On a shady spot on the mountain peak, a graceful woman in white sat on a rock. Her features were exquisite, her face veiled by a white gauze, revealing only her large, watery eyes.
The woman was gazing at the scenery below the mountain when suddenly her brows furrowed; she heard hurried footsteps.
"Sister Xue'er, someone just set up a stall on the mountain and stole our business. The worst part is that his pills are really good," a woman in green said hurriedly.
"Hmm? It's nothing, just some ordinary pills. We're just here to support them, not to make any money," Mu Xue'er said casually. She had thought it was something serious.
"That's too good for that kid. We're the ones who gathered all that popularity," the woman in green said angrily.
"Young man? Explain yourself clearly," Mu Xue'er suddenly asked. Could it be such a coincidence?
"What's there to say? He's just very young, looks about our age," the woman in blue said, wondering why her mistress was asking about men.
"Then take me to see it," Mu Xue'er said, standing up slightly and straightening her clothes.
The woman in green rubbed her eyes in surprise, wondering if she had not only misheard but also misseen.
Mu Xue'er slapped her on her round buttocks, ignored her, and headed towards her destination.
What if it really is that person?
Of course she'd take him back to get married; she'd brought out all the happiness she and her mother could ever have in their lives.
We can't let this opportunity slip by.
...
Gu Yan, on the other hand, collected large quantities of medicinal herbs, finally throwing away all the junk pills he had stored away.
In less than half an hour, he had collected nearly fifty century-old medicinal herbs, not to mention countless others from other years, which he simply tossed into his bundle.
He then glanced at the middle-aged or old men who had switched pills, all of whom wore expressions of delight, shook his head, and prepared to leave.
He hadn't walked far when he suddenly felt someone watching him, so he looked in the direction of Medicine King Valley.
He noticed a graceful woman in white approaching, her large, watery eyes fixed on him.
Gu Yan's divine sense penetrated the veil and saw her snow-white skin, delicate oval face, small, exquisite nose, and slightly pursed pink lips with drool dripping from them...
His holy appearance aroused his lust, and he disregarded her peak early stage cultivation level, pondering whether or not to abduct her.
"Isn't that Fairy Mu? Why is she here?" a man in his thirties said, wiping his drool.
“What a charming young lady! Although she’s wearing a veil, I’m certain she’s an absolute beauty,” an old man said, his lewd appearance making everyone feel disgusted.
"You old codger, how long have you been gone? You don't even know Xue'er from Medicine King Valley!" the man in his thirties roared, as if someone had trampled on his goddess.
"Fortunately, those youngsters from the sect aren't here, otherwise things would have gotten chaotic," an old man said.
"Could it be that the deal with the three major sects has been completed, and they've come here to take a look?" a middle-aged man asked curiously.
"You're really ignorant. Those were all presided over by the elders of Medicine King Valley. How could Fairy Mu do such trivial matters?" the man in his thirties said again.
"Damn it, you little brat, why are you everywhere?" the middle-aged man said with displeasure.
"Huh? You're only a few years older than me, just one realm higher, why are you acting like a senior?" The man retorted.
"Alright, can't you see? Fairy Mu is heading towards that pill-selling kid," an old man reminded her.
"What? Could it be..." the man exclaimed in surprise.
...
Mu Xue'er ignored those words and swallowed her saliva before saying in a clear voice, "Young master, it's not good to steal business from my Medicine King Valley like this."
Looking at the serene and beautiful woman, Gu Yan didn't seem to be there to cause trouble, so he said, "Miss, you misunderstand. I'm not trying to steal your business; I'm just short of money and need to exchange some herbs."
"I'm not called 'Miss,' I'm called Mu Xue'er," Mu Xue'er said, flicking her sleeves. She didn't have the air of a fairy at all, but she quickly transformed back into one.
“Yes, Miss Xue’er. My name is Gu Yan.” Gu Yan replied obediently.
"Young master, may I move a little further? Xue'er has some questions to ask you," Mu Xue'er asked softly.
“Yes, that’s fine,” Gu Yan replied curiously.
Why did he feel that this young girl was looking at him so passionately? When did he become so charming? Gu Yan wondered to himself.
Mu Xue'er smiled slightly, then took graceful steps and led Gu Yan to the place where she had been admiring the scenery earlier.
"Oh no, how could Fairy Mu do this?" The man clutched his head and cried out in extreme grief.
"Hehehe, this is going to be fun. I'll go tell those youngsters." An old man stroked his beard and left.
...
Gu Yan, observing the woman's swaying, pert buttocks and the fragrance of pills emanating from her body, concluded that she must be an alchemist, and had been doing so for quite some time.
"Does Young Master Gu really need century-old medicinal herbs?" Mu Xue'er paused slightly and asked.
Gu Yan didn't stop in time and suddenly bumped into the woman's waist.
With a cry of "Ouch!", Mu Xue'er was almost knocked to the ground, so he had to grab her slender waist with both hands.
The two were thus placed in an extremely awkward situation.
After three seconds, Gu Yan helped her up.
Without blushing or skipping a beat, he touched his nose.
It's so fragile, yet it feels so good in my hand. If I were to stretch it up myself, wouldn't that be...?
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