Shock! How could the useless Second Miss be a spiritual god?

The boss of the steamed bun shop took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and spoke again: "Our Qinghe City is an independent city!

It is not under the jurisdiction of any sect, so the person in charge of Qinghe City is our city lord."

Huo Ling'er's voice remained calm. She said calmly, "If that's the case, then your city lord is just going to watch the people from the Alchemy Branch act arrogantly and do whatever they want? Shouldn't he do something about it?"

The bun shop owner sighed heavily, shook his head helplessly and replied: "Ah... there is nothing we can do, our city lord also has his own difficulties.

His daughter has been suffering from a strange disease for many years, and has been relying on the people in the alchemy branch to keep her alive.

So our city lord clearly knows that they are like this, even if he is unwilling in his heart, he can only turn a blind eye to their actions. "

After listening to the story told by the bun shop owner, Huo Linger had a clear understanding of the general situation in Qinghe City.

She readily paid the bun shop owner for the spirit stones, and then left with her group.

The owner of the steamed bun shop was the only one left standing there in disbelief. He was still holding the spirit stones he had just received. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, "Could it be that these people really gave me spirit stones?"

You know, in comparison, the elixir is simply worthless garbage! And they were so generous to give so many spirit stones, far exceeding the value of the buns themselves.

The group walked around several streets but couldn't find a place to exchange spirit stones. Most of them were not used to carrying spirit stones with them when going out, as they felt they would never need these things in their daily lives. Yet they were met with failure here.

As I was walking, suddenly a burst of fierce and angry cursing came from not far away.

Amidst the discussions of the onlookers, Huo Ling'er turned around to take a look.

In the middle of the crowd, a young man was seen kneeling on the ground begging for mercy with a man in gorgeous clothes standing in front of him.

Next to the boy, there was an unconscious old man lying on the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. The boy burst into tears and kept kowtowing to the man, muttering: "Master, Master. Please, save my grandfather!"

"My grandpa did take the pills you gave him, which is why he vomited blood and fell into a coma. Please save him!"

The man was unmoved, and even kicked the boy down fiercely, pointing at him and cursing: "Where do you have evidence to prove that he became like this because of the pills I gave him? Maybe he ate something else on his own."

"Get lost, this is so damn unlucky!"

The man looked at the boy with disgust, as if he found him an eyesore.

"Oh, how dare this kid slander the adults of the Alchemy Branch."

The people around shook their heads and sighed, but no one dared to step forward to speak for the young man. They all knew that the power of the Alchemy Branch was very strong, and it was not something that ordinary people like them could afford to provoke.

"How dare he slander us? How could the elixirs produced by the Alchemy Branch kill people?"

For a moment, the onlookers were talking about the matter, and the vast majority of them stood up to support the Alchemy Branch, expressing their confidence in the branch's reputation and capabilities.

However, the young man ignored the gossips of the people around him, his face full of stubbornness. Although his body was shaking with pain, he struggled to get up from the cold ground and begged: "Master, please believe me. I can swear to you that my grandfather became like this because he ate the elixir of your branch..."

After finishing speaking, the young man quickly took out a pill bottle with the logo of the Alchemy Branch from his arms, and then carefully poured out the pill that had not been finished.

"This is the elixir you sold me before. Please save my grandfather! He can't hold on any longer..."

The boy's voice was tearful and tears were welling up in his eyes.

Faced with the evidence in front of him, the man in fancy clothes suddenly became angry and raised his chin and shouted: "You little bastard, get out of here!"

Then, he raised his hand without hesitation, and instantly condensed a spiritual blade, slashing towards the young man lying on the ground with extreme ferocity.

At this moment, the originally noisy scene became silent.

The onlookers had long been accustomed to such scenes. After all, the masters in the alchemy branch were all proud and arrogant, so how could they tolerate someone slandering their reputation in public?

The people had no sympathy for the young man lying on the ground. After all, the lofty image of the Alchemy Branch had long been deeply rooted in their hearts.

"Hey! How can you be so cruel? Not saving him would be fine, but you actually want to kill him?"

Tang Qi finally couldn't hold back her inner anger, so she jumped up and rescued the boy who was lying on the ground.

"Where did you come from, you ignorant brat, to dare to tell me what to do? Do you know who I am?"

The man became angry and raised his hand to hit Tang Qi again, but at this moment, another voice sounded and stopped him.

Huo Ling'er walked out of the crowd, took the pill bottle from the boy, and said slowly:

"This master, he said that this is the elixir of your alchemy branch. Is there a trick?"

Under the gaze of the crowd, the logo of the Alchemy Branch appeared particularly eye-catching.

Even if the man in gorgeous clothes wanted to deny it, the facts were before him and he couldn't deny it.

"This is indeed the elixir from our Alchemy Branch, but there will definitely not be any problems with our elixir."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the people around him immediately pointed at Huo Ling'er and said something.

"Yes, the elixirs produced by the Alchemy Branch have always been well-received and have never had any quality issues."

"This guy who came out of nowhere actually dared to question the people of the Alchemy Branch. He is simply asking for trouble."

"How stupid! I'm eager to see how she humiliates herself next."

Chu Yueyao was so angry that her face turned red, and Tang Qi on the side was also filled with righteous indignation and wanted to curse back.

However, both of them were stopped by Huo Ling'er's eyes.

Huo Ling'er poured out the pill, put it in the palm of her hand and sniffed it gently, then looked up at the arrogant man in fancy clothes, her eyes full of disdain and ridicule.

"This is a third-grade inferior Tianyuan Pill. Not only is it dull in color, but it also contains an alarming amount of impurities, which has even completely covered up its original medicinal properties. How dare you call this a pill?

I think it would be more appropriate to say that it is a ball of melted herbs kneaded together randomly!"

The man in fancy clothes' expression suddenly turned extremely ugly, and his face turned pale and blue. "You...you are talking nonsense."

However, Huo Ling'er did not give him the chance to continue quibbling and interrupted him directly: "This is not the most critical issue. What is really shocking is that you actually added fire-attributed Guerlain and water-attributed Baiyecao to this pill."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him who had knowledge of pharmacology showed expressions of astonishment and found the behavior of the man in Chinese clothes unbelievable.