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The news spread that the new high-grade spiritual elixir refined by Junior Sister Danfeng was of very good quality and cheap.

One hundred bottles of pills were sold out in one day.

Even Zhuang Bufan at Jianfeng heard about it. He was sure that the person who was rumored to have refined the high-level elixir was Boss Yun, so he hurried to Lingyue Peak to find Yun Yao.

"Boss Yun, your high-level spiritual elixir is very popular and sold out, did you know that?" He smiled and approached Yun Yao who was practicing sword.

Yun Yao was practicing swordplay while asking in disbelief, "I only handed it in for one day and it's already sold out?"

Are her pills so popular?

"Hey, Boss Yun, do you still have any of those high-level soul-replenishing pills? Give me some."

Zhuang Bufan shamelessly asked for it. He was Boss Yun's employee, so it was only natural for him to ask for some benefits. He didn't really need the pills, but mainly wanted to show off because they were no longer available in the sect.

Yun Yao was swinging her sword. Upon hearing this, she glanced at him and thought, isn't the person testing the medicine just coming to her door on his own initiative?

Zhuang Bufan saw that Boss Yun was looking at him with a somewhat complicated look, so he took a strategic step back.

"Sure, I still have some. It's okay to give you a few bottles, but you have to help me test the medicine first." Yun Yao stopped swinging the sword and raised the corners of her lips.

"Testing medicine? What medicine?" Zhuang Bufan felt that testing medicine didn't sound like a good word.

Yun Yao took out various bottles and jars from the space, which were filled with the various pills she had refined in the past few days.

There were Bigu Pills, Calming Spirit Pills, Nourishing Soul Pills, Gathering Spirit Pills, etc. Anyway, they were all pills that she could refine at her level of cultivation. However, they were a little different from traditional pills.

So she needs someone to help her test the efficacy and taste of the medicine.

When Zhuang Bufan saw the bottles and jars on the table, he was a little confused. Although he didn't know how to make elixirs, didn't all elixirs have recipes? Did he still need to try?

Until Yun Yao took out a dark green pill and handed it to him. He held the pill in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Yun Yao cautiously, and suddenly felt uneasy because of the green color of the pill.

"Boss Yun, why is your pill this color?" Aren't all pills black? And it's so big.

"This is a calming pill. I think it's just right for you to eat it now. Eat it quickly." Yun Yao blinked her big eyes and looked at him intently.

Zhuang Bufan felt that he didn't really want the high-level spiritual elixir at the moment.

Under pressure from Yun Yao, he had no choice but to put the pill into his mouth. He tried to chew it, but found it impossible to bite. However, it tasted sweet in his mouth, like a candy bean, so he was reluctant to spit it out.

"Boss Yun, your pill is too hard. I can't bite it." He said in a low voice with grievance.

Yun Yao looked at his expression and wrote in her little notebook that the hardness was too high, which was a flaw, and she would need to add more water next time.

Then he took out the next kind, a shit-yellow pill and handed it to Zhuang Bufan.

Zhuang Bufan continued to eat with tears in his eyes, "Boss Yun, this one isn't hard anymore, but my mouth feels a little numb."

Yun Yao was busy taking notes in her little notebook, but when she looked up, she saw that Zhuang Bufan's lips were swollen like two big sausages.

"Puff!" Yun Yao covered her mouth and laughed, and handed Zhuang Bufan a mirror so that he could look at himself.

"Ah! Boss Yun, you hurt me, wuwu, my mouth." Zhuang Bufan jumped up, covering his mouth, pointing at Yun Yao and began to accuse her.

"Ahem, it's okay. I just put too much spiritual fruit in it. It will heal in a while, really."

Yun Yao said it with great confidence, but if you ignored her uncontrollable laughter, he would have believed it.

"This is the Spirit Gathering Pill. If you don't believe me, try meditating and see if the spiritual energy will gather around you."

Zhuang Bufan sat down to regulate his breathing, half believing and half doubting, and found that the spiritual energy around him was indeed surging towards him like a tide. He simply closed his eyes and refined the elixir on the spot.

Yun Yao didn't disturb him and got up to do other things.

Two hours later, Zhuang Bufan sighed comfortably and stood up.

He had just broken through to the fifth level of Qi training. He had not expected that Boss Yun's elixir was so powerful. He took back his previous dismissive words.

He looked in the mirror beside him and felt relieved. Fortunately, the swelling on his lips had gone down. Otherwise, he would not have dared to see anyone.

Yun Yao heard the noise and came out of the room, walking towards him slowly. "How is it? Is my medicine still working?"

Zhuang Bufan scratched his head embarrassedly, "It works, but it has some side effects."

Yun Yao thought of his two sausage lips again and smiled happily: "I'll modify it later and it will be perfect."

"Here, the pills you asked for." Yun Yao handed him five bottles of elixir, each containing ten pills, which would be enough for him to use for a while.

I don't plan to let him continue to test the drugs. We can't fleece all the wool all at once.

Zhuang Bufan happily collected the pills, called the crane and prepared to go back.

Yun Yao called out from behind him, "It's okay, you're welcome to try the medicine." He stumbled and nearly fell, urging Xian He to run away quickly.

Although he had gained a lot from this trip, he was still terrified by the uncertainty of life and death after taking Boss Yun's pills. He didn't know what the next reaction would be, and he was terrified.

In the afternoon, Yun Yao had already improved the two kinds of pills that Zhuang Bufan had eaten, and there were several others. She would catch someone to try them on next time.

As she was muttering, a rare visitor arrived at Lingyue Peak: the sect master's eldest disciple, Xiaoyang. All the other disciples of the same generation in the sect called him Big Brother. Yun Yao had only met him once.

"Brother Xiaoyang, how come you have time to come to me?" Yun Yao walked forward and asked politely.

"Hello, Junior Sister Yunyao. I came here to discuss something with you. I heard that you handed over a batch of high-level spiritual elixirs to the sect yesterday?" Xiaoyang looked at this junior sister with an extraordinary temperament and asked straight to the point.

Xiaoyang was usually serious, but when he saw such a delicate junior sister, he lowered his voice unconsciously.

"Yes, I wonder if there is any problem?" Yun Yao asked in surprise. She just heard Zhuang Bufan say that it was selling very well, so there shouldn't be any quality problems.

"Not really. It's just that the disciples in the sect all like it very much, so they asked me to ask Junior Sister Yunyao if she could refine more for the sect. Of course, since Junior Sister's pills are of good quality, the sect will compensate her with more points."

After Xiaoyang finished speaking, he observed Yun Yao's expression. If she was obviously unwilling, he would not force her. After all, elixirs were not that easy to refine.

Yun Yao lowered her head and thought. She had submitted her share in ten days. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that she still had the energy to refine, but she couldn't spend all her time on this.

"Brother Xiaoyang, I can refine a maximum of one hundred bottles this month, no more than that."

"Okay, one hundred bottles is not a small number. You have just started to refine pills and you have this ability. It is a blessing for the sect. From now on, the sect will give you 1,500 points for every one hundred bottles. Here are one hundred portions of medicinal materials."

Yun Yao lowered her eyes, her gaze flickering slightly. She could use the remaining spiritual pills in her hand to make ends meet. The remaining spiritual herbs were a profit.

The sect can then sell her pills at a higher price. The same medicinal materials can produce high-level pills, and the sect will also make money, a win-win situation.

Just as she was lost in thought, Lingyue Peak welcomed another person she had never expected.