Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

"Ranran, are you planning to come find me?" Seeing her dressed in nightgown, Mu Jinning was in a good mood.

Zhong Ran sat back at the table without saying a word. He also sat down at the table and explained, "I saw that you seemed to have something to say this afternoon, so I came to see you."

Zhong Ran nodded slightly, and probed his soul power into him, still at the third level of Qi Refining.

She sighed softly and said, "It's too difficult for us to practice here. Even relying solely on pills is difficult."

"I was thinking about going out into the forest sometime to see if I could find some natural treasures."

When it comes to cultivation, Mu Jinning's expression becomes much more formal.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult. The spiritual energy in this world is barren and not suitable for cultivators at all, unless we can find a way back."

"However, going from the lower plane to the upper plane will probably cost us a lot. Our current strength is still too weak."

He also knew that relying on pills to improve his cultivation was not a good thing, but given their current situation, they could only rely on pills for the time being.

Zhong Ran frowned and said, "It shouldn't be the same across the entire continent, right?"

Mu Jinning's eyes were full of smiles: "That's definitely not the case. There must be some blessed place."

"However, I'm afraid we can't find it with our current strength."

Even in Fengming Continent, there are places with relatively poor spiritual energy. Generally, the spiritual energy is most abundant in the central area of ​​the continent.

The sect they belonged to in their previous life was located in a marginal area, and the one with the highest cultivation level in the sect was the sect master who had been promoted to the God Transformation Stage.

After reaching the level of Spiritual Transformation, they would generally go to other places to look for opportunities and pursue a higher path, and would no longer stay in the sect.

"Then let's wander around here first. Once our cultivation level improves, we can consider leaving."

Zhong Ran paused and looked at him: "Big Brother, are you reluctant to leave your current wealth and glory?"

Mu Jinning said helplessly: "In your eyes, is the eldest brother such a superficial person?"

Zhong Ran snorted lightly and said nothing more.

"The only nearby mountains we can visit are the ones outside the city. But there's definitely nothing good out there. We have to go deeper inside."

"After I get promoted to the fourth floor, we'll go explore together."

Their physiques are extraordinary, and the spiritual energy they need to practice is several times that of ordinary cultivators.

Even with the help of elixirs, in the later stages, the amount of elixirs required for each promotion will be multiples of the previous level.

For example, Zhong Ran used more than 1,200 pills to advance to the fourth level. Now, if he wants to advance to the fifth level, he will need at least 2,500 pills.

Three people would need more than 7,000 pills, enough to supply a small sect for a month.

Zhong Ran nodded slightly, paused, and said, "I want to sell some pills. What do you think is a better way?"

In her previous life, she had never been exposed to these things, and someone brought the cultivation resources to her.

She was actually at a loss as to what she had to find resources for herself in this life.

"The auction method can maximize the benefits of the elixir."

Mu Jinning analyzed: "There are no elixirs in this world. Even the most common elixir is not something that ordinary people can obtain."

Zhong Ran looked up at him and said, "I'm selling Hemostatic Powder, Weakened Peiyuan Pill, Baicao Pill, and Meiyan Pill. The quantity is not small, so I should be able to exchange it for a lot of medicinal materials."

Mu Jinning said softly: "Junior Sister, this is not the way to do business. For elixirs, we can use hunger marketing."

"Leave this matter to me. I'll make the arrangements and then take you to see it."

Zhong Ran also understood that these were his weaknesses, so he took out a few bottles of pills and gave them to him.

Mu Jinning swept his soul power over and found that there were at least thirty pills in the bottle.

He couldn't help but frown slightly: "You refine so many pills every day, isn't it going to affect your own cultivation?"

An alchemist can make three to five pills in one furnace, and some alchemists can make eight to ten pills in one furnace.

Junior sister can refine so many pills, how can she have time to practice?

Zhong Ran was silent for a while before saying, "I didn't make it myself."

If she really wanted to make it herself, she wouldn't have to do anything.

Mu Jinning did not ask her who made the pill. As long as she didn't make it herself, he would not feel at ease using the pill.

"The several corpses on the street during the day, were they Xiaoyan?"

Zhong Ran just looked at him without saying anything. He said softly, "I don't mean anything else. It's just that if you continue like this, sooner or later people will suspect you. If you're mistaken for a demon cultivator, it will sooner or later affect your Dao heart."

"I wanted to talk to Xiaoyan, but that guy seemed to be very repulsed by me."

Zhong Ran thought of Zhong Yan's attitude towards him, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"I've told him that he's only just starting out and can still change."

"Well, he should still be a pure piece of white paper. He listens to you. You should talk to him properly."

"Wait for my good news." He put away the pills and prepared to leave: "You should get some rest early."

Zhong Ran nodded slightly, watched his back as he left, and then she lay back on the bed to rest.

In a blink of an eye, it was King Cheng's flower-viewing banquet, and Zhong Ran slept until noon.

"Miss, the Third Madam and the others are waiting for you outside."

It's more than just waiting, I've been waiting for quite a while.

However, the young lady didn't get up and no one dared to call her.

The third wife wanted to take the others away first, but Chen's nanny said that the eldest daughter had to be taken with her. She had not officially appeared in public since returning to Beijing, so she should go out and meet people.

The third wife had no choice but to wait, but now she was almost angry enough.

"Yeah." Zhong Ran didn't plan to wear a veil today, and she delicately painted a red spot on the right side of her cheek.

It looked scary enough, so she curled her lips slightly.

After changing her clothes, she tied up her long hair with a lily hairpin and then walked outside.

The maid outside saw her come out and instinctively looked up.

She usually wore a veil, but today she didn't. The red spots covering half of her face frightened her so much that she quickly lowered her head.

"Miss."

"Let's go." Zhong Ran seemed unaware and walked outside.

During this period, she often went out wearing a veil, especially during the restaurant incident, and people outside were very curious about her identity.

Therefore, when she meets people in a formal capacity, she cannot go out wearing a veil.

Earlier, the third wife received the news that Zhong Ran was coming. She couldn't help but curl her lips and took Zhong Daier, her two daughters, and the eldest daughters of the fourth and fifth rooms to go with her to broaden their horizons.

The group walked out and happened to meet Zhong Ran who was walking out.

Seeing the red spots on her face, several sisters quickly lowered their heads.

If it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to help but make a few sarcastic remarks.

But Zhong Ran's notoriety was known throughout the entire Marquis' Mansion, and no one would dare to mock her even if they had the courage.

However, it’s different when you go outside.

This was also one of the reasons why Chen insisted on calling her.