Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Bei Mingye looked at his silly look and suddenly felt that his behavior was too childish. It was only when Mu Qingli spoke again that he felt less embarrassed:

"You attracted the guardian beast away, and you defeated it. It should have been yours. I want to thank you for giving me those seeds."

After Mu Qingli finished speaking, he took out some Xuanshuang grass that he had grown. These Xuanshuang grasses had been in the space for so long that they were already a thousand years old. There was no problem in refining ordinary imperial-level pills.

The seeds Wu Muye had planted hadn't even sprouted yet. When he saw Mu Qingli bring out so many herbs of considerable age, he immediately refused: "Beautiful sister, I can't have these. My master will scold me."

As he spoke, he took a few steps back, his hands behind his back, unwilling to accept the herbs that Mu Qingli gave him.

Mu Qingli didn't want to take his seeds for nothing, so he added, "These were exchanged for the seeds you gave me. I'm only giving you a portion. If you don't want them, I'll return this pass to you and I'll leave now."

Wu Muye suddenly showed some hesitation. He wanted to invite the beautiful sister to visit the Divine Medicine Valley. The special feeling in him subconsciously made him not want the beautiful sister to leave.

That special feeling, which previously only allowed him to distinguish between good and bad people, was the first time that it made him want to keep his beautiful sister.

He hesitated for a long time, then spoke again hesitantly: "Will I get in if I accept this beautiful sister?"

Mu Qingli nodded: "Yes."

Wu Muye took the Xuanshuang grass and wanted to tell Mu Qingli that he would go back with them, but he hesitated when he thought about how hard he had escaped.

He no longer wanted to make pills with his master. Every time his master was making pills, he had to watch, and his master would not allow him to be distracted.

He would sit there for several days at a time, and his butt felt like it was being pricked by needles.

He glanced at Mu Qingli and Bei Mingye again, and worried that if he didn't go along, his master would make things difficult for them.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with my beautiful sister!"

At worst, he could find an opportunity to sneak out later. If his beautiful sister was in trouble, he would think it was all his fault.

Mu Qingli saw the confusion on his face and asked, "Are you going out to do something? Actually, I don't need you to accompany me."

"No, no, I'm not going out to do anything. I just..." Wu Muye paused here, as if a little embarrassed, and lowered his voice a lot, "I don't want to accompany Master to refine the pill."

When Mu Qingli heard that he didn't want to accompany his master in refining the elixir, he immediately understood something and found it a little funny: "So you sneaked out?"

Wu Muye's little thoughts were exposed, and he felt even more embarrassed, and he just hummed softly like a mosquito.

"Then I'm sorry to come here at an inopportune time, but I really don't need you to lead the way."

Wu Muye was a little shy just now, but he didn't care about being shy anymore after hearing this: "No, I must accompany you if you come over, otherwise my master will make things difficult for you."

Wu Muye thought that his master punished him because he had led the way to the beautiful sister, so his master must have something against the beautiful sister.

Seeing that he was so determined in his decision, Mu Qingli did not refuse again: "Okay, but since you are leading the way, this pass is no longer needed. I will return it to you."

Even the disciples of the Divine Medicine Valley only have one pass, and no one would be as foolish as Wu Muye to give it away.

Wu Muye also knew the importance of the pass and took it: "Okay, I'll take you there."

Wu Muye led the two of them through numerous barriers, turning left and right, as if they were walking in a maze.

The illusion array here is not fixed, it is always changing back and forth, and you will get trapped in it if you are not careful. If Wu Muye had not lived here since he was a child, he would also be confused.

With him leading the way, Mu Qingli felt that the speed was much faster than using a guide, but it still took most of the day to reach the Divine Medicine Valley.

The gate of the Divine Medicine Valley is very simple. From the outside, you can see the layers of mountains behind it, and medicinal herbs are planted on those mountains.

As we stepped into the gate of the Divine Medicine Valley, the air was filled with the fragrance of medicine. Looking around, we saw various herbs planted on the flat land. The wood element here was very active, and Mu Qingli even wanted to bring Yunying out.

But thinking that this place was so mysterious, he suppressed the thoughts in his mind and prepared to find out the situation himself first.

Wu Muye pointed at the herbs and said boastfully, "We planted these ourselves. I'm responsible for that patch over there, and it's better than any other! I'll take you to see it!"

Wu Muye led Mu Qingli towards their own piece of land, while complaining about the field they had just passed by: "Such good land, but the herbs are grown in such a bad state. What a pity."

Mu Qingli followed his gaze and saw that the herbs looked lush and green, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with them. However, upon closer inspection, he could find that the medicinal properties of these herbs were lower than those in other places.

She looked at the land again. These fields were connected together and the soil was the same. That could only mean that it was the fault of the person who grew the herbs.

After passing through several more plots of land, they arrived at the plot that Wu Muye was in charge of. The herbs in this plot were obviously higher in quality than those in other plots, and their medicinal properties were even better.

Wu Muye was very proud of this: "Master praised my talent and said I was born to be an alchemist. He also said that if I practice hard, I might become the youngest demigod-level alchemist in the Divine Medicine Valley."

Mu Qingli was now a Grandmaster-level alchemist, but she vaguely felt that she could break through to the Demigod level, but she had never tried. After hearing Wu Muye's words, she asked, "What level are you at now?"

“Imperial level!”

Mu Qingli was indeed surprised. Wu Muye was very young, only twelve or thirteen years old.

Although it becomes increasingly difficult to advance to the next level, and one may not be able to advance to the next level for decades, being able to become an imperial-level alchemist at this age is indeed a sign of talent.

Even though there are many imperial-level alchemists in Shenzhou, they are also very old, ranging from dozens to hundreds of years old.

Of course, I am an exception. I have been practicing for more than three years and I am a master-level alchemist at the age of seventeen.

Wu Muye felt a little proud after he finished speaking, and touched his nose again:

"I've been practicing alchemy since I can remember, so I advanced faster. I only reached the Imperial level after obtaining the Mysterious Frost Grass, but I could only refine ordinary Imperial-level pills."

Even so, it was still very impressive, so Mu Qingli naturally praised him: "You are the youngest emperor-level alchemist I have ever seen. Very impressive."

Wu Muye was happy again. Just as he was about to tell Mu Qingli about his experience, he heard a familiar sound of a furnace blast. His expression changed and he looked in the direction of the sound. "I'm going to go over there and take a look. Do you want to come with me?"