Two-Faced Monster King

How could Shui Qiannan not agree? She remembered that there was still another Sky Spirit Grass in her Cosmic Bag, and prepared to refine it into a pill when she returned.

"Little right, play around in this yard by yourself. Don't run around, do you understand?" Shui Qiannan wanted to go to the inner room to practice his pills, so he repeatedly instructed Little Right to do so.

"Then I'll be going in." Shui Qiannan was not at all at ease with these two little things. She couldn't help but turn around to look at them before entering the room, only to see both Xiao Jin and Hu Li looking at her with serious expressions. Shui Qiannan laughed out loud as he pushed open the door and entered the room.

After Shui Qiannan entered the room, she took out the Sky Spirit Grass, Earth Lingzhi, Spirit Stone and a medicinal furnace from her Cosmic Bag. No one knew that Shui Qiannan was actually an alchemist and that his rank was not low either.

Shui Qiannan had been unable to break through ever since he arrived at the Medicine Sovereign level. Perhaps it was because she lacked the 'Heavenly Flame'.

There were almost no alchemists in the State of Yan Qi. There were very few alchemists in the entire continent. Because if one wanted to become an alchemist, one must have a 'Heavenly Flame'.

However, Shui Qiannan's physique was unique. She could refine medicine without the need for the 'Heavenly Flame'. This might have something to do with her fire attribute spiritual power. However, most of them didn't have the same kind of luck as Shui Qiannan.

From time to time, Shui Qiannan would wave his wrist, letting the flame grow or decrease in size as he adjusted the temperature of the fire.

The reason why Shui Qiannan needed the Sky Spirit Grass was because it had a rare characteristic, which was to stabilize his spiritual power. That sounds normal, but it's not.

If the Sky Spirit Grass, the Earth Lingzhi, and the high grade spirit stones were refined into pills, it could help stabilize the people who lacked actual combat and increase their fighting strength, allowing them to better control their spirit energy.

Little Right had been a Green Rank since birth, and was now a Blue Rank. Shui Qiannan was worried that he would not be able to control his spirit energy, and also worried that he would be too weak.

The little guy at the door had no idea that his cute mother had such concerns. He was talking to Shui Qiannan, but there were some things that he had never said to Shui Qiannan because he was afraid that Shui Qiannan would feel sad.

"A lot of people said that Little Right was a wild child abandoned by his father. But since Little Right is so obedient, why doesn't Father want Little Right? So they're all lying. " Little Right never believed what people said.

His mother didn't tell him who his father was either. Little Right was puzzled about his mother's power. Why would father leave? Who was father?

"Mother never talks about these things to me, so Little Right doesn't ask. Mother seemed to have been harmed by someone, and I was born without a marriage. " Little Right muttered to himself, "Did I implicate mother?"

"Ah ~ ~" He patted Little Rascal, it still didn't understand human emotions, it only knew that little master didn't seem to be very happy right now.

Little Right was only a three year old child. No matter how smart or powerful he was, he was still a child. He would laugh and feel wronged.

However, the powerful Shui Qiannan had never let anyone feel wronged for him. He had never felt wronged when he was with his mother, but he was still confused occasionally as to why everyone had a father for their child. Why didn't he have one?

He had once asked Shui Qiannan, who had told him that his father was a deity from the heavens, but now, he had gone back to the heavens. He knew that Shui Qiannan had lied to him when he was young.

"Let's find a daddy to come back to." Little Right was a child after all, and his thoughts were very strange as well.

Little right has no father, who knows where his father was in the past. If he found another one, wouldn't Little Right have a father? No one would call Little Right a wild child, and Little Right's mother wouldn't be angry.

"~ ~" "Okay, okay," he agrees. Four little claws tap the ground, and then he tilts his head, thinking, "There doesn't seem to be a mother or a father … Oh, I also need to find one."

"That day, that pretty good uncle was pretty good. Why don't we let him be our little daddy? "No, mother doesn't like him." Little Right was troubled. Just which mother liked him, too?

Shui Qiannan sneezed silently in the room. He didn't know that his beloved son was preparing to help her find a husband, and the one he found himself with was Yin Hua Qing, whom he didn't want to face.

She didn't know why, but ever since she advanced to the Black Level, she felt that something was wrong with her memory. Sometimes, he could recall things that did not exist, and when he saw Yin Hua Qing, he felt a sense of intimacy that was difficult to put into words.

Shui Qiannan braced himself and continued to control the flames. Others would need to use their Heavenly Flames in order to refine medicine, but she could use her body's flames.

However, if she wanted to advance to the Medicine Immortal Stage, she would have to look for the 'Heavenly Flame'. He tempered the 'Heavenly Flame' in his body and combined it with the fire source in her body.

After four hours had passed, the furnace released a burst of strange fragrance. Shui Qiannan slowly led the fire dragon out of the furnace.

The Fire Dragon circled around the cauldron a few times and returned to Shui Qiannan's palm with a 'whoosh'. With a twist of Shui Qiannan's wrist, the flame disappeared, and the pill inside the furnace was done.

"I wonder how many are there?" Shui Qiannan muttered to himself as he used his spiritual power to open the furnace. The instant the medicinal furnace was opened, white smoke rose into the air and the fragrance of the pill immediately gushed out.

Shui Qiannan blew away the white smoke and saw three white pills lying inside the furnace. Shui Qiannan sighed, "Why is there only three?"

If any other alchemist were here, they would've started shouting when they heard Shui Qiannan's words. Three is still not enough, he needed three days and three nights to cultivate one.

Shui Qiannan took out a clean white jade bottle, opened the stopper, and casually threw the three refined pills into it. After putting away the pills, Shui Qiannan took the Cosmic Bag from his waist and threw the jade bottle and the medicine cauldron into it. He then clapped his hands and stood up.

"Let's go out and see what little fellow is doing." Shui Qiannan couldn't help but smile when he realized that Little Right was definitely playing with him.

However, when Shui Qiannan opened the door, he was stunned. She put on a stern face and asked, "What did you do?"