Supreme God Emperor Chapter 2: Want to fix me?

Yet, for the ancient powerhouses scattered across countless great worlds, tens of thousands of years merely flicker by like an instant. They hold plenty of time to come back and seek revenge!

Recalling his former life as the supreme immortal king, only to be slain by a deceitful trickster, a blaze of rage ignited in Mu Yun's heart.

Observing Mo Yang still chuckling away, the corners of Mu Yun's mouth twitched faintly. Evidently, unless he gave these youngsters a proper thrashing, they truly saw him as that easily bullied "Mu Yun"!

That said, this body of "Mu Yun" was pathetically feeble!

At nineteen years old, Mu Yun hadn't even reached the body-tempering stage, utterly powerless like a chicken. No surprise his students dared act so brazenly in class.

"Tutor Mu, you still haven't responded to the student's question!"

Right as Mu Yun fixed his gaze on Mo Yang, preparing to discipline the fool, a melodious feminine voice rang out abruptly.

One female student rose from her seat, flashing a charming smile while fixing her eyes on Mu Yun, her tone sugary sweet: "Instructor Mu, we students don't get it—why add dead leaves when refining Bai Ling Dan?"

Shifting his gaze from Mo Yang to the questioning girl, Mu Yun nearly spurted a nosebleed.

That glimpse at her chest struck him hard, leaving just one phrase echoing in Mu Yun's mind!

Tong Yan**!

Her low-cut top and skirt failed to conceal those majestic peaks, with a long ponytail cascading to her waist. That slim waist, graspable in one hand, looked ready to snap, making it hard to fathom how it supported the hefty chest above.

Beneath the short skirt, a pair of flawless, jade-like legs gleamed alluringly.

This young lady would undoubtedly grow into a devastating beauty capable of toppling nations!

Still, Mu Yun was well aware that Miao Xianyu, this little minx, was a mischievous sprite who spelled endless trouble.

Mu Yun recognized it instantly—this was yet another scheme by his students to humiliate him and watch him falter.

Alchemy?

Mu Yun grinned!

Thinking they could stump him? Dream on!

As the exalted supreme immortal king of the realm, pill refining and artifact forging came effortlessly to Mu Yun. This was merely the Heavenly Luck Continent in the three thousand lesser worlds.

That said, upon hearing Miao Xianyu's query, many classmates burst into snickers.

Their smirks carried a sinister edge.

The question appeared straightforward, yet hid profound secrets. They doubted Mu Yun's shallow knowledge could unravel it!

Dozens of pupils eagerly anticipated their instructor's latest blunder, long accustomed to his flustered failures at unanswered queries.

"Bai Ling Pill is a first-grade pill. It enhances bone quality for warriors entering the physical double bone forging realm, ensuring greater tendon resilience upon reaching the physical triple easy tendon realm."

Mu Yun expounded fluently: "Bai Ling Pill blends three key herbs: dead leaf grass, Bai Ling Hua, and Gui Mu root. Bai Ling Hua brims with aura, requiring Gui Mu root for proper fusion."

"Yet Gui Mu root's bitterness taints the aura essence of Bai Ling Hua, and dead leaf grass precisely neutralizes that harshness."

"Above all, dead leaf grass appears withered throughout, but its roots harbor potent vitality. Incorporating it perfectly merges the spirituality of Bai Ling Hua and Gui Mu root, boosting Bai Ling Dan's potency!"

"Little beauty, did I nail it?" Mu Yun flashed a suave smile, his eyes provocatively lingering on Miao Xianyu's ample bosom.

The students gaped in shock at how Instructor Mu Yun lectured so masterfully.

How come the timid tutor who'd stammer and flush at simple words had flipped his demeanor today?

Not just anyone can refine pills.

Miao Xianyu hailed from an elite lineage, displaying alchemy prodigy since childhood. All eyes turned to her, probing if this shepherd instructor spouted nonsense.

"You got it right!"

Miao Xianyu puffed her cheeks in annoyance, her chest heaving dramatically, sending ripples across...

Still, it baffled her how the typically dim-witted, bumbling Instructor Mu Yun managed to answer correctly today.

The query looked basic, but dead leaf grass's role in fusing Bai Ling Hua's spirituality with Gui Mu root eluded even some two-star alchemists. She'd only grasped it from her grandfather's lessons.

Lucky fluke!

Miao Xianyu reassured herself—this punk must've guessed blindly.

Correct!

All of a sudden, a smile appeared on Miao Xianyu's face, like she had just remembered something, and she eyed Mu Yun with a sly grin.

Her grandpa had mentioned an alchemy puzzle that kept nagging at him. Considering Mu Yun's sly nature, there's no chance he could solve it!

This puzzle was bound to leave Mu Yun utterly embarrassed.

"Teacher Mu, there's a question that's been plaguing this student for ages!" declared Miao Xianyu while ascending the podium: "Has Teacher Mu ever come across the Spirit Gathering Pill?"

Gathering Pill!

The instant these words escaped her lips, the entire classroom plunged into silence.