She became a god

Time passed slowly amidst Di Ziyu's explanation and Ye Mengwan's cold expression.

After Ye Qingzhou finished cracking open a bag of caramelized melon seeds, he finally opened the oven!

The fragrance of the elixir quickly spread throughout the entire Imperial family, and even showed a tendency to extend outwards.

If there were no barrier, the entire Luo City would probably smell the fragrance of the Grade 7 Nine-Flower Pill.

Although the barrier blocked the fragrance of the elixir, it could not stop the strange phenomenon from descending from the sky.

The divine lightning struck down from the heavens, but it did not damage the pills inside the furnace in the slightest. Instead, it infused the Nine-Flower Pill with a bit of vitality.

The patterns on the cinnabar are so lifelike that, upon closer inspection, they are clearly the shape of the Nine-Flower Snow Lotus.

Ye Qingzhou then saw clearly that there were actually nine pills inside the furnace.

Nine is an extreme number. Liu Qing was able to refine nine Nine-Flower Pills, so his future prospects in the path of alchemy are bound to be limitless.

[How strange! Why isn't Liu Qing, such a powerful figure, in Yuantong's dreams?]

Could it be that Yuantong Express is withholding some information from me?

Or perhaps... Liu Qing is a variable.

Liu Qing is becoming more and more mysterious; it's worth meeting him again.

After taking the Nine-Flower Pill, Di Ziyu's complexion became much rosier, and even her cultivation, which had been slightly declining due to the poison, stabilized considerably.

Ye Qingzhou's heart stirred. Given Di Ziyu's crazy nature, she would definitely not let him off the hook once she fully recovered or even advanced in cultivation.

Even on the verge of death from poisoning, he still had time to think about Di Ziyu in Yingdu. Now that he's recovered, he probably won't let him leave easily.

Now that she had her share of three Nine-Flower Pills, she might as well find an excuse to run away first, lest she be tricked by that scoundrel Di Ziyu.

Although Ye Qingzhou was determined to leave quickly, he showed no sign of anxiety and continued to bicker with Di Ziyu.

Di Ziyu was already seething with anger because of the Ye sisters' affair, and Ye Qingzhou had directly walked into her line of fire.

"I heard you left the Xuanji Pavilion and went to the Underworld?"

"Yes, not everyone can have such good fortune as me."

In response to Ye Qingzhou's meaningful words, Di Ziyu smiled.

"Why must a new zither always fall short? After all, an old sword has been cherished for a long time. Fellow Daoist Ye, do you ever recall the days you spent in the Xuanji Pavilion?"

Ye Qingzhou raised an eyebrow and smiled, then extended her index finger and shook it upwards. "No, because the higher I climb, the happier I become."

“However…” Ye Qingzhou changed the subject, “It is indeed a pity to meet the right fellow Daoist at the right time but fail to live up to her expectations.”

Di Ziyu's expression changed slightly, then she retorted sharply, "And you? Are you regretting that you couldn't save Wen Xichun?"

Ye Qingzhou paused for a moment.

It's been a long time since I've heard that name.

Meeting Di Ziyu's probing gaze, Ye Qingzhou couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

In the eyes of many fellow cultivators, she and Wen Xichun had a very good relationship.

However, Wen Xichun suddenly disappeared from the list of Golden Elixir Talents decades ago, and rumors circulated that he was killed by a powerful family in Pingcheng as revenge.

Only Ye Qingzhou knew that Wen Xichun had died from exhaustion of his lifespan.

Judging by the timeline, Wen Xichun's cultivation in this life must have reached a certain level. Should we interfere with her tribulation?

Ye Qingzhou will never forget the feeling of near death in his dream.

That was a situation weaker than an ant, more worthless than a blade of grass, and more insignificant than a speck of dust!

Wen Xichun—a woman who wanted to kill her.

No, a woman who has already killed her.

Ye Qingzhou suddenly realized that she was not magnanimous at all; she actually hoped that Wen Xichun's path of tribulation would be more difficult.

Since you rely on the power of the gods, you have easily killed me several times.

I cannot change your fate of becoming a god, but I cannot bear to see you easily obtain divine power.