The flying carpet descended when the clouds disappeared.
Countless other cultivators paid homage to them.
Song Tingwan ran away quickly.
They ran by tearing apart the teleportation talisman.
After returning to her own magnolia courtyard, she sat down to rest and calm herself down.
When Song Siyao and the others returned leisurely, the sky had just set. The woman sat under the magnolia tree, with an intricately carved palace lantern behind her. She had elegantly prepared tea and arranged the teacups, waiting for them to arrive.
"Why are you so slow?" Song Tingwan smiled at them.
Shen Zhuochuan and Song Siyao sat down on either side of her and immediately pushed their teacups in front of them.
Baili Xijiang plopped down and complained, "Master, you left so quickly. Now that you're gone, they can only beg your disciple for pills."
Now everyone knows that Baili Dansheng is the personal disciple of the Sleeping Goddess, and everyone is even more enthusiastic about him than before.
This made Baili Xijiang deeply realize just how crazy the Six Realms were about the pursuit of divine pills.
Yes, a miracle pill.
Baili Xijiang thought it was an exaggeration.
He had never even seen the divine pill, yet those people dared to ask him to tell his master that they wanted it.
That's just a dream.
If there were any divine pills, he'd be the first to snatch them!
He muttered something, and accidentally blurted it out.
"Well, Baili Xijiang, Wan'er, look at him! Your disciple is trying to steal the divine pill!"
Qin Xi, as if she had caught him red-handed, excitedly shouted at Song Tingwan.
Song Tingwan shook her head helplessly, "Divine pills? Your master doesn't even have one yet."
I've only vaguely heard of the name of the Divine Elixir, but unfortunately, even the Alchemist Ancestor couldn't record its formula.
Back when she was in the secret realm, she was also curious about whether the effects of the divine pill would be amazing.
As a result, within the Danzu Secret Realm, a divine pill flew into her dantian the moment her thought arose.
She instantly grasped the effects of the divine pill, but unfortunately, she couldn't figure out what it was made of.
She also noticed during the sacrifice that the fragrance of the pill was stronger than any of the pills she had refined, as if... it was not a fragrance from spiritual plants.
After smelling it for a while, I felt my mind clear.
Song Tingwan vaguely felt that the method of refining the divine pill seemed to be different from that of ordinary pills.
Something seemed to vanish with a flash of inspiration.
Song Tingwan felt a little regretful that she hadn't seized the opportunity in time.
"It's late, elder sister, you should rest. Ghost cultivators, come with me to see the clan leader."
After drinking a cup of spiritual tea, Song Siyao took his sword and left.
Countless ghost cultivators floated behind him, including Wu Ling and Wu Gan.
It looked quite orderly.
"I'll go help." Wan Qiji used his demonic energy to escape and followed Song Siyao.
The remaining few exchanged a smile, then raised their cups and took a sip of the sweet spiritual tea.
As they drank their tea, the sky had completely darkened.
The little white tiger was lying on Song Tingwan's lap, already half asleep.
Song Tingwan gently rubbed its little head and smiled tenderly.
The little guy has been making a lot of noise these past few days, and he's finally tired.
"Going to the forbidden area tomorrow?" Shen Zhuochuan asked in a low voice.
Song Tingwan nodded, "It's too late today, and I still have matters concerning ghost cultivators to trouble the clan leader with. I'll bother you again tomorrow."
Shen Zhuochuan nodded, and that he would begin dealing with the matters piled up at the top of Yunque tonight.
By the time she comes out of the restricted area, she should have finished dealing with the matter.
Qin Yuanyuan peeked in and asked, "How long will Wan'er be inside this time?"
After this period, she also had a lot of inspiration and wanted to swing a hammer to make some magical artifacts.
She also harbors some hidden ambitions; she's already created pseudo-divine artifacts, so a true divine artifact won't be too far off.
"It won't be long. Does Yuanyuan need anything?"
Song Tingwan sensed the probing in her words and asked directly and gently.
Qin Xi then shared his thoughts, and Song Tingwan nodded with a smile, "Go ahead, I also want to refine new pills after I come out of the forbidden area."
Qin Xi's eyes lit up. "Wan'er, would you like to try refining the Divine Pill?"
Song Tingwan was startled, and Shen Zhuochuan, who was standing next to her, shook his head and tried not to laugh.
Baili Xijiang covered his mouth and laughed as he poured tea for them, nearly spilling the tea upon hearing this.
Song Tingwan smiled helplessly, "Does Yuanyuan want to try refining a divine artifact?"
If Qin Xi can forge the divine artifact, the Six Realms will go crazy again.
Such a young, even childish, master craftsman is able to forge divine artifacts.
After that, when they went out, the number of people who frantically surrounded them increased by more than half.
Qin Xi gave an awkward smile, "Alright then."
But she really dared to dream of such a magical artifact.
Song Tingwan and she exchanged a glance and laughed together.
Both of them have ambition, but they both know that it will be difficult to achieve in the near future.
However, success will come sooner or later.
"At that time, Wan'er will be the number one alchemist in the Six Realms, and I will be the number one weapon refiner in the Six Realms. Only I—"
"Only then can I stand at the same level as Wan'er."
Qin Xi's tone was so sweet it melted your heart.
Song Tingwan smiled and said, "Okay, I'm really looking forward to that day."
Shen Zhuochuan looked at the two of them and smiled as he poured them more tea.
"Then I'll try to curry favor with the two number one players in the Six Realms in advance."
"Well, if Master is the number one alchemist, then I'll just have to be number two."
Baili Xijiang crossed his arms and raised his chin, boldly asking his uncle to pour him a drink as well.
Qin Xi couldn't bear to watch, so she silently held her teacup and observed the scene.
Song Tingwan suppressed a laugh, glancing at Shen Zhuochuan's helpless expression, and silently mourned for her little apprentice.
"Let's go, Xiao Hei. I haven't been urging you to practice your shooting lately. Let's go." Shen Zhuochuan patted his robes, stood up, and glanced down at his little nephew.
Baili Xijiang wailed and collapsed onto the table.
"No way, I really have no talent for shooting."
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