"What's so good about it! She's saying I'll become ugly too! Waaah!"
Song Xiaohua's tearful appearance made Zhu Yi feel like a scumbag.
It specifically targets innocent young mice.
Zhu Yi explained, "I didn't say that, don't overthink it!"
The little demonic blood flower on the waist poked its head out, and the flower leader also put on an air of pretense, saying in a affected tone: "Yes, yes! You will become extremely ugly, and the boss is cursing you to have a hemorrhage."
Nestled in Song Dahei's arms, Song Xiaohua sobbed, "Did you hear that? She's up to no good."
Okay, now she's not crying anymore.
"Yes, yes! Roasted rat meat smells delicious. Those zombies haven't had meat or blood in a long time. If you die, they'll be in for a treat!"
Song Xiaohua's face turned fierce, her little front teeth immediately bared, and her bright little eyes glared intensely.
She looked like she was desperately protecting her child.
"You! You're talking nonsense! We squirrels don't taste good! Waaah! Big Black, you need to dig... dig a safer burrow, we don't want... we don't want to be eaten!"
Hua Feiluan tiptoed over to Song Xiaohua, her two leaves clinging to her like a person, making her little red flower look even bigger. "Then why are you being so coy? Do you think my boss's pills are so easy to get? I'm giving them to you for free and you still don't cherish them?"
It's strange that, even though the Demon Blood Flower clearly doesn't have a human face, Zhu Yi actually saw a smug, pretentious look on that small flower plate the size of a bowl.
Zhu Yi blinked, thinking to herself, "Is this even possible?"
Song Xiaohua sobbed, "Uh..."
This feeling of being oppressed makes one inexplicably feel uneasy.
Zhu Yi was both amused and exasperated, unsure whether to comfort the little squirrel or stop Xiao Hua Fei Luan.
In the afternoon, she first went to the Mission Hall to buy a lot of herbs, and then went to Sour Peach Peak to refine pills. After coming out of Bodhi Mirror, her pill refining skills greatly improved. Master Yujing generously said that he built a small pill refining room for her on Sour Peach Peak. Although it could not compare with her large pill refining room, it was complete in every way, very good, very perfect.
Little did he know that beneath the satisfied smile of the Imperial Mirror Master lay Mu Yu being repeatedly harassed and made things difficult.
The reason is that when Zhu Yi encountered danger at Black Fiend Mountain last time, Mu Yu, as the senior disciple of the sect, failed to notice that something was wrong with Zhu Yi in time.
Regarding this, Mu Yu expressed his innocence, stating that he was genuinely busy last time, and with so many sect matters requiring his attention, he had no idea when Zhu Yi had quietly slipped out of the sect...
In short, Master Yujing didn't care about anything else and fully utilized his strength of protecting his own without reason, forcing Mu Yu to work hard on Sour Peach Peak to build a new alchemy room.
"Master Uncle, if you want to build a new alchemy room, just say so. Why go to such lengths to cause trouble for your junior nephew?"
Mu Yu was really annoyed, and his already stern face darkened even more.
As a result, recently, the disciples of Tianlan Sect have always felt that their senior brother must have encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation. His dark-faced, deep-thinking appearance every day is quite frightening.
Whispering: "Don't go hanging around Senior Brother too often lately. Last time, I went to ask him some questions, but he dragged me to smash the bookshelf! He's really fierce!"
Zhu Yi was unaware of these trivial matters; she was busy setting up her stall to earn spirit stones!
However, the small alchemy furnace on Sour Peach Peak is much better to use than the previous pharmacy!
The earth fire is rich in spiritual energy, the basic medicinal materials are neatly arranged, the windows and doors are well-ventilated, and most importantly, this small alchemy room is equipped with a winding stream. The area is about 60 square meters and the spiritual spring water from Peach Mountain flows through it. This design allows for convenient washing of medicinal materials on one side and the rich earth fire for alchemy on the other side. It's really amazing!
Zhu Yi spent the entire afternoon in the alchemy room refining pills.
Semi-master-level pregnancy-preserving pills, hemostatic pills, sleep aids, and postpartum health-promoting powders...
Zhu Yi was very excited while refining medicine in the afternoon. This was the first time she had concentrated on refining gynecological medicines so much. She wanted to prepare more so that she could use them when she went to travel to the mortal realm later...
"Woof? Weren't these meant for the little squirrel? These are all human medicines, are they really suitable for a little squirrel?"
This was indeed a blind spot for Zhu Yi. The proportions of pills for humans and pills for animals are definitely different. With Jin Bao's hints, Zhu Yi worked all night again and concocted many pills that could be used by spirit beasts to prevent miscarriage and regulate postpartum recovery.
When Zhu Yi emerged from the alchemy room again, it was late at night. Under a sky full of stars, he felt an immense sense of peace and accomplishment.
A few clear bird calls drifted faintly from the peach grove, a feeling akin to emerging from a library late at night, feeling content and at peace.
The evening breeze carried a hint of heat, and the deep blue night sky was peaceful. The fear of being turned into a Shura puppet by Zhu Qianying in the dream also faded a bit.
Zhu Yi thought that perhaps it was because her own strength was constantly improving, and she had different insights every night when she stood in the wind and grew.
Thinking about it carefully, each time I step back and examine that terrifying dream, the fear in my heart gradually diminishes.
Zhu Yi's serene smile grew even more gentle and radiant.
She was as elegant and graceful as a lotus emerging from the water, and even the light sweat on her forehead looked incredibly cute.
...
Such a warm and peaceful evening is not something everyone is in such a good mood for.
In the disciples' quarters of the Fu Sect, those returning late walked quietly so as not to disturb others.
A wisp of light, magical cloud quietly crept into the sleeping boy's dream.
The girl's delicate and beautiful face was very captivating.
At this moment, Weiwei's face was as rosy as a cloud, her long black hair cascading lightly over her shoulders and neck. Her skin was as white as ice and her hair as black as snow, and her alluring eyes held a shy and timid charm.
Shu Chen felt numb and unable to move half of his bones; his heart and eyes were filled with nothing but Weiwei.
The beautiful woman shrank back and snuggled into his arms, her soft voice whimpering. He asked her why she was sad, but she just lowered her head, opened her arms, and hugged his waist tightly without answering.
"Has anyone been talking about you behind your back lately?"
Weiwei shook her head, looked up from Shuchen's arms, and her watery eyes were extremely cute.
A faint, sweet fragrance wafted from her nose. Shu Chen's Adam's apple bobbed. She was dressed in thin clothes, the pale yellow gauze barely concealing her figure, her full and soft curves arousing his imagination. He looked away.
"Why are you dressed so lightly?"
Weiwei seemed to have just come out of the shower; the moisture on her body hadn't dissipated, and Shuchen could clearly feel her slight trembling.
After waiting for a while, the girl still clung to him tightly without saying a word. Shu Chen coaxed her in a very good-natured manner: "Do you want me to take you home? It's too late, don't catch a cold."
"No, I...I want to be with you..."
With just a few simple words, the girl's voice possessed a captivating power, seemingly both resentful and reproachful, as if blaming Shu Chen for being oblivious to romance.
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