Chapter 18 - Chapter 18 Wei Zhengqing (1/2)

Chapter 18 Wei Zhengqing

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“Thank you, Lin Daoyou.”

Ning Yue curtsied in gratitude.

“There is no need for such courtesy,” Lin Jing said, wanting to reach out and raise her, but suddenly recalling the difference in their genders, his hand halted midair.

He then quickly recovered.

“Ning Daoyou, I also have a matter to request.”

Ning Yue stood up and replied, “Please speak, Daoyou.”

Lin Jing took out the Alchemy manual he had obtained from Manager Li and handed it to Ning Yue, saying,

“Ning Daoyou, this manual on pill concoction was acquired by chance, but during the process of making Elixir Medicine, I discovered that this manual is not complete; it contains many errors and omissions.”

“Could you please help me see if this manual can still be pursued for study?”

“Is this the manual you are currently studying?” Ning Yue took the manual but did not open it to look through.

“Yes,” Lin Jing answered.

“The manual is the foundation that each Alchemist relies upon. Do you trust me so much?” Ning Yue looked at Lin Jing earnestly.

“Naturally, since Ning Daoyou has decided to teach me the Alchemy Technique, what use is there for me to keep this incomplete manual?”

On hearing this, Ning Yue found the reasoning sound and without further words, she started to flip through the manual.

As she turned the pages faster, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

In just the time it took to finish a cup of tea, she had looked through it completely.

“Lin Daoyou,” Ning Yue said with her brows knitted tightly.

“Please speak, Ning Daoyou. Can this manual be continued?”

Lin Jing looked at Ning Yue, waiting for her response.

“I just had a quick look, and there are countless mistakes in this Alchemy manual of Lin Daoyou’s.”

“The failure rate of your Alchemy must be quite high, I presume.”

Lin Jing nodded and said,

“Just as Ning Daoyou has said, my success rate in Alchemy is indeed low, barely one in ten.”

“In that case, Daoyou should stop practicing Alchemy for the time being. I will find time to correct this manual for you, and once you study the new manual, then you can resume Alchemy.”

“Thank you, Ning Daoyou.”

Lin Jing had been worrying about the manual, and now that Ning Yue had offered to correct it, it exactly matched his wishes; how could he possibly refuse?

So, Lin Jing quickly expressed his gratitude.

Afterward, the two walked out of the house.

Seeing them come out, Luo Luo quickly went up to greet them.

“Mother, Uncle Lin.”

Ning Yue walked over and then crouched down to straighten Luo Luo’s clothes, after which she touched Luo Luo’s head and said,

“Luo Luo, your mother will be busy for a while, so during the daytime, I’ll leave you with Uncle Lin to take care of, alright?”

Luo Luo first looked at Ning Yue, then turned to look at Lin Jing, who was smiling.

“Okay…”

“I know Mother is busy, and I will be very good staying with Uncle Lin. I definitely won’t cause any trouble for Mother.”

Luo Luo’s understanding nearly brought tears to Ning Yue’s eyes.

But if she did not go to help others with Alchemy, what else could she and her daughter rely on to survive?

Ning Yue stood up, took out a stack of books from her Storage Bag, and handed them to Lin Jing.

“Lin Daoyou, these books I have collected are some Spirit Grass and Demonic Beasts pictorials, along with various anecdotes. Luo Luo loves these books; she becomes completely engrossed in them and won’t disturb you.”

“Among them, there are also a few of my own notes on Alchemy insights. You may look at them first. When I have some free time, I will help you repair the manual.”

“Alchemy insights?”

Aren’t Alchemy insights incredibly precious to every Alchemist?

She was even willing to give her Alchemy insights; it seemed that Ning Yue truly intended to teach him.

Thereafter, Ning Yue departed.

The courtyard was left with only Lin Jing and Luo Luo.

“Now that I can’t practice Alchemy, and it’s impossible to cultivate in this place where the Spiritual Energy is so scarce…”

“Luo Luo.”

“What is it, Uncle?”

Luo Luo lifted her little face, looking up at Lin Jing.