She became a god

A twenty-year-old Golden Core cultivator and a fourth-grade alchemist—each of these identities alone would undoubtedly make him an outstanding figure among his peers, let alone possessing both.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them extremely rare.

If we were to name the person most shocked upon learning of this, it would undoubtedly be Lin Jingchuan.

He was originally the weakest among the cultivators, and although he recently broke through to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, he was still no match for the other three fellow cultivators.

Moreover, Wen Xichun and he were the only two human cultivators in the secret realm.

The gap between them widened further, leaving Lin Jingchuan feeling quite uneasy.

Ye Qingzhou was also uneasy. [With such excellent talent for alchemy, why did she never refine pills again? How strange.]

She had no idea that her true feelings had been overheard by her targets, who then speculated on plausible reasons for them.

[Could it be that his physique changed after escaping death, causing him to lose his talent for alchemy?]

[There are always trade-offs; it's normal to pay the price of having less talent in alchemy after being reborn.]

These words startled Lin Jingchuan. Could Wen Xichun be in danger of dying?

He could never forget that sword strike at Daqueshan. Could someone as powerful and skilled as Wen Xichun, who was so good at killing, really be killed one day?

And to have to pay such a heavy price to be reborn, who on earth did this to her?

Even though he knew he was about to be forced to abandon his talent for alchemy and be reborn, Wen Xichun's expression remained unchanged.

It's not that she doesn't care, but rather that there are more important things that she cares about.

"What kind of pill do you want to refine?"

This question clearly stumped Ye Qingzhou. She remained silent for a moment, rubbed her hands together, and stared straight at Wen Xichun with bright almond eyes.

"I want to refine Jade Beauty Pill, Wind Spirit Pill, Water Spirit Pill, and Wood Spirit Pill, one hundred of each, the more the better."

The Jade Beauty Pill and the Elemental Spirit Pill are both Grade 4 spirit pills. Grade 4 spirit pills generally start at ten high-grade spirit stones each.

To refine a fourth-grade elixir, one needs not only an alchemist, medicinal herbs, and a furnace, but also the will of Heaven.

If the heavens are not on your side, the success rate of elixirs will be extremely low.

"I can refine it."

"Sister, I have medicinal herbs and a pill-refining furnace. How about I give you five high-grade spirit stones for every fourth-grade spirit pill you refine?"

If we accept Ye Qingzhou's statement, the net profit per stone is five high-grade spirit stones, which is much more profitable than selling them to alchemy shops.

Wen Xichun agreed without hesitation.

The two women made the final decision, and they were both very satisfied, but Yuantong was extremely anxious.

It's one thing to travel together, but at least I and Lin Jingchuan will be there to keep me company.

If there were any further conflicts of interest, their relationship would truly become ambiguous.

If the person who arranged for Wen Xichun's near-death experience were to involve Zhouzhou because of this connection, he would truly have no face to face his uncle again.

Ye Qingzhou had no idea what he was thinking.

If Ye Qingzhou knew, she would surely smile and say, "It's been a long time since I've been innocent. I'm her little lapdog, and I don't know how long I'll have to keep licking her boots before I succeed."

The cultivators who were digging for herbs had different thoughts, which we will leave aside for now.

Meanwhile, on the side of the Mingtian Yuya Secret Realm Alliance, which had been pursued by Wen Xichun, three women and one man were arguing incessantly.

"The one chasing after my sister and the two fellow Daoists is definitely not Wen Xichun!"

Di Ziyu never expected that the first person to oppose her speculation would be none other than her own younger brother, Di Zixuan.

Ye Mengying smoothed things over, saying, "Does Fellow Daoist Zixuan have any evidence?"

"According to my sister, the people chasing you were masked, and the only way to tell from their moves was by the traces of swordsmanship. Everyone knows that Wen Xichun is skilled with a sword and is very proud of his swordsmanship. Why would he use swordsmanship to chase you?"

“Being good with a sword doesn’t mean you can’t use a knife.” Di Ziyu looked seriously at her younger brother, who wasn’t very bright.

"If she could use a knife, why have I never heard of it?"

Di Zixuan actually regretted his impulsive decision to accept Wen Xichun's mission at Canghai Pavilion. Even though he died at her hands in the secret realm, he still instinctively wanted to deny her strength.

If the opponent isn't that strong, then he has the confidence to fight again.

Ultimately, Di Zixuan held Wen Xichun in contempt.

In his view, Wen Xichun was just a bit lucky and played some recklessly; he didn't deserve to be called a legend.

No one knows a brother better than his sister. Di Ziyu could vaguely guess what Di Zixuan was thinking. She sighed slightly, "Never mind! There's no need to mention it again."

"What does this mean, elder sister?"

Ye Mengying and Di Ziyu often played music together to improve their skills. Knowing her music friend's way of thinking, she smiled and said, "Whether it's the Shi siblings or Wen Xichun who takes action, it doesn't matter anymore."

Their next meeting will be to compete for the same rare and precious material.

In secret realms, it's quite normal to die while vying for cultivation resources.

Whoever makes a move in this other world could become their victim!

Why bother thinking about it?

Deep down, however, he felt a growing wariness towards the Shi siblings.

They also had a bit of good fortune, and soon found the hibiscus tree that Le Xiu loved most.

Although Di Zixuan is a talisman cultivator, it would be excellent if he could add some Fusang wood chips to the materials he uses to draw talismans.

Unfortunately, it seems that a single hibiscus tree has used up all their good fortune.

They searched for a while longer, but still couldn't find any rare or precious materials, which made them somewhat discouraged.

"Several days have passed, how come we can't find anything?"

Ye Mengwan was the first to lose her composure. As the youngest, she had always traveled with the elders of her clan and was used to seeing rare and precious treasures piled on her.

How can we bear such a complete crop failure?

Although we obtained the Fusang wood, it was shared among everyone, and it happened many days ago.

"Wan'er, cultivating immortality begins with cultivating the mind. You've become a bit too impetuous," Ye Mengying advised. "Wasn't your defeat to Lin Jingchuan last time due to your overconfidence and carelessness?"

"If you take advantage of his dream of spring and throw in a few more kinds of incense, such as Ten Fragrance Softening Powder, even if he sees through your illusion, he will be powerless to fight back."

"Sister, I understand. I will definitely not make this mistake again next time."

Ye Mengwan snuggled up to Ye Mengying and said sweetly, "I was taught by you, so you have to have faith in me."

"You!" Ye Mengying's feigned seriousness crumbled as she reached out and affectionately tapped her younger sister's forehead.

While they were enjoying themselves, Di Ziyu looked at Di Zixuan, who was a person away from her, and couldn't help but sigh.

This younger brother of hers was spoiled by her and other family members because he was the youngest child in the family.

He is usually willful and domineering.

If anything doesn't go his way, he'll give you the cold shoulder.

Once she gets back, she will definitely tell her parents to change Di Zixuan's stubborn nature.

Di Ziyu had been observing Di Zixuan's side, and seeing his sudden change in expression, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Little brother, what's wrong?"

Hearing the commotion, the Ye sisters also looked over. Di Zixuan was even less likely to say that he had joined Canghai Pavilion without permission. Now that the messenger had delivered a message urging him to take action against Wen Xichun as soon as possible.

But how could he know where Wen Xichun had gone?

He could only awkwardly reply, "I heard the sound of the timekeeping device."

Their masters were once Daoist partners, and when they were in love, they would also study together with their disciples. He and Shi Lingyi had a good relationship in their childhood and were quite familiar with each other.

"Where do you think she is, fellow Daoist?"

Di Zixuan didn't know, and just pointed in a random direction.

"I vaguely heard it coming from over there."

The three women, without suspicion, went over.

Di Zixuan could only secretly pray that the place he pointed to would contain some rare and precious treasure, so that his older sister and the others wouldn't get angry if they couldn't find it.

Perhaps it was because his prayers were so sincere that they not only found rare and precious materials, but also saw the Shi siblings.

However, the timing wasn't ideal.

The Shi siblings were fighting the ferocious beast guarding the spiritual medicine, and were covered in wounds. The two who happened to appear looked remarkably like…

"Are you four trying to take advantage of our misfortune?"