護花近衛 - 第2202章 資料的價值 - 清風書屋

General Weiwu was an animal that had shared life and death with the young miss from the very beginning; it had been willing to sacrifice itself to save her, and that bond was proof enough of its loyalty, so Wei Zhao could upgrade it without hesitation. As for the Heavenly Thunder Pig, it was the spirit beast that had belonged to Zhang Lifeng. Wei Zhao had inherited Zhang Lifeng's legacy; the Heavenly Thunder Pig had no other choice but to follow Wei Zhao. It could either remain in the ancient tomb or follow Wei Zhao, the heir of Zhang Lifeng.

But the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast was the guardian spirit beast of the Qianshan Sect, and it had switched allegiance to Wei Zhao midway. So Wei Zhao could hardly vouch for its loyalty. If he upgraded it and it then turned tail and walked away, Wei Zhao would not even be able to beat it—he would have no way to deal with it at all.

It seemed this matter would require careful thought. Tonight, when he went back, he would also have to have a proper talk with the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast.

Back in the school classroom, Wei Zhao saw You Panhu sitting there beaming, talking about something with Huang Mao and Zi Mao. Seeing Wei Zhao come in, he actually smiled at Wei Zhao—a first! He had already had the Right Ten Generals make copies of the materials and send them back to the hidden You family, and he had kept an extra copy for himself.

Once the materials were sent back, he probably would not be able to see them again. In the hidden You family's scripture pavilion, an alchemist of his rank was still not permitted to consult things at will, so You Panhu had kept a copy for himself to read—a preparation for his future smooth entry into the hidden You family's council of elders.

Watching You Panhu's expression, Wei Zhao grew all the more puzzled. Could it be that the hidden You family really did not possess these materials? Otherwise, why would You Panhu be so pleased?

But even if that were true, Wei Zhao had no regrets. What You Panhu had given in exchange for a set of materials was, all things considered, a fair bargain.

Wei Zhao returned to his seat. Han Jingyi was still writing and sketching on her tablet. Seeing Wei Zhao, she said happily, "Brother Wei Zhao, I've drawn so much inspiration from these materials—now I feel even more confident about refining second-grade pills!"

"Is that so? That's wonderful." Wei Zhao had grown somewhat numb to Han Jingyi's genius. He handed her all the materials You Panhu had given him in one go and said, "The materials are all here—fifteen sets in total. Have a look."

"Mm-hm, wonderful! Now Jingjing can try refining second-grade pills," Han Jingyi said, taking the materials from Wei Zhao's hands. "Brother Wei Zhao, you're so good to Jingjing—you're always helping Jingjing get the things she wants."

"Once you become an alchemist and refine pills for me, I'll be the one thanking you then," Wei Zhao said.

"Yes, yes! Once Jingjing learns, she'll refine pills for Brother Wei Zhao and no one else!" Han Jingyi nodded.

Looking at Han Jingyi's innocent little face, Wei Zhao was sometimes truly baffled. This genius girl—could she really have been sent to him by heaven? Just when he was unable to solve an alchemy problem, Han Jingyi appeared!

Judged by the standards of traditional alchemy, Han Jingyi was no genius at all. Possessing a single-attribute fire constitution, she could be called the dregs of alchemists. Yet in Han Jingyi's case, this single fire attribute had become her advantage!

Though she lacked a wood attribute to sense the changes in the medicinal ingredients inside the cauldron, Han Jingyi could replace it with more scientific and precise curve functions! It was rather like the difference between a manual workshop and an assembly line.

Take a shoemaker: however superb his craftsmanship, the shoes he makes can never be exactly identical, and there will be times when he errs.