Elder Dongfang frowned. “What are you doing?”
Feng Wu said matter-of-factly, “I’m making my medicine.”
She had found the cauldron in the imperial apothecary when she went there with Emperor Wu’s token.
It was a portable instrument, and it had been collecting dust in the palace, so she took it without hesitation.
Elder Dongfang stared at Feng Wu in disbelief.
Had the girl lost her mind?
Making medicine?
Does she think I haven’t seen this process before?
I’ve seen Ziyun making her pills!
It has to be in a refinement room, and there mustn’t be any noise!
The girl was going to do that in front of so many people.
Who was she trying to fool?
“I can tell you know nothing about medicine refinement.” Elder Dongfang smirked. “A real medicine refiner doesn’t work like this.”
Elder Dongfang glanced at Dongfang Ziyun, feeling proud of the girl.
Dongfang Ziyun nodded at her aunt.
She then told Feng Wu, “Feng Wu, don’t humiliate yourself. That’s not how you make pills. You don’t know a thing.”
She was relieved.
For a moment, she really thought Feng Wu was a Semi-Divine medicine refiner because the girl was so calm.
When Feng Wu took out the cauldron, Dongfeng Ziyun thought she had revealed the fact that she was only as capable as a student could be.
“What do you mean she doesn’t know a thing? Xiao Wu has been a Supreme Level medicine refiner for a long time!”
Feng Xun finally broke free. He pulled the rag out of his mouth and shouted at Dongfang Ziyun.
Dongfang Ziyun only shook her head. “Feng Xun, stop bragging. I’m a genius, and I only became a Supreme Level medicine refiner at 20. As for her…”
Feng Xun said, “Xiao Wu is only 14!”
Dongfang Ziyun smirked. “A 14-year-old is a Semi-Divine medicine refiner? Can it get more ridiculous than that? I’m done talking to you!”
Dongfang Ziyun wanted to chase Feng Wu away.
However, she was shocked by what she saw.
That small cauldron was floating in the air and burning on its own.
No, it wasn’t like that.
A small colorful bird was breathing fire at it.
Dongfang Ziyun was dumbfounded.
When she looked at Feng Wu, she saw her putting materials into the cauldron.
Dongfang Ziyun recognized several of them.
Where did Feng Wu get those materials from?
She then saw a storage pouch hanging on Feng Wu’s belt.
That pouch contained a storage space; even Dongfang Ziyun’s own sect didn’t have something like that.
Her aunt, who was the most senior elder of the Military Academy, didn’t have such a treasure either.
How could Feng Wu have such a thing?
Dongfang Ziyun was so jealous.
It would be so convenient if she had one of her own.
She was so jealous, and she wanted to take it from Feng Wu.
