment naturally consists of cultural theoretical courses, as well as a verification of one’s cultivation realm.
To advance from a Yellow Character Disciple to a Xuan Character Disciple, one must have opened more than ten meridians; otherwise, they could only continue as a Yellow Character Disciple. And if one failed to advance in the second promotion assessment, they would be ruthlessly eliminated by Heavenly Position Academy.
Regarding the cultural theoretical course, which accounted for twenty percent of the overall assessment, although the weight was not high, if the grades were too low, it would still affect one’s promotion.
During this period, whether it was the Martial Arts Instructor or the theoretical course instructor, there was no doubt that this was the busiest time.
On this day, Su Qingxuan finished her usual class for the students and returned to her own dwelling, only to find a "guest" in her courtyard.
Upon seeing the middle-aged man dealing with weeds in the medicine field, Su Qingxuan immediately froze in place.
"Hm." Su Dongling nodded slightly, looked back at Su Qingxuan with a hint of a smile, "Not bad, your advancement in cultivation over the past half year is quite good."
Su Qingxuan narrowed her eyes with a smile, quickly walked over to Su Dongling’s side, and hugged her father’s arm, her smile brimming, "Of course!"
Su Dongling affectionately glanced at his daughter, the only concern in his heart during his roaming across the Four Seas for all these years was for this precious daughter.
The father and daughter entered the loft, and Su Qingxuan quickly served tea and poured water for her father, then asked, "Dad, when did you come back?"
"It’s been a few days." Su Dongling smiled faintly, "First, I went to the Alchemy Master Guild."
"Hmph, as expected, alchemy is more important to dad than his daughter!" Su Qingxuan pouted her lips, feeling somewhat jealous.
"Silly girl." Su Dongling shook his head with a smile, then said, "By the way, the elixir recipe I gave you when I left, have you completed it?"
"Of course!" Su Qingxuan giggled, "I just completed it not long ago."
"Oh? In that case, you have made rapid progress in your Alchemy Dao."
Su Dongling nodded his head, "Come, show the elixir recipe to your dad, and also, since the recipe is completed, do you have any finished Purple Light Dust Pills?"
"Here." Su Qingxuan formed a hand sign and took out an old-looking scroll from her Spirit Storage Ring, along with a jade box, smiling cheekily, "I knew you would definitely want to test the pills."
"You’re always too clever by half!"
Su Dongling unfolded the scroll and saw the few added herbs and proportions, as well as the years, and he nodded silently to himself. Then, seeing some fire control processes added at the back, he couldn’t help but be surprised.
"This... did you really complete this?"
Su Dongling looked incredulously at his daughter, thinking she had not merely completed the elixir recipe but had redefined the Ancient Pill Recipe from a completely new perspective.
If Su Qingxuan had indeed accomplished this, then his daughter had to be at least a Sixth level Advanced Alchemist, with a level of skill not far off from his own.
"What’s wrong?" Su Qingxuan pouted her lips, feeling somewhat uneasy inside.
"You little girl." Su Dongling took a deep breath, opened the jade box beside him, took out the elixir inside, and swallowed it.
After a long while, Su Dongling slowly spoke, "Three times the efficacy of an ordinary Purple Light Dust Pill, girl, who has been secretly assisting you, tell me the truth?"
Su Qingxuan’s face turned red, and she bit her lip, "Why can’t it be your daughter who accomplished this?"
"You silly girl, if you can perfect the Elixir Recipe of the Purple Light Dust Pill to such a level, there’s no need for Daddy to teach you anything more. Your mastery of the Alchemy Dao is almost on par with your dad’s."
Su Qingxuan’s eyelids twitched, and she said with surprise, "So he’s that impressive!"
"Humph!" A light poke on Su Qingxuan’s forehead came from the cave, along with a faint smile, "Did you seek help from Uncle Hong?"
"No." Su Qingxuan bit her tender lips, feeling somewhat embarrassed as she said, "Actually, I... I asked one of my students."
"Student?" A figure flashed through Su Dongling’s mind as he quickly asked, "What’s his name?"
"Ling Feng!" A glint flickered in Su Dongling’s eyes, "So it’s really him?"
"Daddy, you’ve met Ling Feng?" Su Qingxuan asked, surprised.
"Mmm, if it’s this lad, then it’s not strange at all. This youngster’s Alchemy Dao is truly rare in this world." Su Dongling laughed heartily, "I was wondering, this young fellow’s smelting technique is somewhat similar to my own creation. It turns out you’re the one who taught him."
"Taught?" Su Qingxuan shook her head repeatedly, "Daddy, I didn’t teach him! He actually just watched me make an Elixir once."
"What!" Su Dongling nearly leapt from his seat, "You’re telling me, he mastered the essence of the old man’s Nine Spirit Refining Method just by watching it once!"
"Incredible, truly incredible!"
Su Dongling couldn’t help rubbing his hands together excitedly; this was simply the perfect successor to inherit his Poison Master legacy!
Even if it was Su Qingxuan, her talents were limited and it would be difficult for her to become a truly top-notch Poison Master.
"Daddy, I promised him that after you teach your ’Xuanhuo Nine Refinements’ to your daughter, then I would pass it on to him." Su Qingxuan bit her lip, looking pitiful, "Now that Daddy you’ve realized it wasn’t me who completed the Elixir Recipe, you won’t refuse to teach the Xuanhuo Nine Refining Technique to your daughter, right?"
"You silly girl, quit pretending to be pitiful here." Su Dongling rolled his eyes, "Daddy’s little skills will eventually be passed to you anyway. Teach, teach, teach, with your current Alchemy skills, it’s time for you to learn the Xuanhuo Nine Refining Technique."
"Haha, thank you, Daddy! You’re the best!"
Su Qingxuan cheered, behaving like a lively little girl in front of her father, nothing like the aloofness of Master Su in the classroom.
"However, I still have something to instruct you on," Su Dongling said to his daughter in a serious tone.
"What is it?" Su Qingxuan blinked her bright eyes, puzzled.
"I have no objections to you teaching the techniques of the Xuanhuo Nine Refinements to that boy Ling Feng, but you also need to pass another item to him."
"The essence of the Poison Master’s knowledge, ’Ten Thousand Poison Scripture,’ compiled by me over many years, combining the experiences of our predecessors."
"That..." Su Qingxuan’s eyes widened in astonishment, "Daddy, that’s the culmination of your life’s work! Why don’t you personally give him the book?"
"That kid is already a disciple of Yan Cangtian; I wouldn’t stoop to stealing students from Old Man Yan. However, since the lad has the potential to become a Poison Master, it wouldn’t hurt to help him along."
It was truly difficult to find a suitable candidate for a Poison Master. Su Dongling had traveled across the Four Seas these years and hadn’t found a proper successor, and now that he had finally discovered Ling Feng, though fated not to share a master-disciple bond, for the sake of ensuring his legacy did not die out, he was willing to pass the ’Ten Thousand Poison Scripture’ to Ling Feng.
Of course, there were some private intentions in Su Dongling’s heart as well. Although Ling Feng couldn’t become his disciple, it seemed that his own daughter had quite the fondness for the lad.
If he can’t be a disciple, becoming a son-in-law is another way to ensure the ’water stays in our own fields’!