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

After returning to the dormitory, Mu Qingli went straight into the Fengming Space, intending to use the time difference to refine pills. He might not have time to refine them in the next month.

She was like a robot, repeating the alchemy process over and over again, tirelessly.

She didn't know how long it was before she felt a little tired. She looked carefully and saw that there were two or three hundred bottles of pills piled up beside her.

Mu Qingli rubbed her eyebrows and started to practice the Soul Refining Technique. Although she was still at the first level, she felt that she was not far from the second level.

Although the Soul Refining Technique only has six levels, practicing the first level has already allowed Mu Qingli to use his mental power to refine king-level pills without any problems. Once he breaks through to the second level, Mu Qingli feels that he can become an emperor-level alchemist.

Under Mu Qingli's operation, the Soul Refining Technique slowly repaired Mu Qingli's depleted mental power, and at the same time, the energy that repaired his mental power became more refined.

Mu Qingli did not continue to refine the elixir. He took a good rest in the space and then left.

Today was their first time going to the mission hall. They had not seen Elder He since their last separation.

But Elder He once said that he was guarding the mission hall, so if you have any problems in the future, just come to him.

When Mu Qingli and his group arrived at the mission hall, Elder He was distributing tasks to senior students.

Only after those seniors left did Elder He see Mu Qingli.

Elder He had heard the news that Mu Qingli became the number one on the Divine Pill List a long time ago. Thinking of the pill that Mu Qingli had given him before, he took out the pill and took a look at it.

After seeing this, he looked at Mu Qingli with even more respect.

Mu Qingli only refined high-level elixirs during the competition. He was present at the time and was very sure that the elixir in his hand was also made by Mu Qingli.

Moreover, it is a king-level elixir that can be compared with an emperor-level elixir.

When he saw Mu Qingli coming to receive the task, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and he seemed like two different people compared to the serious Elder He just now.

"Mr. Mu, are you going out on a mission? What kind do you want to do?"

"Which mission has the highest points?"

Mu Qingli thought about it and decided to do the tasks that would give him high points.

"Missions with high points are more dangerous. This is your first time doing a mission, so why not choose something easier?"

Elder He is not always friendly to everyone, but he likes Mu Qingli very much in his heart. If someone else asked him this, he would definitely roll his eyes and then pick up a task and hand it over.

But the person he was facing was Mu Qingli, so he still wanted to give him a reminder.

"No matter how dangerous it is, there are people who will take it. Can we see what missions are available?"

Mu Qingli did not give up because of the word "danger".

Elder He smiled and showed Mu Qingli and the others the tasks that the freshmen could do.

The seven little heads gathered together to discuss, and finally took out three and handed them to Elder He.

"Let's take these three first. These three have the highest points and are not far away. A month is enough."

Elder He glanced at the three cards the others had chosen and said with a smile, "The mission will take one month. If you don't complete it after one month, your points will be deducted. Are you sure?"

The seven people's expressions were very calm, as if they were sure they could complete the task. Luo Yu even curled up a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth: "Elder He, don't worry, we never do anything without confidence."

"Then come over and register."

Elder He took out seven pieces of paper and placed them in front of them, asking them to register their personal information.

Murong Jingchen took a look at Mu Qingli's message and copied it word for word, which resulted in him being beaten by Mu Qingli.

He looked at Mu Qingli with some grievance: "Qingqing, what are you doing?"

Mu Qingli: "What's your name?"

Murong Jingchen seemed even more aggrieved: "Did you hear it wrong? I didn't scream, you heard it wrong, and you hit me!"

Just as he finished speaking, Murong Jingchen was hit again.

"I'm asking what your name is!"

"Murong Jingchen, you actually forgot my name..."

Before Murong Jingchen could say anything to express his grievance, he immediately realized something and stared blankly at the three words "Mu Qingli" on his form.

Those three words seemed to be mocking Murong Jingchen at this moment, and his face turned red with shame.

"This beating was not unjust."

Shangguan Xiyue saw the name written by Murong Jingchen and smiled.

Luo Yu was even more exaggerated. He not only saw the name, but also the gender. He laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up. He simply leaned on Pei Yan:

"Achen, when did you become a woman? Are you trying to make me laugh to death?"

The boy's blush was more than anything else. Murong Jingchen immediately hid the paper behind him and asked Elder He if he could give him another one.

Elder He felt better after seeing the joke, and without saying anything, he took another piece of paper and handed it to Murong Jingchen.

Murong Jingchen put the misspelled words into the space bag, fearing that others would see it.

Amidst laughter, everyone filled out the information, handed it to Elder He, and then left with their tasks.

The area where Qingyun College is located is no different from the outside world. There are also many native people here, and those people are also proud to enter Qingyun College.

However, unlike other countries, there are no royal aristocrats here, only large and small families, and there is competition between families.

Many of the tasks issued by Qingyun Academy are even related to these families.

For example, if they want to find a kind of herb, but the people in their family are not strong enough, they will seek help from Qingyun Academy. After charging a fee, Qingyun Academy will publish these tasks and reward points to those who complete the tasks.

As soon as Mu Qingli and his companions stepped out of the academy, they were seen by Su Jiaojiao who had returned from outside the academy.

Su Jiaojiao pretended to go forward and greeted him: "Mr. Mu, what are you going to do?"

Standing next to Su Jiaojiao was a boy at the third level of spiritual master. Mu Qingli remembered that his name seemed to be Gong Fan, but she did not have a deep impression of Gong Fan and they did not have much communication with him.

"What's it to you what we do?"

Mu Qingli didn't like Su Jiaojiao and didn't want to answer her questions.

Su Jiaojiao was choked by Mu Qingli's words, and her eyes suddenly turned red. Gong Fan, who was standing by, couldn't help but vent his anger for her.

"Mr. Mu, could you be a little nicer? Jiaojiao is just concerned about you. If you say that to her, she'll be sad."

"What does her sadness have to do with me? If you don't want to be sad, don't talk to me. And you, don't talk either."

Gong Fan didn't expect that he would be criticized, but he couldn't point out any fault of Mu Qingli. When he figured out how to answer, Mu Qingli and his group had already walked away.

"Brother Fan, don't be sad. She looks down on us, and we have to prove it to her.

She's just a little more talented. Is she as hardworking as us? I believe as long as we keep working hard, we can definitely surpass her!"

Gong Fan was encouraged by Su Jiaojiao's words and nodded vigorously: "That's right, this time I spent a lot of money to buy two passes to the Spirit King Ruins. I will take you with me. When we become inheritors, we won't have to worry about classmate Mu's face anymore."