Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

There were only four people at the dinner.

Anyone who comes in to serve dishes must be the most trusted servants and maids in the Prince's Mansion.

During the meal, there was a lively little kid who opened his eyes full of curiosity and kept looking Wang Qiye up and down.

Hao Jing waved at him lovingly, and the child ran into Hao Jing's arms very obediently.

Hao Jing pointed at the short-haired young man at the table and said softly, "Come on, call me uncle."

"Hello, uncle." Hao Qingtian called out in a baby voice, then hid in Hao Jing's arms again, continuing to secretly look at Wang Qiye.

As far as Hao Qingtian could remember, there were very few receptions of this scale at home. He knew in his heart that everyone present was no ordinary person.

Wang Qiye smiled slightly, reached out his hand and groped in the storage bag, then took out a third-level long sword. "I didn't know Tian'er had grown so big. I came here in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts. I'll give this long sword I picked up on the road to Tian'er. I hope you don't mind."

The reason why Wang Qiye dared to give this sword was because the Lord of Bijiangdu City followed him all the way but did not mention the spoils. He thought that if he sold these things to other domains, they would not chase him and ask for them.

Yan Mengwan was naturally happy to see that Wang Qiye took out a third-level magic weapon, but a third-level magic weapon was too expensive, so she quickly declined. "This third-level long sword is really too expensive, and Tian'er is still young, we can't take it."

Yan Mengwan didn’t know about Wang Qiye’s heroic feat yet. If she knew the current annual income of Yueyu Tower, she might not have refused.

"Take it. I think this child is very smart. In less than forty years, he will be able to use this sword."

"Then I'll borrow your good words." Hao Jing smiled and took the sword, gently stroking Hao Qingtian's little head. "Come on, why don't you thank your uncle?"

"Thank you, uncle." The clever child called out with extra sincerity this time. Although he didn't know whether the thing was good or not, he was very happy when he saw that he had received a gift.

"I'm sorry to have made you spend money again, Junior Brother." Seeing that Hao Jing had already accepted it, Yan Mengwan could only roll her eyes at him, revealing a helpless look.

"Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold." Hao Jing carefully put away the sword and greeted everyone enthusiastically.

So the dinner started in a lively atmosphere with laughter and joy.

"In addition to refining elixirs, I have been working on combining the art of refining elixirs with the art of making soups, and I have made some achievements over the years."

Yan Mengwan spoke with great pride, her fair face gleaming in the candlelight, as smooth as a beautiful jade.

With a phoenix crown and bridal robe, and glittering jewels dotted around, the restaurant seems to be shining and full of light.

“No wonder this bowl of soup is so rich and mellow. I’ve never tasted anything like it even in the mountains.” Wang Qiye finished the soup in the bowl in a few gulps, saying it was so satisfying.

His face was full of satisfaction and intoxication, as if this bowl of soup was the most delicious delicacy in the world.

"Then you should drink two more bowls. Normally, I only get the portion she ordered the maid to cook, but today she cooked it herself."

After Hao Jing finished speaking, he served him another bowl. His eyes showed his pride in his wife's cooking skills and his passion for Wang Qiye.

"Mother, I want one too." Hao Qingtian ran to Yan Mengwan again and pulled her shawl.

His young face was full of anticipation, his eyes sparkling. Yan Mengwan pinched his face lovingly, "You are just naughty." Then she reached out and served him a bowl.

Wang Qiye nodded. He really had nothing to do now and could stay for a while longer, so he said politely, "Let's talk about it later."

"I know that my junior brother is an expert in alchemy. I wonder what kind of elixir he is refining now?" Yan Mengwan wanted to compete with him.

After returning to the Sifang Domain, she has not been idle for the past ten years or so, and has been constantly improving her alchemy skills.

With multiple noble identities as her, the domain lord directly opened the door of the herb storehouse to her, allowing her to use the herbs inside as she wished.

She also tried to refine various fourth-level pills, and the furnace never exploded again.

In recent years, the success rate of fourth-grade pills has continued to rise, reaching as high as 70%.

For a time, she became famous throughout the world and became an important figure.

And Hao Jing also relied on her reputation to compete for the position of crown prince with an overwhelming advantage.

Such a high success rate is enough to support her in trying to refine fifth-grade pills, so in recent years she has been preparing and searching for information, preparing to reach the level of a fifth-grade alchemist within one or two years.

There was a gleam of challenge and expectation in her eyes, like a warrior about to step onto the battlefield.

Facing this one of the few close people, Wang Qiye couldn't tell a white lie. "I'm already a sixth-rank alchemist." He still concealed some key things, both for his own consideration and for her good.

"Ah! No way, junior brother, you are only 41 years old this year!!!" Yan Mengwan covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Although she was mentally prepared, she could accept it calmly even if Wang Qiye said that he was preparing to refine a sixth-level alchemy furnace.

However, there is a huge gap between preparing to refine sixth-grade elixirs and becoming a sixth-grade alchemist, like a chasm.

She knew very well that Wang Qiye would never lie to her, but such shocking news undoubtedly shattered her pride in an instant.

Her face immediately lost some of its luster, and the originally arrogant tail behind her also quietly retracted.

I originally thought that there was not much difference between us, but I didn't expect that when we met again, I couldn't even see the whole picture of each other just by looking up.

It was February in the Xiuzhen calendar year, and the two had only been separated for fifteen years. Seeing him again, he felt more and more unfamiliar.

Hao Jing was even more shocked. These words were like a violent storm, shaking his young heart.

He felt that Yan Mengwan was already a genius. The pills she refined were incomparable even to those of the several fourth-level alchemists employed by the royal family.

And now hearing such horrific things, how can we not be shocked!!!

It takes 2700 days, or 7.5 years, to refine a batch of sixth-grade pills. Wang Qiye is only 41 years old this year, but he has already refined three batches of sixth-grade pills.

At this moment, Hao Jing was unable to express his shock with words. He couldn't help but think, if Yan Mengwan was still staying on the mountain, wouldn't she also be refining the sixth-level alchemy furnace?

Such a genius was ultimately delayed by himself.

He suddenly felt that he owed Yan Mengwan too much. The bigger the gap, the more ashamed he felt. "How could I have such a perfect wife?"

While the two were still in shock, Wang Qiye nodded slightly and did not explain any further.

"Junior brother, not only are your magic skills powerful, but you are also amazing in the art of alchemy! I am beginning to suspect that you are the reincarnation of that alchemy master!"

Hao Jing's face showed bitterness, and his eyes were full of envy and jealousy. His words were filled with reluctance and amazement, as if he was in an unattainable dream.

Yan Mengwan slowly came back to her senses from her deep shock and looked at Wang Qiye with dim eyes.

"I'm kind of regretting going down the mountain now." Her voice was filled with endless loss and melancholy. She felt that all her efforts seemed like a joke at this moment and were ruthlessly torn to pieces.

Although he was missing her every day and was secretly sad, it was not completely unacceptable to be compared with the sixth-level alchemist. His once firm determination to go down the mountain was shaken at this moment.

Wang Qiye smiled slightly, "Senior Sister can still go back to the mountain."

Yan Mengwan glanced at Hao Jing, her husband who had been with her for many years. His eyes were full of concern and worry;

She looked at little Hao Qingtian again. He was the fruit of their love. His innocent look made her feel pity for him.

All of this made it so hard for her to let go.

"I've gotten used to living at the foot of the mountain. I'm afraid it's impossible for me to go up the mountain again." She shook her head sadly, feeling mixed emotions, including nostalgia for the past and attachment to the present.

Wang Qiye didn't force her, as long as she was happy now, that was all. "If you want to come back to the mountain at any time, you can do that."

Seeing that he was also speaking politely, Yan Mengwan forced a smile and nodded slightly.

That smile contained a bit of bitterness and helplessness, but also showed determination and persistence in life.

Then Yan Mengwan began to narrate her wonderful life in Sifang Territory over the past ten years. Her voice was clear and melodious, just like a clear spring flowing in the mountains.

This bright new star in the alchemy world now has as many as 28 apprentices who are learning alchemy from her. There are also many dignitaries who are willing to spend a huge amount of money to get a job by her side for their children and grandchildren.

Some people are simply not suitable for alchemy, but due to their noble status, she couldn't refuse and had to accept it.

Whenever she thought of this, she couldn't help but sigh softly, and her slightly furrowed brows had a unique charm.

So even though she has many disciples, there are only three who are worthy of her attention. The rest, a dozen or so, can become third-level alchemists, and the rest will only be second-level alchemists in this life.

When talking about this, her eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and regret.

She felt that those people would be able to achieve good results if they studied other secondary professions. However, now they all came to follow her to learn alchemy. Is fame really that important to them?

There was a hint of confusion and dissatisfaction in her tone.

The world is bustling with people, all for the sake of profit. The world is bustling with people, all for the sake of profit.

Wang Qiye counseled her: "Sister, be more open-minded. They learn other things, even if they achieve something, they can only reach the fourth level at most. However, you are so young, but you have surpassed many seniors in the fourth-level elixir. Your future is limitless."

“Tell me, is it more prestigious to carry the title of a fourth-rank master for your entire life, or to carry the title of ‘my master is Yan Mengwan’?” Wang Qiye had a faint smile on his face, his eyes full of encouragement and support.

Yan Mengwan was finally amused by him and started to laugh. Her smile was as bright and dazzling as a spring flower, and it filled the room with light. The whole room seemed to be illuminated by her smile, and was filled with a warm and joyful atmosphere.