The True Young Master Saves the Soul Pet World by Eating Melons – CH51

Chapter 51: The Bleeding Potion

Ahhh, cute, cute, cute! Classmate Yu is way too cute!

How is this some great villain? He’s clearly my little cutie!

Holding the small fragrant melon in his arms, Si Er stared at the tiny fang Yu Beixuan revealed when he smiled, screaming internally like a groundhog about to pop out of its burrow.

But Yu Beixuan really was adorable!

When he didn’t show his teeth, he was a dashing and handsome young man. When he deliberately kept a straight face, he even carried a bit of a villain’s aura. But the moment he showed his teeth and smiled…

Ahhh, so cute!

Listening to Si Er’s inner thoughts, Yu Beixuan’s ears turned slightly red. He lowered his head and focused intently on fiddling with the medicinal materials in his hands.

His movements never stopped, but his thoughts had completely wandered off.

At this moment, Yu Beixuan’s inner voice was: He actually called me his little cutie! His! His! His!

Important things must be said three times.

Yu Beixuan couldn’t help letting his imagination run wild. Did Er’er perhaps have a bit of interest in him too?

Instructor Ranran was utterly dumbfounded by the scene before her. Maybe she was too old to understand young people’s tastes nowadays—had these two deliberately come up to the podium to show off their affection?

One was frantically praising the other in his heart, while the other—who knew what he was thinking—clearly wasn’t focused on the potion at all. He was blushing, his ears red, yet still—

The outrageous part was that even though his mind had clearly wandered who-knows-where, every single step of the potion-making process was flawless. Whether it was processing the herbs or tempering the potion with soul power, his technique was incomparably skillful.

But as far as she knew, Yu Beixuan had run away from home at the age of eight. Though he returned once or twice a year afterward, he never stayed long and spent most of his time training in the forest.

Under such circumstances, he shouldn’t have had many opportunities to make potions, right?

Yet he did it this well—and still claimed he had no talent?

For Yu Beixuan, the steps for making a low-level hemostatic potion were extremely simple. Even distracted, he finished it within fifteen minutes. His speed once again left everyone in awe.

Even Instructor Ranran nodded in satisfaction. This was clearly a potion-making genius!

She walked to the podium and took out a potion purity tester to examine the potion Yu Beixuan had completed. The results stunned everyone once again.

“It’s actually 96% purity—that’s already a top-grade potion, isn’t it?”

“That’s insane! He made a top-grade potion on his first try. I heard even some advanced potion masters find it hard to produce top-grade low-level potions.”

Lu Taiping couldn’t help leaning over to whisper to Si Xu, “When Classmate Yu was making the potion just now, he seemed to keep sneaking glances at Si Er. I remember he did it thirty-nine times.”

“And he still managed to refine a top-grade potion like that—what kind of genius is he?!”

Si Xu frowned. “Why would Classmate Yu keep sneaking glances at Er’er?”

“Wait.” He turned to Lu Taiping. “Why were you even counting that?”

Si Xu felt that compared to Yu Beixuan, Lu Taiping was far harder to understand.

After all, Si Er was good-looking. It was normal for someone to sneak a few glances. But for Lu Taiping to actually count how many times Yu Beixuan glanced at Si Er—what kind of hobby was that?

Lu Taiping blinked in confusion and shook his head. “No idea. I just started counting subconsciously.”

“But that’s not important! What’s important is that Classmate Yu is amazing! Even while multitasking, he still made a top-grade potion.”

Lu Taiping stared at Yu Beixuan with shining eyes.

“If only I could be as awesome as Classmate Yu.”

“If Heaven had not given birth to Yu Beixuan, the path of potions would be an eternal night!”

Si Xu: “……”

Why does this guy talk so strangely?

Instructor Ranran was also delighted by the test results. But when she pulled off the test tube’s stopper, her face immediately darkened.

She sniffed the potion, then looked at Yu Beixuan, unsure what to say.

Throughout the entire fifteen minutes of his potion-making, she hadn’t taken her eyes off him for even a second.

His method of handling the herbs was correct. The tempering process was flawless. So why was the final result wrong?

This wasn’t a hemostatic potion at all—it was clearly a bleeding potion, one that would make blood flow even faster.

And after drinking it, it wouldn’t help stop bleeding in the short term either. It was terrifying!

Instructor Ranran immediately pulled Yu Beixuan outside the classroom and asked in a low voice, “What’s going on with you?”

Yu Beixuan sighed helplessly. “I already said it—I’m not suited for potion-making. Even if the steps are correct, the final potion will always have the opposite effect.”

“For example, a hemostatic potion makes blood flow faster. A healing potion causes wounds to fester. A nutrition potion makes people weaker. A hair-growth potion makes people go bald…”

Instructor Ranran’s eyes suddenly lit up. “Then have you tried making a hair-loss potion directly?”

Yu Beixuan nodded. “That one doesn’t have the opposite effect. Whoever uses my hair-loss potion won’t grow hair again in this lifetime—even top-grade, high-level hair-growth potions won’t work.”

“Ah… this…”

Instructor Ranran didn’t know what to say for a moment, but after thinking it over, she still felt she couldn’t let her student give up so easily.

“You still have talent. It’s just… a bit crooked. But we can make use of it!”

“For example, when we go hunting fiend beasts, we could try your nutrition potion first!”

“You know fiend beasts have no reason and can kill us at any time. So against them, we use whatever works.”

“As for the effects of your other potions, we can test them one by one. Sooner or later, we’ll find a path that suits you.”

Instructor Ranran patted Yu Beixuan on the shoulder with a smile. “If you feel embarrassed, I won’t make you refine potions in class anymore.”

“You can focus on learning the theory during lessons, and experiment after class when you have time, alright?”

Yu Beixuan stared at her blankly. To be honest, aside from his own family, he had never met an elder who treated him with such kindness and patience. She didn’t seem to think he was some ominous person.

She seemed…

Just then, Si Er’s inner voice drifted out from the classroom again.

What? Classmate Yu thinks Instructor Ranran is like his old father?

Yu Beixuan was shocked: How does Er’er know what I’m thinking? Can my inner voice leak out too?

?(?°?°;)?

Instructor Ranran’s hand, which had been about to pat him again, froze midair.

What did he mean she was like his old father? Did he think she was like that lunatic who flaunted his son everywhere regardless of time or place?

Did Yu Beixuan have some kind of gender-recognition issue? Or did he expect her to drag him along into battle like that madman—then toss him into the air, let him crash down seeing stars, and get carried off by a giant eagle?

Was this child’s taste… a bit too unique?

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