Gu Xinyan suddenly raised her eyebrows and glared angrily at the man in front of her, "How can a father like you take me with you and leave our precious daughter alone in Suizhou?"
"If you don't take her, it's a world of two.
It's enough to take you for your husband." . . . . . . . .
At this time, Mu Chuyue, whose heart was focused on refining alchemy, did not know that she had been regarded by her father as a threat to destroy the romantic atmosphere between the two couples.
Even if she knew, she would just laugh about it.
Isn't it just to see the sea?
In the future, she can also see it with her own ability.
But there are more important things than having fun right now.
Over there is the elixir she has on hand, which has been nearly half-finished.
Originally, Mu Chuyue was prepared to fail, but she did not expect that the final refining process of the eighth-level shamisen spiritual material went unexpectedly smoothly, which surprised her.
However, before she could be happy, reality mocked her mercilessly.
The fused spiritual material essence suddenly evaporated in the flames when she was about to enter the refining stage.
At that moment, Qianji Pavilion even heard the sighs of the alchemists in unison.
"It's a pity.
The most difficult stage of refining the eighth-level spiritual material has passed, and the mistake was made in a relatively simple place."
An intermediate alchemist was heartbroken.
Those who didn't know thought that the one who was refining the alchemy now was not Mu Chuyue but As for himself.
Where there are many alchemists, it is easy to cause disputes.
A slightly different statement may trigger a heated discussion among colleagues, and sure enough, someone refutes this intermediate alchemist's point of view.
"Don't forget that this is the refining of the eighth-grade elixir.
It is fundamentally different from the low-grade elixir.
What you think is a simple link may not actually be simple."
"It is naturally difficult for people who are not at the same level, but now it is no one else but Grandmaster Ling who is making alchemy."
"So from the perspective of Grandmaster Ling, it is indeed a pity that the mistake was made at this stage."
"Haha, in my opinion, you guys are just idle people.
Didn't Grandmaster Ling prepare two copies of spiritual material essences for backup?
There is no need to spend more time refining them.
At worst, it will take more effort to fuse them.
Is there any need for you to look like the sky is falling?"
These words silenced the group of alchemists who had been discussing it in a dark way just now.
When they came back to their senses, they discovered that the girl in the center of the high platform was not immersed in the painful loss caused by the mistake at all.
Instead, she had continued to refine where she had made the mistake.
"A grandmaster is a grandmaster.
He indeed has a magnanimity that ordinary alchemists cannot match.
If it were me, I would have been beating my chest for three or two days in the face of such a loss."
Seeing how calm Mu Chuyue was, someone said this.
But does Mu Chuyue really not take losses as seriously as he said?
Apparently not.
It's just that she didn't show it in front of everyone.
Just kidding, it contains the essence of dozens of seventh-level spiritual materials and three eighth-level spiritual materials.
If it can be successfully refined, wouldn't it be equivalent to an eighth-level treasure pill?
So Mu Chuyue was also very distressed.
But the only thing that comforted her was that the spiritual materials used in the alchemy were not provided by herself.
With such a wealthy person like the Gu family, it was just a small loss and there was no need to make a fuss about it. xx4911131: