Ye Xiruo, who is currently in the eye of the storm and is envied and hated by countless people in the Taiyan Continent, is wrapped in a thick blanket, lying diagonally on the bed, holding a plate of spiritual fruits in her hands.

Xiu Qiyu looked at Ye Xiruo, who was intently munching on the spirit fruit, with a touch of doting affection. Their luck was pretty good; Qinglian Tian and Xiao Yezi had signed a contract. The Seven-Colored Divine Lotus had also recovered somewhat, incidentally giving them some luck and spiritual energy in return.

Xiu Qiyu's hidden injuries were all healed, his spiritual power became purer and more abundant, and his meridians expanded. In the future, his cultivation would definitely be twice as effective with half the effort. Even Jing Li made a few sarcastic remarks: "Amazing, the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator on the continent."

Xiu Qiyu pretended not to hear it.

Ye Xiruo received even more benefits. The Azure Lotus Heaven greatly improved her physique and provided her with powerful spiritual energy. Although most of it was sealed by the system, she had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage in just one day.

If those cultivators who have been stuck at the Foundation Establishment threshold for years, and who have to be fully prepared even if they want to establish their foundation, knew this, they would definitely start to doubt their existence.

"Brother Xiu Qi, you said you're going to stay at the Pill King Palace. Won't Luoxia Valley have any objections?"

"No, my master will definitely understand."

"Here, have some. This bitter melon is delicious."

Xiu Qiyu ate a piece of bitter melon from Ye Xiruo's hand: "You are too lazy. As the young palace master, you should understand how great the responsibility on your shoulders is."

Ye Xiruo waved her hand: "I know, I understand the loneliness of geniuses. It's too hard, I don't like it."

Xiu Qiyu touched the top of her soft hair: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Ye Xiruo tugged at the blanket around her, feeling a little guilty: "It's my fault for being useless. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had to expose the Ice Heart Flame. It would have caused you a lot of trouble!"

Xiu Qiyu said proudly, "Once I break through to the Nascent Soul stage, these troubles will be much less. There are regulations on the continent that prohibit attacking certain geniuses. Unfortunately, I am the one among these geniuses that everyone wants to kill the most, but the one that they can't kill the most."

"Won't someone resort to dirty tricks?"

"I will be careful. Anyway, there are only two years left until the Hundred Sects War. Once I pass the trials of the Hundred Sects War, I will be truly safe."

These past two days, Ye Xiruo has been living a very comfortable life in the Pill King's Palace. She's been pampered with good food and drink every day, and her complexion is rosy and radiant; she even seems to have gained a few pounds. She spends her time reviewing the notes left by Jing Li and practicing the basic pill-refining techniques taught by the system.

After she and Brother Xiu Qi fainted that day, they didn't know what had happened. When they opened their eyes again, they were already in the Pill King's Palace.

Then she tried to call the system, but there was no response. She tried to enter the space, but was told that the space was being upgraded and she could not enter for the time being.

Okay, she's not in a hurry. Of course she's in a hurry! They promised a reward for subduing Qinglian Tian; she really wants to know what that reward is.

As the Palace Master, Jing Li is very busy! But she is also very humane, and her catchphrase is: "You're bullying this old woman again, aren't you ashamed?"

The elders and stewards below all bowed their heads, afraid that they might be caught by Jing Li and then cry and wail as if their lives depended on it.

Jing Li was in a great mood these past two days. His beloved disciple had finally been brought back safe and sound, and Qing Lian Tian had also been subdued by his disciple. Life couldn't be better.

Therefore, while the elders and stewards below the throne appeared to be standing properly and obeying orders, their hearts were already churning with turmoil.

Jing Li, seated on the throne, wore an even more elegant and luxurious red brocade robe today. She had been reading a letter in her fair hands for almost half an hour, yet no one below showed the slightest impatience.

"Master is coming back." After a long while, Jingli uttered these words softly.

"The Palace Master is blessed by Heaven to have taken in such a fine disciple. His Majesty must be very proud of the Palace Master." This is the pretentious version; the real thought is that His Majesty is finally coming back to save them. Waaaaah! The Palace Master is so ruthless!

Aside from those few little monsters in Medicine King Valley, their Pill King Hall also has plenty of peerless geniuses, okay? After all these years, the Hall Master, who hasn't taken in a single nominal disciple, actually brought back someone from outside who can't refine pills and has only average cultivation talent, and he's so proud of himself. They should all kneel down, okay?

I only hope that Your Majesty can uphold justice!

Jing Li suddenly stood up, his narrow phoenix eyes coldly sweeping over the people below. A powerful aura suddenly emanated from Jing Li, startling them awake. This man was one of the most esteemed men on the Taiyan Continent, the Lord of their Pill King Hall, and the only disciple of the Throne Master. He was born to be revered, and he didn't need to report to them what he wanted to do.

“My disciple is naturally more outstanding than me; she is destined to look down upon all living beings.” Jing Li’s voice seemed to carry a strange magic, and the people below were shocked. A talent even more monstrous than the Palace Master’s—no, just thinking about it made them faint.

The Palace Master's talent is such that he could rank fifth in the next thousand years, while the Throne Master would rank third. This means the Palace Master's newly accepted disciple possesses talent comparable to the Throne Master.

"A superior seven-colored soul?"

"Jia Wood Spiritual Root?"

"Alright, stop making wild guesses. The most important thing you need to do is remember that she is your young master and the hope for the revival of our Pill King Palace."

"Yes, Lord Palace Master."

It took Ye Xiruo three whole days to finally finish reading all the notes. She had no problem with the basics, but she was completely baffled by the later parts about pure ideology. Things like "distraction," "soul control," and "ultimate refinement" left Ye Xiruo utterly confused.

Jing Li simply said, "It's normal that you don't understand those things now. You'll understand them naturally once you become a sixth-grade alchemist."

After learning the theory, it's time to put it into practice.

Ye Xiruo was led by Jing Li to Jing Li's private alchemy room, which was two stories high and filled with eight large cabinets containing all kinds of herbs, all neatly labeled with traditional Chinese characters. At first glance, it looked like a library.

In the center of the room was a fiery red alchemy furnace, one meter in diameter, with two lifelike phoenixes carved on it. The phoenixes' eyes were inlaid with a precious crystal, which was said to be able to soothe the mind.

"This is Fengxiang, ranked sixteenth on the Alchemy Ranking."

It must be said that this alchemy furnace was almost tailor-made for the master, with its color, shape, and powerful functions. It seems the master was very lucky.

"I'm going to refine a batch of pills today. You can just watch from the side."

If Ye Xi nodded obediently, this was a rare opportunity.