Yu Xi closed her eyes, responded softly, and continued to listen to Ding Buer.
"We're raising so much money for initial investment, as Master Shen said. This is called initial capital accumulation, then interest compoundes, money makes money, and when the time is right, we can start the plan directly."
"Do you know what our plan is? You definitely don't know. We want to train a girl to become one of the ten empresses of the Xianwu Continent! He..."
Just as Ding Bu'er was getting into the swing of things, Yu Xiyan, who had been silent all along, suddenly asked, "Do you know Shen Zhao?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Bu'er blurted out, "Shen Zhao? Of course..."
But he immediately realized something was wrong and shook his head, saying, "Of course I don't know him. I wonder what Miss Shen wants with him?"
Yu Xiyan: "Since we don't know each other, there's nothing to say."
After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
Ding Bu'er patted his chest and thought to himself: No wonder Master Shen has been so uncomfortable ever since he got together with this woman. They must know each other, and maybe they're even old flames.
But then he immediately dismissed the idea: Impossible. Although Master Shen is a little bit handsome, it's impossible for him to know such an elegant and refined girl. Although Su Yunying is no less attractive than the one in front of him, she lacks a certain noble air. Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Just as Ding Buer's Bagua soul began to burn fiercely, wisps of white smoke emerged from the alchemy furnace.
"He was too busy talking."
With a complaint, Ding Buer hurried over to look after Dan Huo.
Before long, after the smoke had died down, Ding Bu'er exclaimed in surprise, "It's done!"
The moment the furnace is opened, the aroma of medicine fills the air.
Even Yu Xiyan couldn't help being attracted by the pure medicinal fragrance, and slowly stood up and walked to the alchemy furnace.
Upon closer inspection, her pupils constricted. Before her lay thousands of pills, all of them top-grade spiritual herbs.
"These? Are they all top-grade nine-pattern pills?"
"How could it be wrong? This one is for treating internal injuries, this one is for treating external injuries, this one is for replenishing spiritual energy, this one is for replenishing qi and blood, and this one is for temporarily enhancing physical attributes."
Ding Buer carefully classified the pills and packed them in porcelain bottles, his eyes shining with gold.
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