Chapter 41 I feel really bad

"Oh my, West Lake Academy is really generous! Long live the dean!"

"Long live the dean!"

Outside the woodshed, there were many voices shouting "Long live the dean", which made Yan Zheng feel a little dazed. What happened?

At this time, the little devil opened the door of the woodshed and walked in with a food box in his hand.

"I'll tell you something to be happy about!"

"Oh, by the way, it's a happy thing for us! The dean distributed pills today!"

Pills? What kind of pills?

Yan Zheng thought that it was probably a kind of elixir that ordinary practitioners used to assist in their cultivation.

Although most of the elixirs in the mortal world are mortal, practitioners will always use some herbs to refine elixirs that stimulate potential to assist in their practice.

But the next words from the little ghost made him doubt his life.

"That's a magic pill! Five bottles per person! Each bottle has at least 20 pills!"

"Although I only gave you two kinds of elixirs, one for restoring souls and one for healing injuries, these two are also what we need the most!"

"When I was cultivating in the academy, my energy concentration was sufficient, and I didn't need any pills to improve my cultivation. But if I were to walk outside in the future and consume too much energy, and encounter a strong enemy, these two pills would be life-saving!"

"The whole academy is now shouting long live the dean!"

Yan Zheng looked at the little ghost strangely. What on earth was this half-demon, half-ghost trying to do by deceiving him like this?

What a joke!

That's a panacea!

If he was given 1, he would already think this academy is pretty good.

But give me 5 bottles! Each bottle should contain at least 20 pills? Doesn't that mean 100 pills per person?

Are you kidding? This is a panacea!

This lie is too outrageous!

But at this moment, a sound came in, and a foot kicked the half-closed door of the woodshed open.

Xiaoqing walked in carelessly, glanced around the room, and saw Yan Zheng tied tightly on the small bed in the corner. A smile appeared on her face.

She came here with a mission.

"Hey, little Zhengzheng, are you still tied up by my sister?"

She walked up to him with a smile, "You've been tied up for so long, do you know it's wrong?"

Yan Zheng was slightly stunned, then his eyes widened slightly, his cheeks turned slightly red, he was angry, but he did do something wrong, so he nodded slowly.

Xiaoqing didn't expect Yan Zheng to nod. She just said it casually.

But she quickly came to her senses, with a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes.

"Since you know you are wrong, I will give you some rewards!"

"Although I can't help you break free, I can make you speak!"

After saying that, Xiaoqing waved her hand, and a breath of air came out from her hand and floated into Yan Zheng's throat.

Yan Zheng only felt a coolness in his throat, and he tried to pronounce it.

"Ahh! I can really talk now!"

He just felt tears streaming down his face! If he had known that lowering his head would help him regain the ability to speak, why didn't he lower his head?

No, it was that little devil. He never asked him if he knew he was wrong!

Yan Zheng looked at the little ghost again, that resentful look in his eyes was simply too much!

The little ghost naturally pretended not to see it and stood aside without saying a word.

Xiaoqing had a smile on her face as she looked at Yan Zheng, and was happy when she thought of the task that Long Pinxuan had given her!

"Xiao Zhengzheng, I came to see you this time especially to thank you!"

Yan Zheng was slightly stunned, "Thank me?"

Xiaoqing nodded, "Yes!"

She secretly thought that because she had recruited a dragon-fearing beast, she had one more elixir than others.

But now the dean has given her another mission, asking her to take the pills to Yan Zheng to show off. If she can recruit him to our academy, her soul-restoring pills and healing pills will double!

Double it!

So should she thank Yan Zheng?

Yan Zheng heard what Xiaoqing said and was waiting for her to continue and ask why she wanted to thank him, but he waited for a long time. Xiaoqing seemed to be immersed in her own thoughts, but the laughter that came from time to time made him feel a little creepy.

"Don't you know? Because of you, our West Lake Academy has offended the Wenchang Sect!"

Xiaoqing's eyes rolled and she immediately thought of a good excuse, and she started to lie with her eyes closed.

Well, actually, this is not nonsense.

"So in order to fight against the Wenchang Sect, the strength of the students in the academy must be improved!"

"If you want to improve, experience is naturally one of the best options. In order to increase our survival rate, the dean distributed elixirs to us!"

"So many elixirs! It used to be extremely difficult for us demons to see a single elixir, but now everyone has so many! Shouldn't we thank you?"

When Yan Zheng heard this, his head was buzzing and he felt like it was going to explode. His mind went blank. What did he just hear?

They were able to obtain the elixir because of him?

no!

The key is!

They have so many magic pills? ! ! ! !

No, it must be fake! The other party is lying to him!

Yan Zheng snorted coldly and said, "Don't lie to me. Magic pills are very expensive! Especially the Soul-Restoring Pill and the Healing Pill. They are hard to come by on the market! Unless there is an alchemist in the sect, they will be given to elite disciples! Otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stunned by the scene before him.

Xiaoqing stretched out her hand and produced a jade tray. Then, she pulled the lid of one of the bottles she had just been playing with and poured out the pills inside, all into the jade tray.

"Don't say your sister Xiaoqing is deceiving you. This is a top-grade soul-restoring elixir!"

As she spoke, Xiaoqing moved the jade tray closer to Yan Zheng so that he could see it more clearly.

Yan Zheng's eyes were almost glued to the jade tray.

That familiar fragrance, familiar size, familiar color, it is indeed the Huiling Pill.

As an elder of one of the Siming Sect's branches, Yan Zheng couldn't possibly go out without carrying Huiling Pills with him, but the key point was that there weren't so many on the tray!

Moreover, these are not ordinary soul-restoring pills!

"Excellent! This must have been made by a master! Excellent soul-restoring elixir! Oh my god!"

Yan Zheng saw clearly that on those pills, there were circles of red patterns, which seemed to be naturally formed.

Only elixirs with formed elixir patterns can be called top-grade elixirs!

And what's inside this jade tray is actually all top-grade elixirs!

This must be the work of some alchemy master!

Oh my god! The dean actually gave the students of the academy the top-grade elixir made by the master of alchemy!

Yan Zheng suddenly thought of a possibility, and asked with a pale face, "Could it be that these pills were all made by the dean himself?"

He unconsciously used honorifics in his words. As someone who had suffered before, he would naturally know what to say and what not to say to the dean. Moreover, this dean might very well be the master who could refine top-grade elixirs!