Female lead: No, it's me again??

The moment the cinnabar pattern appeared, a small patch of blue mist condensed around the Qingyu Pill.

"Qingqing, is this the effect of the medicine?"

Qingqing was only so-so satisfied with Feng Siyue's success. "His talent is alright. He should absorb it quickly, or it will dissipate in a few breaths!"

"it is good!"

Feng Si guided the medicine into his body for absorption, but the moment it entered his body, he felt a piercing pain!

It felt as if my limbs and bones were being torn apart!

Feng Siyue gritted her teeth and asked, "Qingqing, what's going on?"

"This is how it is the first time the medicine enters the body; now we'll guide them to fuse!"

Feng Siyue felt a domineering and powerful force rampaging through her body, and she bit her pink lips until they bled.

She tried to control this power and merge it with spiritual energy, but found that they were completely incompatible, causing Feng Siyue great distress!

Feng Siyue used her mental energy to forcefully separate the two forces, only then did she feel the pain lessen.

She then opened a gap between spiritual energy and medicinal power, allowing them to collide.

Feng Siyue's spiritual energy began to deplete rapidly, and beads of sweat dripped down her forehead. Just as she was about to faint, her spiritual energy and the medicinal power finally showed signs of merging.

"Qingqing, don't you have any way to alleviate her pain?"

Ali grew increasingly worried as she watched from the side.

Qingqing sighed, "She wasn't born with a medicinal spirit body; she can't escape this kind of suffering."

Fortunately, as the medicinal and spiritual energies merged, the medicinal and spiritual energies accumulated in her dantian and began to nourish and circulate throughout her body to repair Feng Siyue's damaged spiritual meridians. She felt a wave of sour and refreshing sensation, so comfortable that she wanted to hum softly.

The bitten lip was also repaired under the nourishment of the medicinal spiritual power.

More importantly, she sensed that her sixth-level Spirit King realm was beginning to loosen.

Feng Siyue was overjoyed!

If she does it a few more times, will she be able to directly reach the seventh rank?

So she began to devote herself to this self-torturing alchemy once again.

Dream-inducing pills, detoxifying pills, vital-tonifying pills, hemostatic pills... the whole morning was spent in pain and discomfort.

After refining a bunch of miscellaneous second-tier pills, Feng Siyue's aura suddenly surged, successfully advancing from the sixth level of Spirit King to the seventh level of Spirit King.

I felt refreshed and my spiritual awareness expanded by several hundred meters!

The wind finally stopped blowing at Shenshi (3-5 PM).

She wondered why Qingqing and Ali were so quiet.

Turning my head, I saw the two of them, one big and one small, sitting together, sleeping soundly.

Feng Siyue was both amused and exasperated. She took out a box from her storage ring, put the cultivation pills in it, and then woke them up.

"Ah Li, wake up, we should go out."

Ali woke up from her sleep. "Huh? I fell asleep?"

As she spoke, she yawned.

"I guess the Dream-Entering Pill I just refined is working. It's late afternoon, let me take you to find something to eat first."

Ali shook her head. "Okay."

Let Ya Ya eat some too, she remembers she's been hungry for a long time.

Upon exiting the cave, Feng Siyue did not release Qingqing. She was unsure of her safety and needed to proceed with caution.

On the contrary, Xuan Li walked outside carefree, carrying Tangyuan and Lulingdie, which made Qingqing truly envious.

Xuan Li suddenly remembered a very serious problem, "Feng Siyue, you can't tell anyone about your ring and inheritance. No one is as innocent and heartless as me."

She wasn't actually that interested in Feng Siyue's secrets and treasures.

Xuanzu often whispered in her ear that with great power comes great responsibility, but Xuanli just scoffed at it.

Does someone with no spiritual power have anything to do with responsibility?

"I know I'm not that stupid."

Feng Siyue wasn't stupid; in this cannibalistic world, steady development was the most important thing.

"That's good."

After eating something casually, Feng Siyue led Xuan Li to hunt down various ferocious second and third-tier magical beasts on the outskirts.

When no one is around, they let Shenya inhale the herbs, and when people are around, they pick some herbs and do things that seem perfectly in line with their status and cultivation.

Xu Ling, hiding in the shadows, grew increasingly agitated.

It shouldn’t be!

He has searched the surrounding area for the past two days but has not found any trace of the divine beast. Could it be that it is not a divine beast?

impossible!

Having found no way to find him, he returned to the Thorn Demon Forest.

If he were the one who stole the divine beast, what would he do?

If your strength just happens to be not very high...

Feigning curiosity to get away with it.

Xu Ling's face darkened. This little thief was very likely still in the Jingyao Forest!

But who could it be?

It cannot be ruled out that a cultivator stronger than him might make a move.

This made him feel even worse.

Just then, he saw Xuan Li preparing to return to the cave.

In the occasional dappled sunlight filtering through the trees, she was otherworldly beautiful, and her radiant smile stirred his desire even more.

A hint of lust flashed in Xu Ling's eyes.

Such a beauty should be his plaything, shouldn't she?

He quietly followed them.

"Ah Li, danger..."

Shenya sensed something and began to alert Xuanli through the contract again.

Ah Li paused, "Feng Siyue..."

Qingqing also reminded Feng Siyue, "Contractors, there is a Spirit Venerable Realm expert following you. It looks like he's heading towards Sister Li!"

Qingqing sensed the desire in Xu Ling's eyes with her divine sense and felt disgusted.

"Disgusting thing that only thinks with its lower body!"

Feng Siyue understood. "Qingqing, I'm afraid we'll need your help with this."

With her current strength, she cannot contend with the Spirit Lord.

"Fine, once he comes in, it will be his death day!"

Feng Siyue hesitated for a moment, "Should we kill him?"

"You think it would be better to cripple him?"