Chapter 1109 Medicine Pavilion

Di Xuanming chuckled and suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Luo Li was caught off guard and bumped into his strong chest, with the faint smell of blood and the crisp scent of pine lingering around her nose.

Her heart suddenly calmed down.

After a while, Luo Li said, "It's not advisable for you to go out during this period of time. Just stay in the city."

Di Xuanming nuzzled her neck and said, "I'll do as you say."

His voice was low, with a hint of lazy doting, and his warm breath brushed past her ears, causing Luo Li's ears to turn slightly red.

She subconsciously tried to push him away, but he hugged her tighter.

"Don't move." He whispered, his fingertips gently stroking her falling hair, "Let me hold you for a while."

Luo Li was slightly startled, then noticing his fatigue, she stopped struggling.

She leaned quietly in his arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, as if even time had slowed down.

The night outside the window deepened, and the flickering candlelight cast the shadows of the two people on the wall, overlapping and inseparable.

After a long while, Di Xuanming finally let her go. His eyes were as dark as ink as he stared into hers. "Thank you for your hard work."

Luo Li shook her head and said softly, "There's no need to talk about this between you and me."

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he raised his hand to touch her cheek, his thumb gently stroking her skin. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end it turned into a sigh.

"Tomorrow I'll send people to keep a close watch on the outskirts of the city. You can rest assured." Luo Li paused, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes. "As for those restless people, if they are so foolish as to bump into me, I will deal with them personally."

Di Xuanming held her hand, his fingertips slightly cold, "Okay."

The night breeze blew gently, and the candlelight flickered, making the two people's eyes seem to twinkle with stars.

The next day——

Luo Li placed Di Xuanming in a nearby courtyard and told her grandfather and the others that Di Xuanming had settled down there.

After learning about what Di Xuanming had gone through over the years, they all felt a little sad.

Let Luo Li tell him that if he needs anything, just let him know.

Luo Li smiled and nodded.

"By the way," she said after finishing the matter, "Now that the supply of elixirs has doubled, are the alchemists in the city still able to handle it?"

Luo Xiong stroked his beard and pondered, "Just now, Elder Mo from the Medicine Pavilion came to report that he could still handle the elixirs below the Lord level, but if the price of high-level elixirs above the Lord level doubled, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to supply them every day."

Luo Li pondered and said, "I understand. I'll go to the medicine cabinet now."

Luo Xiao nodded. "Okay, you've just taken the position of city lord, so it's time to go take a look. Do you want your elder brother to accompany you?"

"No need, my brother and the others have other things to do, I can go by myself."

When Luo Li left the meeting room, it was almost noon.

The sunlight passed through the defensive barrier above the city of Buli, casting dappled light and shadows.

She looked up at the sky, thinking about the situation in the medicine cabinet.

The medicine pavilion is located in the east of the city, covers a large area, and is home to many spiritual plants.

In the center is a five-story vermilion pavilion with flying eaves and pointed corners. Bronze medicine bells are hung under the eaves, and the sound of them can be heard for miles when the wind blows.

Before getting close, the rich fragrance of elixir hits you in the face, mixed with the scent of various spiritual plants, which makes you feel refreshed.

"City Lord." The guarding disciple saluted hurriedly when he saw Luo Li coming.

Luo Li nodded slightly and stepped into the hall on the first floor of the medicine pavilion.

There are people coming and going here, mostly disciples picking up pills and merchants transporting medicinal materials.

Seeing her coming, many people stopped what they were doing and saluted, their eyes full of respect, "Hello, City Lord."

"Where is the Pavilion Master?" Luo Li asked a disciple who was sorting medicinal herbs.

"My Lord, the Pavilion Master and the elders are in the alchemy room on the fifth floor," the disciple replied respectfully. "Do you need me to inform them?"

"No need, I'll go find him myself."

Luo Li climbed up the wooden stairs in the center. The fragrance of the elixir became stronger with each step she climbed.

When I reached the fourth floor, I could already hear faint sounds of arguing coming from above.

"...This is sheer nonsense! How can one refine lord-level elixirs just like that? Double the supply? We can't do it even if we exhaust ourselves!" an old man said angrily.

"But this is the city lord's order..." another younger voice responded weakly.

"Hmph, the City Lord's Mansion? What does that girl know about alchemy? She's just relying on her bloodline!"

Another middle-aged voice said, "Pavilion Master, be careful what you say. The City Lord is a Saint-level alchemist, on par with the Master of Qingfeng Valley."

"Ridiculous!" the old man said in a deep voice, "Has anyone seen her publicly refine elixirs?! I think it's just the old city lord giving her false reputation!"

The room was silent for two seconds before the middle-aged man continued, "Even if the alchemy skills are fake, don't forget that most of the recipes for the pills we use now were sent here by the City Lord."

"So what?" the old man said disdainfully, "These recipes were not written by her."

Luo Li paused slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, then she returned to normal and continued walking up.

The five-story alchemy room is spacious and bright, with more than ten alchemy furnaces of different sizes placed in the center, and jade cabinets for storing spiritual plants around it.

More than ten alchemists in gray-white robes gathered around a red copper cauldron. Leading them was an old man with white hair and beard and a somewhat thin face. He was the owner of the Medicine Pavilion, Xu Wang.

The elegant middle-aged man next to him was the chief elder of the medicine pavilion, Mo Wuyan, whom Luo Xiao mentioned.

"Elder Mo." Luo Li spoke.

Everyone turned around when they heard the voice and saw Luo Li, and saluted, "City Lord."

A hint of awkwardness flashed across Xu Wang's face, but then he forced a smile. "Why did the City Lord come here in person? If you have anything to say, just send someone to summon him."

Luo Li's eyes swept over everyone, finally landing on Xu Wang: "I heard that the Medicine Pavilion is having trouble supplying lord-level elixirs. I came to see if I can help."

Xu Wang stroked his beard, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. "Miss, you're thoughtful. But alchemy requires a lot of hard work, and it can't be achieved overnight. Lord-level pills are complicated to refine, and the failure rate is high. Even old guys like us can't guarantee that we can refine dozens of them every day, let alone those young people."

"I understand," Luo Li nodded. "So I want to know where the specific difficulty lies. Is it a shortage of medicinal materials or a lack of manpower?"

A middle-aged alchemist couldn't help but say, "It's mainly because there are too few high-level alchemists. Besides the Pavilion Master and Elder Mo, the only two people who can consistently refine Lord-level elixirs are Junior Brother Zhou and me.

Each person can only open two furnaces a day, and the success rate is only 50% to 60%. We are not far from the city, and there are many cities, and countless disciples. The previous supply of medicine was already barely enough. Now that it has doubled, I am afraid..."

"Elder Liu!" Mo Wuyan interrupted sharply, "Why should the City Lord worry about these trivial matters?"

Luo Li raised her hand to indicate that it was okay. "Elder Liu is right. I wonder if there are any alchemists in the medicine cabinet who are close to the lord level?"