novelraw Chapter 134
Chapter 134
Chapter 134
“What does the imperial son-in-law mean by this?”
“This is the Alchemy Compendium! Its contents are vast. Reading it like that… can he really learn anything?”
“Does he think he can casually step into alchemy?”
“This isn’t studying—it’s just putting on a show.”
Displeasure spread across the faces of many alchemists.
Even the elder woman frowned deeply.
Clearly, Gu Yang’s way of reading left her dissatisfied.
Was he truly here to learn alchemy?
Her impression of him shifted.
Perhaps she had misjudged him.
He was no different from Bai Tianhong—arrogant, proud of his talent.
If alchemy could be mastered so easily, what need would there be for alchemists at all?
She shook her head, deciding to say nothing more.
After all, Gu Yang was Chu Kingdom’s foremost prodigy, and the Seventh Princess’s husband.
She would let him finish, then dismiss him politely.
Chu Ling’er’s delicate face showed surprise.
She hadn’t expected Gu Yang to read the Alchemy Compendium in such an unusual way.
But she didn’t doubt him.
Perhaps my husband has his own understanding.
She thought quietly and watched him.
By now, Gu Yang had memorized the entire Alchemy Compendium.
He closed his eyes.
The surrounding alchemists grew even more annoyed.
“Pretending!”
“He thinks closing his eyes will help him comprehend?”
“So this is the so-called number-one prodigy—brave but foolish.”
They muttered under their breath, venting their frustration.
The elder’s disapproval deepened.
Surely he hadn’t grasped anything by skimming so quickly.
But Gu Yang ignored them.
He focused his mind.
“Modify the Alchemy Compendium! Time… ten thousand years later!”
At once, a flood of alchemical insight surged into his mind like a tidal wave.
Gu Yang inhaled sharply, absorbing it.
It felt as though he had sat in meditation, studying the text for ten thousand years.
And the harvest was immense.
Knowledge of alchemy filled his memory.
On its foundation, he forged his own understanding.
“So that’s it!”
“So this is alchemy!”
“A profound discipline indeed!”
“Ten thousand years of refinement, and I barely reach the level of a master in theory.”
He marveled at the depth of alchemy.
Even endless study of theory was not enough.
He opened his eyes, then picked up the second book—the Soul Tempering Method.
It explained how to harness soul power to control flame temperature and timing during alchemy, and how to strengthen the soul itself.
Its content was rich, practical.
Gu Yang memorized it swiftly, closed the book, and shut his eyes again.
“Modify the Soul Tempering Method! Time… ten thousand years later!”
Knowledge poured into his mind once more.
But this time, something else happened—his soul power surged dramatically.
He felt its vastness within his consciousness.
If he faced the remnant soul of Purple Moon again, he could annihilate it with soul force alone, without relying on sword intent.
His soul had grown that strong.
“The gains from modification are this great?”
Joy filled him.
Not only had his soul power increased, but his comprehension itself had sharpened.
An unexpected gift.
Alchemy was now inevitable.
Gu Yang opened his eyes, excitement flashing.
“Elder, do you have a place for alchemy here?”
The old woman had expected him to give up after finding the texts too obscure.
But his first words stunned her.
“You ask this… why?”
“I want to try alchemy. Theory alone is not enough—I must practice.”
“What?”
Her eyes widened.
Gu Yang wanted to begin alchemy?
The surrounding alchemists gaped, disbelief written across their faces.
“Imperial son-in-law, your cultivation talent is unmatched, but alchemy is entirely different.”
“As I said, it requires vast knowledge…”
She tried to dissuade him.
As a Fifth-Pattern Alchemist, she couldn’t allow a novice to insult the craft.
But Gu Yang replied calmly:
“I’ve already comprehended all the knowledge recorded in the Alchemy Compendium.
Yet theory remains theory. I want to try it myself.”
“…What?”
The elder froze, then laughed softly.
All the knowledge? Impossible.
She had written the compendium herself, distilling centuries of experience.
Its complexity was immense.
Even prodigies needed months to grasp it.
But Gu Yang claimed mastery in a single sitting.
Still, he was Chu Kingdom’s prodigy.
She restrained her laughter.
“Since you believe you’ve mastered it, I’ll test you.
Answer my questions, and I’ll grant you my private alchemy chamber.”
“Agreed.”
Gu Yang nodded with quiet confidence.
The elder wasted no time.
“Describe the properties of Xiangyun Grass.”
Without hesitation, Gu Yang spoke:
“Xiangyun Grass grows in cold, shadowed lands. Its nature is gentle, effective for reducing heat and cooling the body. But it must not be overused—excess leads to chills and weakness…”
He recited every detail flawlessly.
The alchemists around him stared in shock.
He… actually remembered it all!?
And the process was flawless, without a single mistake!
Several alchemists tried reciting along, only to realize their own recall was less detailed and smooth than Gu Yang’s.
Shame burned their faces.
Humiliation!
They had devoted years—even decades—to alchemy, yet on the most basic knowledge of the Dao of Pills, they were inferior to someone who had just begun.