The Daily Life of a Lazy Author Transmigrating into a Book and Doing Nothing

“Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist…”

Seeing that the person in front of him was practically glowing red, Shangguan Huan silently retreated while trying to bring the man who was awakening to his hunting instincts back to his senses.

Why is this person looking at him like that? Shangguan Huan subtly reached for the storage bag at his waist with one hand. Could it be that he has his eye on the magical artifact in the bag?

No, no, no, calm down. His storage bag is hidden so well; no one should be able to find it so easily, let alone know that it contains many magical artifacts. Unless…

This person possesses a magical artifact capable of detecting other people's storage bags, and he had previously heard of a type of spirit beast skilled in treasure hunting that could smell high-level magical artifacts. Since the person opposite him is from the Spirit Beast Peak, it's not impossible that he carries such a spirit beast.

Furthermore, this person's cultivation level was undetectable, meaning it was either far higher than his own or that they possessed a magical artifact capable of concealing their cultivation. In any case, he should remain cautious around someone who was unfathomable yet clearly had ulterior motives.

"Fellow Daoist, are you also here for the spiritual plants within?"

"What kind of spirit plant?"

After a long period of overwhelming gratitude towards the handsome man, Yu Xianxian finally came to her senses. However, she hadn't expected him to ask such a baffling question. "Spiritual plants?" she thought. Come to think of it, this guy had just been talking about some spiritual plants and herbs inside.

She didn't know? Shangguan Huan looked at the unburnt wood on the ground and then at the torch with black flames burning in Yu Xianxian's hand. It seemed that she had at least a fire spirit root.

“Fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but there is a Green Flame Ganoderma in this cave, which is an essential material for making the Fire Control Pill. I see that you must have a fire spirit root, so you probably won’t need this Green Flame Ganoderma.”

"Fire Control Pill? Wait a minute."

Ignoring Shangguan Huan's doubts, Yu Xianxian immediately opened the script and began to cram in her knowledge.

Fire Control Pill is a type of pill that can resist flames. Ordinary ones are divided into four grades: low, medium, high, and high. The higher the grade of the Fire Control Pill, the stronger the flame it can resist. The highest grade Fire Control Pill can even resist Ling Yao's Nine Netherworld Flames.

There are many recipes for refining the Fire Control Pill, the most important and indispensable of which is the Azure Flame Mushroom. With just one Azure Flame Mushroom, even someone who is not an alchemist can refine a low-grade Fire Control Pill with just a pill furnace.

Yu Xianxian hesitated for a long time over the words "even if she is not an alchemist." Could it be that she could be one?

The script ruthlessly shatters the illusion: "The premise is that there are cultivators with spiritual power."

Yu Xianxian: ...Okay, it seems she really was overthinking it. But it doesn't matter, she still has her dear senior sister. As long as her senior sister agrees, let alone a low-grade Fire Control Pill, even a high-grade one isn't a dream.

All of this is predicated on her obtaining the Azure Flame Herb. But looking at the handsome man in front of her, well, relying on strength is definitely impossible, so she can only rely on her wisdom.

"Ahem, fellow Daoist, you are mistaken. Although I have a fire spirit root, it does not mean that I do not need the Fire Control Pill."

Please, the Fire Control Pill is incredibly useful for a mortal like her.

"So, fellow Daoist, you mean you're going to compete with me for the Azure Flame Herb?"

Shangguan Huan reached into his storage bag, ready to intervene at the slightest movement from Yu Xianxian. But since he never laid a hand on a woman, all Shangguan Huan took out was a small gadget that could knock someone unconscious with a single needle.

He stared intently at Yu Xianxian, preparing to adjust the angle to give the unsuspecting Yu a needle, but the next second he heard a voice: "Ah no no no, I actually wanted to discuss this with you, fellow Daoist."

If someone with no spiritual power fights another person, isn't that just courting death?

"To discuss it?"

"That's right, that's right. Judging from your attire, you must be from the Spirit Weapon Peak. You certainly don't know as much about alchemy as a professional."

"Professionals?"

"That's right. I wonder if you know Senior Sister Yun Mengyun from Lingyao Peak?"

"Of course I know."

"It's like this, I know her very well. As the personal disciple of Peak Master Lingyao, her alchemy skills should be beyond doubt. Here's what I can do: I can introduce her to you, I'll pay for the alchemy, and I'll divide the pills in two."

Alchemists are extremely rare, and it would cost countless spirit stones to hire them to refine a single pill in the black market.

The immortal sect distributes some commonly used pills every month, and these pills are handled by two people from the Spirit Medicine Peak. Naturally, they don't have much time to accept individual requests from disciples to refine pills.

Moreover, one is the peak master of the Spirit Medicine Peak, and the other is the only disciple of the peak master of the Spirit Medicine Peak. Their status is so high, and since the two of them rarely leave the Spirit Medicine Peak, they don't know each other at all. Naturally, no disciple would ask them to refine pills.

Therefore, it must be said that Shangguan Huan was quite tempted by this proposal.

After all, Yunmeng's alchemy skills are far superior to those of the wandering alchemists on the black market, given that she was able to start refining pills for the daily use of the immortal sect disciples after only seven years of training.

Moreover, the black market fee is indeed...

Thinking of this, Shangguan Huan calmly put the item away, a gentle smile on his face, as if he wasn't the cautious, suspicious guy who was ready to shoot someone unconscious at any moment.

“In that case, this Azure Flame Ganoderma will be considered to be shared by you and me. We will divide it equally once the elixir is refined.”

A good alchemist will naturally not refine only one pill at a time; he only needs one pill.

Even if there was only one, from an angle that Yu Xianxian couldn't see, Shangguan Huan smiled, since there were very few people in the world besides him who could use that kind of pill.

"In that case, fellow Daoist, please come inside with me."

Yu Xianxian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the other party had agreed. All that was left was to discuss it with her senior sister. Well, even if she had to be her senior sister's guinea pig this time, she would still get her hands on the Fire Control Pill. After all, it could save her life in a critical moment.

Poor Yu Xianxian had no idea that what the other party intended to refine was completely different from what she had in mind.

Just as they were about to watch her being sold off and still counting the money for her, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Qingyanzhi, would you two be willing to take me along?"

"Who?"

The two turned around at the same time, and then they saw one, one, one... crabs standing outside the cave.

That's right, and looking at that bright red shell, if the crab hadn't moved a couple of times, you'd really think it was someone's dinner.

"Don't panic, you two."

This time, the two of them heard it clearly; the sound was indeed coming from the crab.

Yu Xianxian silently took a half step back. Good heavens, the crab has become a spirit! Could it be here to take revenge on her for eating so many crabs in her past life?