The wealthy young woman, Sheng Ning, is short of money.
She had once plundered all sorts of rare and precious treasures from Bai Ze at Tianling Mountain, and by now she had used them up almost entirely.
When Su Daiyuan and the others heard Sheng Ning say that she wanted to refine pills to exchange for spirit stones, they all expressed their willingness to give their mustard seed bags to their junior sister.
Sheng Ning smiled as he looked at the mustard seed bags handed to him by his senior brothers.
She winked at them and said, "I know you senior brothers are rich, but we can't just sit around and do nothing."
As she spoke, she looked at her third and fifth senior brothers, "Third and fifth senior brothers, the Northern Region is in dire need of spiritual pills and artifacts. Don't you want to take a shot at them?"
After all, while high-grade elixirs and magical artifacts are not common on the mainland, they are still available within major sects.
But it's different in the Northern Region.
They had personally witnessed two cultivators fighting over a single Heart-Cleansing Pill.
This is a huge market gap!
Sheng Ning's words surprised Lu Jingshen and Guan Yunchuan.
For them, alchemy and weapon crafting were indeed commonplace.
However, the pills and magical artifacts they refined were all for their own use.
This resulted in many of the things they refined being left aside and unused.
Especially Lu Jingshen, whose skill in refining the Heart-Clearing Pill was already consummate.
The two brothers exchanged a glance, and then they saw two stoves placed in a small courtyard of the Qi family.
Qi Wenyao had just returned from receiving praise from his father and was in high spirits.
Then they saw Sheng Ning leading two senior brothers, preparing to light the furnace and practice something.
He arrived just in time.
Sheng Ning was still wondering how effective the traditional Chinese medicine she had brewed in the illusion of the God of Slaughter Palace had been.
She beckoned him closer and asked, "Fellow Daoist Qi, are there still impurities in your spiritual root?"
If she hadn't brought it up, Qi Wenyao would have almost forgotten the bullying he had experienced in the illusion.
The smile on his lips slowly faded, and he subconsciously took a step back. "Fellow Daoist Sheng, are you preparing to...?"
Sheng Ning nodded. "If it works well, I plan to launch it citywide."
Ultimately, the formula is the same as Qingxin Dan, except that a single leaf of a chickpea is added.
Qi Wenyao felt a chill run down his spine at the thought that many more cultivators would be forced to drink that awful potion, just like him.
Urged on by Sheng Ning, he used his divine sense to probe into the spiritual root within his body.
After seeing that his spiritual root was no longer as gray and dull as before, but had become much clearer.
His eyes widened suddenly.
"Is it fake?"
He turned his head to look at Sheng Ning, "This... how is this possible?"
He had taken quite a few Qingxin pills, but perhaps because he took too many, the effects were not significant.
But Sheng Ning's bowl of medicine, which he couldn't even swallow, actually solved the problem that had been bothering him for years.
Although his spiritual root was still stained with some gray, that was the impurity that existed in the bodies of cultivators from the Northern Region.
They tried many methods to remove the impurities, but the more they tried, the less effective it became.
Looking at his expression, Sheng Ning knew that her traditional Chinese medicine was effective.
She summoned her third senior brother and recounted to him the process of refining traditional Chinese medicine.
She replaced her alchemy furnace with an ordinary iron pot.
Just kidding, needing an alchemy furnace to brew Chinese medicine? That would be a huge waste of talent.
Sheng Ning and Qi Wenyao reached a consensus.
The Qi family has a large business network in the Northern Region. She and her senior brothers refine pills and weapons, and then sell what they have made through the Qi family's shops.
Because it was mass-produced and of high quality, Sheng Ning stayed at the Qi family's place for half a month and made a fortune.
Refining weapons and alchemy are both extremely mentally taxing tasks, and it was only thanks to Lu Jingshen and Guan Yunchuan's strong spiritual senses that no problems arose for half a month.
On this day, Su Daiyuan visited his junior sister as usual.
But instead of brewing medicine as before, she brought out the weapon-refining furnace.
He raised an eyebrow and was about to step forward when he heard her smiling voice.
"What color laser cannon does Senior Brother like?"
Upon hearing this, Su Daiyuan showed a slight look of surprise, "Junior Sister is going to refine laser cannons again?"
Sheng Ning nodded.
She was able to forge divine artifacts in the illusion, except that she accidentally ate Zi Xing's Fire Spirit Fruit.
The bigger reason was the treasures she kept hidden in her mustard seed bag.
The spiritual treasures brought out from the Bai Ze Palace would naturally be of high quality.
In order to refine an enhanced version of the laser cannon, she used up almost all of those rare and precious treasures.
Now, she's making a small fortune selling pills and magical artifacts with her fellow disciples.
I also found six crystals on the market.
Six crystals are just enough for my senior brothers to forge new laser cannons.
Su Daiyuan watched as she proudly displayed the treasures she had bought a couple of days ago, and a smile crept onto his face.
"Don't overwork yourself."
During this time, he could see his junior sister's hard work.
He could have easily told her that his master, far away on the mainland, possessed far more rare and precious treasures than she could imagine.
However, the junior sister had her own ideas, and her actions made the junior brothers more united.
He raised his hand and patted her head.
Seeing that she was about to start refining the weapon, Su Daiyuan walked to the side, found a chair, and sat down in the courtyard.
Sheng Ning was already very familiar with the weapon-refining process.
These past few days she has been using an iron pot to boil medicine, and she has been using the most ordinary fire.
With Guan Yunchuan not around and not needing the Crimson Lotus Flame, she tentatively extended one finger.
With a 'poof' sound, a wisp of blue flame flickered wildly at her fingertips.
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