Kim Sang left with his head down.

None of the people he brought were of any use, which surprised Jin Linshu the most.

"Father, who exactly is this person who wants to see you? I thought there was going to be a big battle, but I didn't expect... Are we just going back like this?"

“Okay, let’s go.” Kim Sang didn’t hesitate.

In the alchemy room of the auction house, Qiyue was rapidly drawing talismans with one hand and controlling the fire to refine pills with the other, which Xie Wanfu watched with amazement.

"Everyone says that the daughter of the Hengyang Sect Master is a genius that only appears once in a hundred years. In my opinion, she can't even compare to Master's toes!"

Qiyue was delighted to hear this and immediately gave Xie Wanfu a lot of spirit-gathering talismans. Xie Wanfu was so happy that his eyes narrowed into slits.

Lou Xuanzhi saw this and felt a pang of tenderness in his heart.

Although this little guy can be a bit despicable and unruly at times, his talent for cultivation is truly undeniable.

This joyful feeling lasted until the moment the elixir was completed in July.

Lou Xuanzhi and Xie Wanfu both had strange expressions as they looked at the dark pill in Qiyue's hand.

"What's this?"

"A bomb." Qiyue said with a smile.

Lou Xuanzhi's expression was somewhat complicated: "Why is it different from the one your seventh senior brother refined?"

Even Lou Xuanzhi, a ninth-grade alchemist, was somewhat unable to determine whether Qiyue's pill had been successfully made.

Qiyue stared at Lou Xuanzhi with bright eyes: "Why don't you give it a try, Master?"

Lou Xuanzhi frowned, thinking of the tragic experiences of the other disciples. Just as he was about to refuse, several dark pills were thrown over.

Lou Xuanzhi: ? ? ?

Xie Wanfu's expression was complicated: Having witnessed my master betraying his master and ancestors, how could I possibly live?