The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1173 - 508: Yin Yang White Fire, Terrifying Artifact Refining Talent

Madam Shen had changed into a plain dress, her light makeup still on her face.

Her eyes were fierce and round, her face ablaze with rage.

"Was it you who carried the bathwater?"

Whip in hand, she was on the verge of lashing out.

After a night of tender passion with her husband, she was ready for a good bath.

But then...

Of course, she still took her bath, but afterwards, she sought out Shen Lingfeng to vent her frustration.

"Mom, I was wrong!" Dangling from the tree, Shen Lingfeng had no clue what had happened, but he recalled the clever trick his brother-in-law had taught him, and apologized.

"Hmph, you know you’re wrong?" Madam Shen fumed, "Tell me, where did you go wrong?"

These words stumped Shen Lingfeng once again.

"Hmph, Qi Yuan causing trouble is one thing; after all, he has stayed in the Madhouse before, but do you also wish to stay there?"

The thought of the bathwater infuriated Madam Shen.

Because she suddenly felt that when Shen Lingfeng said he wanted a sister, it was intentional.

"Spilling the bathwater is one thing, but what’s the meaning of adding green onions, ginger, and garlic?"

Madam Shen swung her whip, cracking it in the air.

Shen Lingfeng screamed in terror, wailing like a tormented spirit.

The household servants and maids kept their distance, not daring to approach.

...

"Today is a very fortunate day."

"The degree of my impersonation as the son-in-law, Qi Yuan, has reached 70%."

"More than expected; could it be that, not only my mother-in-law took a bath, but my father-in-law did as well?"

Qi Yuan speculated inwardly.

Based on his calculations, spilling his mother-in-law’s bathwater was supposed to increase his impersonation degree to around 60, but it went up by 10.

Clearly, the bathwater he spilled wasn’t just for his mother-in-law’s use...

"The reward for this degree of impersonation is... ’Yin-Yang Whitefire’."

When he reached an impersonation degree of thirty, Qi Yuan had obtained Artifice Heart, which increased his success rate in artifact refining by half.

Now, he had received Yin-Yang Whitefire.

Yin-Yang Whitefire is a potent Heartfire.

The strength of an Artificer isn’t only related to their artifact-refining skills but also to their Heartfire.

Many materials in the world are hard and indestructible, some are even hard to melt.

Some Artificers awaken a Heartfire that isn’t strong enough to melt and forge certain special and precious materials.

Yin-Yang Whitefire is different; a powerful and dominant flame that can even melt Divine Grade materials.

"It seems this son-in-law, Qi Yuan, actually has a high level of Artificer’s talent, it’s just... dormant."

Qi Yuan appraised.

"Yin-Yang Whitefire!"

Along with Qi Yuan’s figure, a chilling white fire appeared.

On this ball of flame, Qi Yuan sensed the extremes of ice-cold and searing heat.

Two completely different essences, coexisting in a single flame, quite paradoxical.

Thinking this, Qi Yuan took out a piece of special material he had purchased.

This material, named Fenghuang Gold, is a Sky-Level material.

The Magic Artifacts he had previously crafted, which were not graded, could be elevated to Yellow Rank by adding a bit of Fenghuang Gold.

And if they were Yellow Rank, they could improve by a small grade.

The former Qi Yuan had no way to melt this kind of material.

Now, with the emergence of Yin-Yang Whitefire, the Fenghuang Gold softened instantly, and then liquefied.

"As expected of the Yin-Yang Whitefire. Now, I can even consider crafting Earth-Level Magic Artifacts."

Up until now, the strongest Magic Artifact Qi Yuan had crafted was only at the Profound Level.

After awakening the Yin-Yang Whitefire, he could attempt to craft Earth-Level Magic Artifacts.

An Earth-Level Artificer in Jining Prefecture would be considered a local hegemond.

The next day, Shen Lingfeng didn’t show up, but Chen Xianwei came over.

"In half a month, I will be accompanying the Shen Family to Yesan Lake, to attend the Artificer’s Convention," Chen Xianwei said with a hint of worry on his face, "I wonder if there will be young talents this time who can repair the mighty Dragon Sovereign’s Spear."

The Artificer’s Convention, also known as the Artifact Refining Convention.

The purpose of this convention was to gather the young talents from the three prefectures of Jiangzhou to come together and discuss the repair of the Dragon Sovereign’s Spear.

"If it were before, you, just starting in this field, would not have the qualifications to participate.

Now, with the imminent threat of the Water Lord at Yesan Lake, every Artificer’s brilliant ideas are needed," Chen Xianwei continued.

"Artifact Refining is not my strength, but brilliance, sure," Qi Yuan said casually, "If I can repair the Dragon Sovereign’s Spear, what reward will be given?"

"You’re thinking a little too far ahead," Chen Xianwei laughed, "Probably a million silver notes."

"Just a million? That’s so little?" Qi Yuan couldn’t help himself.

If it were the former Qi Yuan, he would have thought a million was a lot.

But now, with two million on him, he would say, "Just this?"

"Sigh, a little goal worth a single attempt from me."

"You, normally an Earth-Level Magic Artifact, would cost about tens or hundreds of thousands of silver notes.

The Dragon Sovereign’s Spear, being close to a Heavenly Weapon and very special, and because it’s related to the safety of the people of Jining Prefecture, is worth a million!

And you still complain that the amount is too small; even the Shen Mansion you’re living in can’t take out a million silver notes," Chen Xianwei gasped.

The Shen Family’s assets exceed a million, but most are fixed assets, with dreadfully little cash and silver notes.

Chen Xianwei is relatively wealthy, with just barely ten thousand in silver notes on him.

"Let’s not talk about this; here, these are the materials for crafting the Profound Origin Spear, refine these in the next few days, and you can go to Yesan Lake," Chen Xianwei gave a pile of materials to Qi Yuan.

The Profound Origin Spear is a standard-issue, ungraded Magic Artifact.

In a general military formation, there’s a strong force of spearmen; they all use the Profound Origin Spear.

These spearmen are an elite force in the army.

A thousand spearmen are sufficient to suppress an Earth-Level Army Commander.

"Alright, I’ll refine it now."

"Isn’t it a bit early? Aren’t you going to prepare..."

Chen Xianwei’s words caught in his throat.