Transmigrated into a vicious stepmother, relying on raising a child to defeat the immortal world

"Here, here."

As Yun Xiuming spoke, he took out three white jade bottles from his storage bag and placed them in front of Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan opened one of the jade bottles, fanned it gently and smelled the medicinal fragrance, then poured out the pill and held it with two fingers to examine it carefully.

I saw a golden pattern surrounding the round brown pill, flickering with the light.

"Well... although this elixir is a first-grade elixir, its medicinal fragrance is pure and rich, and it has reached the third-grade quality. Not bad, not bad."

The levels of elixirs range from one to nine, corresponding to the levels of alchemists.

The quality of elixirs is divided into four categories: ordinary, third-level elixir, sixth-level elixir and nine-turn golden elixir.

A golden pattern represents the third stage, which means three times of tempering.

Two golden lines represent the sixth level, and three represent the Nine-Turn Golden Pill!

The more times the elixir is refined, the fewer impurities there will be in it, the stronger the medicinal power will become, and the better the efficacy will naturally be.

Hearing Hong Yuan say this, Yun Xiuming immediately showed an expression of pride.

"Sister Yuan, you don't know that Miaomiao has been home for less than a month, and has only been refining pills for about twenty days. She is truly gifted."

"What? In less than a month, you can refine a first-grade elixir to the third-grade quality?"

Hong Yuan was shocked.

"Yes, Miaomiao is miserable. She was bullied and abused by her adoptive parents for many years. When she came back, she was covered in dirt and so thin that she seemed like she could be blown away by the wind. She didn't even have a trace of spiritual power in her body."

"But we soon discovered that she actually had a single spiritual root of the fire element, and she had an excellent talent for alchemy!"

After hearing what Yun Xiuming said, she immediately poured out the pills in the other two jade bottles.

It is also a first-grade elixir, third-level quality.

Many people can't even refine an ordinary pill in a month, but she can refine several kinds of pills? And she can refine them three times, making them a qualitative leap!

But on second thought, she had a single spiritual root of the fire element, which would be of great benefit to her in alchemy.

This makes sense. Otherwise, Hong Yuan would have suspected that Yun Xiuming was lying to her.

"First-grade elixirs cannot enter the auction, but I can buy them. A total of one thousand lower-grade spirit stones, how about it?"

Originally, the value of a first-grade elixir was about one or two hundred low-grade spirit stones, but these three were of third-grade quality, so the price was higher.

"Of course you can. Sister Yuan is really kind."

Yun Xiu knew that Miaomiao's original intention was to make friends with Lingbao Pavilion through his talent in alchemy, and he didn't care how many spirit stones these first-grade pills could buy.

"Well, next time if she refines another pill, she can give it to me."

Hong Yuan swept her hand, and all the pills and jade bottles on the table disappeared.

"Then I'll have to trouble Sister Yuan all the time."

After Yun Xiuming finished speaking, he suddenly turned to look at Yun Xiangwan, who had been silent.

"Hey! Don't you have some valuables? Why don't you take them out and show them to Sister Yuan?"

With just one sentence, everyone in the room focused their attention on her.

Yun Xiangwan said she would really thank him.

She walked out from the corner, then took out the three sets of formations she had made from the system space and placed them on the table in front of Hong Yuan.

"Sister Yuan, these are the three formations I made. I came here to buy some spirit stones for you to use."

"You are honest."

Hong Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

"I can't help it. I'm poor."

Yun Xiangwan spread his hands, making no effort to hide his poverty.

Murong Ling'er, who was standing by, raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

This made Yun Xiuming very angry.

"Sister Yuan, don't be fooled by this pretty boy. He is only at the first level of Qi Condensation. What formation can he create?"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Yun Xiangwan held the folding fan in her right hand and waved it gently, saying with a smile.

"Don't you understand what people are saying? Who praised you?"

Yun Xiuming glared at Yun Xiangwan angrily.

"Since ancient times, who has been called a pretty boy? It's because of his outstanding appearance."

Yun Xiangwan said this, closing her folding fan with an innocent look on her face.

"you you!"

Yun Xiuming was speechless for a moment.

He has never seen such a shameless person!

"Pfft!"

Murong Ling'er burst out laughing immediately.

Hong Yuan couldn't help but chuckle, then she reached out and opened a wooden box, taking out four formation flags from it.

After she injected a ray of spiritual power into the formation flag, she looked up at the young man in front of her with some shock.

"Yellow-grade upper-grade formation?"

"What? This is impossible!"

Yun Xiuming immediately lost his voice. "How can a cultivator at the first stage of Qi Condensation refine a top-grade Yellow Rank formation? His spiritual power and consciousness are not enough to support it!"

"Sister Yuan, this is a top-grade yellow-level Four Illusion Formation. The other box also has one. As for the last box, it contains a top-grade yellow-level Seven Killing Formation. One is for defense and the other is for attack."

Yun Xiangwan did not argue with herself, but asked Hong Yuan a little embarrassedly.

"I spent a lot of time, energy, and materials to refine the Seven Killing Formation. So, will it be worth more spirit stones?"

"That's not necessarily the case. I have to look carefully before I can draw a conclusion."

The suspicion in Hong Yuan's eyes had completely faded away.

"Humph! Why are you pretending? With your tricks, do you think no one can see through them?"

Yun Xiuming crossed his arms over his chest and couldn't help but spit at Yun Xiangwan a few more times.

Yun Xiangwan's temples began to throb when she heard this. Her uncle could endure it, but her aunt could not!

"Sir, if you like someone, you should spend more time on that person instead of causing trouble for me. Do you understand?"

"Shut up!"

Yun Xiuming was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His fur instantly stood up and he looked as if he was afraid of being discovered by Murong Ling'er.

Ouch, I didn't realize it was still pure love.

Yun Xiangwan raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

"What are you two talking about?"

Murong Ling'er asked curiously.

"Nothing, he's talking nonsense."

Yun Xiuming rushed to speak.

"It's really weird."

Murong Ling'er felt that he was becoming more and more speechless, but this young man was quite interesting, so she moved closer to Yun Xiangwan.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Yun Xiangwan's mind raced, and two words popped out of his mouth. "Late night."

"Late at night..."

Murong Ling'er murmured these two words.

"Ling'er, he's a liar!"

Yun Xiuming became really anxious and glared at Yun Xiangwan angrily.

“Young Master Wanye, your three formations are indeed of the top grade yellow rank, and they are all long-lost ancient formations, with power far exceeding that of existing formations.”

Hong Yuan suddenly stood up, her face showing excitement. "I am willing to accept them for 350,000 low-grade spirit stones per set. What do you think?"

What? A long-lost ancient battle formation?

Murong Ling'er and Yun Xiuming were both shocked, but what Sister Hong Yuan said must be true.

So this evening...

"Sister Yuan has always been the most disciplined in doing business, so naturally I have no problem with that."

Yun Xiangwan looked calm on the surface, but in fact, she was so happy inside, okay?

That’s 350,000 low-grade spirit stones, and three sets of formations are 1.05 million low-grade spirit stones!

"Yun Xiuming was just so proud of the first-grade elixir he made for his cousin, but he can't laugh now, right? If he knew that you, the master, only spent a few hours and earned millions of low-grade spirit stones, he would be shocked."

The system was complaining in Yun Xiangwan’s mind.

"Mr. Wanye is a young hero with extraordinary bearing. Hongyuan is honored to do business with you."

Hong Yuan was laughing so hard that her body was shaking.

Murong Ling'er narrowed her eyes slightly. Wan Ye's identity must be extraordinary to be treated like this by Hong Yuan.

As for what he just said about being poor, it was just a joke.

Yun Xiuming's face turned red and white. The atmosphere in the room made him unable to stay there for even a second.

So he said goodbye first and wanted to take Murong Ling'er with him.

But her eyes were all on Yun Xiangwan at the moment, and she didn't hear what he said at all.

Yun Xiuming could only turn around and leave unwillingly. When he reached the door, he deliberately turned back to glance at Yun Xiangwan.

He wants to remember this face and have someone investigate what's going on!