"Feng Qingran, open your eyes wide and see clearly who I am?" Feng Qingcheng narrowed her eyes slightly.

Feng Qingran couldn't help but take a step or two back, "You...you're the older sister..."

"Genuine or genuine."

"Sister, why did you frame me? You were the one who gave me the Life-Saving Pill and the Hundred-Cure Pill. I know, you must be joking with me, right?" Feng Qingran said, tears of grievance streaming down her face, a sight that broke one's heart.

Feng Qingcheng had to admit that this seemingly innocent woman had pretty good acting skills.

Now that their statuses are so different, Feng Qingcheng won't invite trouble upon herself.

When it comes to punishing scumbags, it's best to be ruthless in private, but in public, leave everyone a way out.

Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "Yes, I was just joking. Your Highness's poison can be cured."

Her words brought a sigh of relief to everyone.

The Emperor was overjoyed, "How can this be resolved?"

"Your Highness has indeed ingested an expired Hundred-Cure Pill. Now we can only prepare a new Hundred-Cure Pill to fight poison with poison. However, Qingcheng has lost her spiritual power, so I'm afraid we'll have to borrow your spiritual power."

Serves you right for bullying me, now you're just watching the show.

Hmph, if you don't pay a price and feel some pain, you won't know why the flowers are so red.

"Borrowing spiritual power?" The Emperor frowned. "How do we do that?"

"Qingcheng also saw it in a medical book. It was about how everyone could inject spiritual energy while Qingcheng was refining pills. However, this method is too dangerous and would reduce the cultivation of the person borrowing the spiritual energy."

Upon hearing Feng Qingcheng's words, everyone's expression changed!

In this other world where martial arts are revered, they will stop at nothing to advance to a higher level. In particular, the strong will stop at nothing to pursue further cultivation, and even pay the price with their lives.

Now Feng Qingcheng is asking them to lower their levels, how can they possibly bear that?

This piece of trash might as well be dead.

Everyone cursed her in their hearts, and even the emperor kept his mouth shut in silence.

Feng Qingcheng then said, "How about this, Qingcheng will dictate the formula for the Hundred-Cure Pill, and you, young master, will prepare it?" She smiled and looked at Xiao Wangyou.

Everyone was overjoyed. "That's great! Their cultivation has been preserved!"

Everyone looked expectantly at Xiao Wangyou.

Xiao Wangyou hurriedly explained, "Princess An flatters me. My medical skills are still shallow, and I really cannot refine the Hundred-Cure Pill."

Xiao Wangyou's words filled everyone with utter despair.

So annoying!

In other words, only she, this good-for-nothing, could refine the Hundred-Solution Pill.

Feng Qingran, who had been silent all along, widened her pupils after she realized what was happening!

Chunhua said that Feng Qingcheng used the forbidden spirit-absorbing technique to turn her uncle into a cripple!

Feng Qingcheng's actions were intended to absorb everyone's spiritual energy!

She wanted to expose Feng Qingcheng's conspiracy on the spot, but she was afraid of getting herself into trouble.

I'm so annoyed.

He knew perfectly well that this woman was up to no good, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Actually, only forty or fifty people are needed, each contributing a little spiritual power. If we're lucky, we might only lose half a star, but if we're unlucky, we might lose a whole star."

Feng Qingcheng's words made everyone want to pretend to be dead.

That's half a star, it's a whole star!

That must have taken so much time and resources to cultivate. Even the strongest cultivators hit a bottleneck once they reached a certain level.

"What do you all think?" The Emperor glanced at the crowd indifferently.

This was the time to show loyalty to the Emperor. Even though everyone cursed Feng Qingcheng in their hearts, they could only kneel and say, "If this method can save the Crown Prince, that would be wonderful."

"Very good."

"Very good."

"It's just one star, right? We can slowly cultivate back to that level. But this is a matter of life and death."

Even Feng Qingran knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to borrow your spirit."

Feng Qingran felt that she was a goddess, and her cultivation was the highest among all the young people. The emperor doted on her the most, and he would definitely not want her to lower her cultivation level by borrowing a spirit.

"If my sister could borrow my spirit, it would be twice as effective, since my sister cultivates the same kind of technique as me."

Feng Qingran did not receive the Emperor's refusal, but Feng Qingcheng spoke first.

She was seething with hatred inside, but she could only force a smile and say, "Is that so? That's really 'wonderful'."

"Then let my sister lead the way."

Feng Qingran, “…”

She expected the Emperor to intervene, but to her surprise, he said, "Very well. The goddess's cultivation is still shallow; one star is nothing to her."

Feng Qingran was devastated.

In the past six months, in order to improve her cultivation, the patriarch of the Li family lowered his own cultivation level and forcibly raised her level rapidly. Otherwise, how could she have advanced so quickly in half a year?

Her foundation is currently unstable, making further advancement very difficult unless she finds a high-level magical beast to rebuild her foundation.

If she loses a star, oh no, she's going to die.

The Feng family was unaware of this matter and still believed that she was truly a divine goddess, having made rapid progress in her cultivation over the past six months with the help of resources.

The Feng family was filled with remorse; they had mistaken a fish eye for a pearl and wished they could beat Feng Qingcheng to death.

Feng Qingran was about to cry. What should she do now? Could she pretend to be dead?

But with so many powerful figures in front of her, how could she dare to play any tricks!

She pursed her lips tightly; she simply couldn't believe that Feng Qingcheng would dare to absorb all the spiritual energy of so many people!

If Feng Qingcheng really dares to do that, she will definitely be torn to pieces by everyone!

"Your Majesty is absolutely right. Even if it means my death, I will save the Crown Prince," Feng Qingran said, her words sounding hollow.

The Emperor was overjoyed, "As expected of a goddess, she has a sense of responsibility."

"Your Majesty, I am willing to lend Princess An a helping hand."

"Your Majesty, I am also willing."

"Your subject is willing."

...

Soon, all the powerful figures set out.

They couldn't possibly stand up for the younger generation of the family, as that would offend the emperor.

Feng Qingcheng, you good-for-nothing, you're dead!

Everyone cursed Feng Qingcheng to death in their hearts!

Long Moyuan, who had remained silent, looked up at the woman beside him, a hint of doting in his eyes.

Soon, the people from the Prince An's Mansion placed Feng Qingcheng's alchemy furnace in the center of the courtyard. They collected all the recipes for the Hundred Remedies Pill. She wasn't worried about others copying her recipes, since alchemists were the most scarce talent in this other world. Even if there were a few, the pills they produced would only be ordinary pills.

Unlike her, who was favored by the gods and became a deity at a young age.

Unfortunately, the higher you climb, the colder it gets; the higher you fly, the harder you fall.

Fortunately, the powerful Feng Qingcheng from the 21st century has arrived!

With everything ready, Feng Qingcheng was seen stir-frying various herbs in front of the alchemy furnace.

Forty powerful figures and a goddess named Feng Qingran surrounded the alchemy furnace.

The temperature during the alchemy process was too high; everyone felt like they were about to melt. Fortunately, the powerful figures around the emperor created a barrier to keep them out of the intense heat.

"First spirit borrower, please infuse your spiritual power."

Soon, Feng Qingcheng's voice came.

The barrier that isolated Feng Qingran was torn open by the powerful figures, leaving a small hole.

Helpless, Feng Qingran used her spiritual power to hand her hand to Feng Qingcheng.

Feng Qingcheng began absorbing spiritual energy using the forbidden technique of absorbing spiritual energy.