Qingyao Ding said: What are you shouting?
The household servant: Reporting to Madam, there's an aura of the supernatural in our mansion. While around us it's sunny and pleasant, with a fine day, only in our mansion is there a constant mist and steam.
Qingyao Ding said: You don't know the reason, so don't make false statements. Just do your own work and be at ease.
The household servant and the maid have discovered a problem. Although there is only one door separating the courtyard outside from the courtyard, it feels like the air is different. The air inside the courtyard is fresh while also giving a very comfortable feeling, but there is no such feeling outside of the courtyard, which has left them very puzzled and confused!
The mist gradually disappeared without a trace, and the concentration of the spiritual essence in the air significantly increased, giving them a sense that living here would enhance their power.
Ding Guocheng and Kang Yuning looked at Mo Wenjie with great joy. They couldn't help but be delighted with their son-in-law. The more they looked at him, the more they liked him, and even dreams could make them laugh awake.
Ding Feiyun looked at his eldest brother and sister-in-law. Your daughter has endured so much, it's worth it! Apparently, we will also be able to ascend through refining and surviving in our lifetimes.
Kang Yuning smiled warmly, Little sister, you're not bad either. You've always supported Qingyao, and your judgment isn't bad either.
Zhan Tianhua laughed loudly, "My dear wife, you have sharp eyes."
Ding Feiyun shot him a glare and waved him off. "Go away. Don't try to confuse me with your talk here."
A shout was heard from outside: "Where is Sister Qingyao?"
Qingyao Ding heard the shout and identified it. "Xiao sister, how can you have time to come here?"
Mo Shanshan said: I heard from my aunt that Brother Wenjie has found me another pretty sister-in-law. I came to see how beautiful the new sister-in-law is.
Zhou Manru looked at Mo Shanshan. "I am your new sister-in-law. Xiao Shanshan, do you think I'm pretty?"
Mo Shanshan looked at Zhou Manru and around, examining her from all sides. "Are you an immortal goddess descended from the heavens, sister? Brother Wenjie is so capable, he never misses a chance to find a pretty girl. I'm proud of having such an amazing brother."
Qingyao Ding said: What are you proud of? Don't you worry that your brother's harem will catch fire?
Mo Shanshan pouted her lips and raised her eyebrows. "Sister-in-laws are all virtuous, how could there be such a thing?"
Qingyao Ding gave Mo Wenjie a look and said, "Look at your brother's character. He knows how to seduce flowers outside and is a complete heartless man."
Mo Shanshan said: My brother also worked hard with good intentions. He tried to beautify our home environment by flirting and bringing in beautiful flowers to our home!"
Ding Qingyao laughed in exasperation, "With your encouragement, isn't your brother supposed to be the groom every night?"
Mo Shanshan smiled and laughed, "Then Qingyao sister, you must be even more powerful, leading an army of over a thousand concubines. If my sister is bullied, please send your army to help her!"
Ding Qingyao waved her hand, "It's a must!"
The crowd in the hall laughed heartily, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
Mo Shanshan suddenly remembered something and asked, "Sister-in-law, I noticed that the spiritual essence in the air inside the courtyard is very high. What's going on?"
Zhou Manru said to ask your brother!
Mo Wenjie, who already liked this cousin very much, replied before Mo Shanshan could speak, "I've set up a gathering spirit array here. The concentration of spiritual essence in the courtyard is three to four times higher than outside. Practicing here for a day is equivalent to practicing for over three days outside.
Mo Shanshan listened and was first shocked, then pouted her lips and looked unhappy.
Mo Wenjie patted her head and asked affectionately, "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"
Mo Shanshan pouted her lips and said, "Brother Wenjie, you're biased. You've got a wife and forgotten about your mother. Why doesn't our Mo family estate have a gathering spirit array?"
Mo Wenjie smiled and winked, "I'll set it up right away when I get back. Of course, it won't be neglected."
Mo Shanshan finally brightened up, "Let's go back and set up the gathering spirit array. Otherwise, I'll follow you every day, and it will drive you crazy."
Mo Wenjie smiled and shook his head, "You're really a headache! Alright, let's go home."
Mo Wenjie, Mo Shanshan, Ding Qingyao, and Zhou Manru returned to the Mo family estate together.
Yao Wanting smiled and said: Shan Shan has brought your brother back?
Mo Shanshan replied proudly, "Miss accomplished a task for two, not only capturing Brother Wenjie but also bringing back two more for the propagation of the next generation, top-quality customers."
Mo Shanshan's words caused everyone to burst into laughter.
Mo Wenjie said, "Mom and dad, I'm back to set up a gathering spirit array in our estate. I will increase the concentration of spiritual essence in our estate by more than three times. Practicing here for a day is equivalent to practicing for over three days outside."
The Mo family all exclaimed with joy upon hearing this.
Mo Wenjie said, "Let's get started right away." Within over an hour, the gathering spirit array was set up and activated, and the concentration of spiritual essence in the estate increased by more than three times. Since then, the people of the Mo family have been joyful and enthusiastic.
Time flies. In a blink of an eye, it was time for the alchemy competition.
The Mo family members, along with Ding Guocheng and his wife, Ding Feiyun and her husband, accompanied Mo Wenjie, Ding Qingyao, Qin Lingyue, and Zhou Manru to the venue of the alchemy competition.
The alchemy competition has entered the final round of the grand final.
All the sects and families in Kunlun realm have arrived. The competition site, covering hundreds of mu, was crowded with people. The sects and families who came to watch the competition had the same goal: to recruit a senior alchemist as an esteemed guest. This would accelerate the development of their clan. Even a regular alchemist could be a big help to a clan. Everyone's goal was mutual understanding, but because of their common goal, they became competitors.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Dou Yongjun walked onto the stage. He coughed once and asked everyone to be quiet. The following is the final round of the five-year-once Alchemy Association Competition. According to the pre-trial of the pill, and after the preliminary round, this Alchemy Association Competition has 123 participants. Among these, 82 people were eliminated in the preliminary and semi-finals, leaving only 41 people for the final round. The final round will select one first prize, awarded with twenty planting grasses; one million worth of precious stones; two second prizes, awarded with ten planting grasses and five million worth of precious stones; three third prizes, awarded with one planting grass and one million worth of precious stones; four fourth prizes, awarded with ten planting grasses and two million worth of precious stones. In addition to these, participants in the final round will receive various rewards. The judging for this competition will be conducted by Mr. Chang Bao Shan, Vice President Qiao Si Ming, and Guo Yimin, all members of the Alchemy Association. The rules for this competition are well known to everyone. I will not read them again here. Judges will evaluate participants based on their trial time, number of pills produced, quality of finished pills, and other factors to determine the top four winners. The competition has now begun. Please all contestants to proceed to their respective alchemical furnaces to perform pill refinement."
Mo Wenjie looked at his number tag number 26 and walked towards the 26th alchemical furnace.
When he saw the alchemical materials, Mo Wenjie felt puzzled. "What's the Alchemy Association up to? Why did they make me refine the Seven Star Death Pill? Does the Alchemy Association have someone missing their three souls and seven spirits, or is there a martial artist whose soul was taken by an evil cult during a battle and left them in a state of perpetual unconsciousness?" The spectators saw that everyone else had already started refining pills, but Mo Wenjie was standing there motionless. Many people who had watched the previous three matches knew that he had joined at the last minute, but why wasn't he refining pills?
The Mo family and Ding Guocheng and others were also eagerly waiting. Everyone else had already started refining the pills, so why was he still hesitating? Was it because he had never refined such a pill before or was he waiting for something?
Mo Shanshan shouted anxiously, "Brother Wenjie, what are you doing? The alchemy competition has already started. What are you waiting for? Start refining the pills right away!"
At this moment, Ding Qingyao, Zhou Manru, and Qin Lingyue couldn't hold back either, and they all started calling out to Mo Wenjie. "What are you thinking about, Mo Wenjie? The competition has already started for over ten minutes. Why are you still in thought? Are the pills you're refining different from others', or is it that you've never refined this kind of pill before?"
Among the crowd, the most delighted person was Ding Daosun, Ding Guofu, and Ding Feixue. We had thought he was extraordinary, but it turned out he was just a fraud. The broken-level golden pill he had initially presented was probably purchased. We almost fell for his trick. We really are foolish. If we had asked them at the Zhou family estate, we would have embarrassed ourselves.
Ding Daosun snorted coldly, "A silver lance with a white lance head is only good to look at and not useful. Fortunately, I did not seek his forgiveness, or I would have nowhere to put my old face."
Ding Guofu laughed heartily, "For such a person to dare to enter the alchemy competition is truly shameless. I'm really puzzled. Are all the people in the Alchemy Association fools? For someone like this to be in the finals, has someone taken a bribe, I wonder? If that's the case, I'll report you guys later. Let's see if I can bring down the reputation of the Alchemy Association."
Ding Feixue laughed uncontrollably, "Ding Qingyao, Ding Qingyao, the husband you arranged for us was so excellent. Why don't you want him? You have to choose this Mo Wenjie. Today, he will become a laughingstock of the entire Kunlun realm. Your whole family will also lose face. Wait and see how I'll laugh at your family."
A beautiful girl asked, "Grandpa, who is this Mo Wenjie you're talking about?"
Ding Daosun replied, "Yunyao, you saw that's number 26. He and your cousin, no, she's not your cousin anymore, Ding Qingyao. She and he were engaged in a doll marriage when they were young. Later, he disappeared for twenty years and only came back recently. Not long after his return, he proposed to our family. Your father, my son-in-law, and your aunt all disagreed with their match. Ding Qingyao refused to cancel the engagement. Ding Guocheng and Ding Feiyun supported them, so I kicked them out of the house."
Today, he dares to come to the alchemy competition, truly reckless. Look at how everyone else has almost finished refining their pills, and he's still standing there like a dummy. Such an idiot, and yet Ding Qingyao's family treats him like a treasure. It's really amusing to old me.
Yunyao, you must never learn from Ding Qingyao's mistakes. Not listening to the old folks will lead to regrets in the future. But it's too late now. There's no such thing as a pill of regret.
Ding Yunyao murmured to herself, "Is this Mo Wenjie really as insipid as they say? It shouldn't be, right? After all, my cousin is the disciple of the Jade Girl Sect. Shouldn't she have at least some discernment? It shouldn't be like this..."
Ding Guofu shouted in anger, "She's not your cousin; she's just a shameless whore."
Ding Yunyao said coldly, "Father, how can you say such things about my aunt? No matter what, she is your own niece. Even if you don't acknowledge it, the blood relationship can't be erased."
Ding Guofu fumed, "You're already showing signs of defiance against us. You're becoming insubordinate already, daring to speak back to your father. You're ultimately a money pit, and your younger brother is much better. He's so obedient!"
Ding Yunyao's face turned ashen upon hearing this. "Ding Hengfeng is all about indulgence in food, drink, and entertainment, dancing and making merry night after night. That's what you call obedience? Why don't you listen to his words?"
Ding Guofu's anger was ignited upon hearing this. "Do you want to die?"
