Still not satisfied after speaking, Mei Wushuang glared at Wei Qinghe jealously and said:
"How old is that ugly girl? How could she possibly be a level five alchemist?"
"Don't be fooled by their methods."
The commotion caused by the recent pill tribulation had already drawn the attention of the powerful figures in Nevernight City, who had released their divine senses to observe it.
If Wei Qinghe and his apprentice had really used some underhanded methods, they would have been discovered long ago, instead of waiting until now.
Mei Wushuang is questioning the fairness and impartiality of the City That Never Sleeps, as well as the abilities of the powerful figures there.
A powerful pressure suddenly appeared, and an angry voice came from the sky, "Are you questioning this city lord?"
This is a very charming female voice.
Soon, a huge sedan chair shrouded in red gauze was seen flying towards them, carried by sixteen maids.
Four maids stood before and behind the sedan chair, each carrying a bamboo basket and scattering flowers. The petals had a unique fragrance, resembling orchids and musk, which was extremely alluring.
After being scattered, they fluttered down like butterflies, falling gently like flowers and rain—a breathtaking sight…
"The city lord has arrived!"
The maid's voice was deep and powerful, as if it could resound throughout the entire city that never sleeps.
Wei Qinghe had met many city lords, but none had ever made such a bizarre entrance.
Those who didn't know better might think she was a courtesan going out.
The fragrance of the flowers was a bit pungent to Wei Qinghe, and she tried her best to hold back so as not to sneeze and ruin the beautiful atmosphere.
"The city lord, it's the city lord..."
As many were captivated, the ethereal veil was lifted by the cold wind, revealing glimpses of the scenery inside the sedan chair.
A woman with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in a light blue Taoist robe, was reclining. Several handsome men, or rather, male concubines, were kneeling beside her.
The sight of the sheer fabric fluttering in the wind shocked Wei Qinghe.
Although the city lord had a full head of silver hair, his beauty was so stunning that even she had never seen many who could compare to him.
The other beauties, though beautiful, possessed an allure that this city lord herself exuded.
Therefore, many cultivators present were captivated by the city lord's beauty.
Mei Wushuang was also somewhat mesmerized, as if she had forgotten that she was also a woman.
The city lord lazily moved his fingers, and Mei Wushuang was instantly forced to kneel on the ground by a sudden pressure, her knees hitting the ground with a sharp crack.
Mei Wushuang, now fully conscious from the pain, said with resentment and hatred, "That's not what I meant. I didn't mean to question the City Lord. I just think that the old beggar and his apprentice used despicable means to participate in the competition, perhaps intending to harm the City Lord..."
Wei Qinghe felt the oppressive aura lingering around her, which she found very repulsive, but outwardly pretended not to know anything.
The city lord, with a half-smile, suddenly flew out of the sedan chair. "A disadvantage to this city lord?"
Several male concubines also landed, standing obediently beside the city lord.
Wei Qinghe slowly raised her eyes and looked at the city lord.
Mei Wushuang was terrified, but she still insisted on clinging to the story of Wei Qinghe and his apprentice.
"That's right, that old beggar and that ugly girl, we don't know where they came from, their alchemy techniques are unheard of, and the pills they make are probably inedible..."
"Ugly girl?" The city lord suddenly looked at Wei Qinghe. Wei Qinghe thought to herself that something was wrong. In an instant, she felt the pressure binding her, and the disguise on her face disappeared.
"Such stunning beauty, you call her an ugly girl? If she's an ugly girl, then what are you?"
Hongqi Daozun clenched his fist, about to make a move, but was stopped by a look from Wei Qinghe.
The city lord only broke her disguise; he had no intention of harming her.
"How could she look like this?" Mei Wu's eyes were practically spitting fire with jealousy.
The ugly girl whose appearance she had always mocked turned out to be such a beauty.
How could an old beggar have such a beautiful apprentice?
"Lord, she disguised herself and sneaked in. She must have ulterior motives. You must use severe torture to extract a confession."
"Are you trying to teach this city lord how to do things?"
The city lord said coldly, but his gaze was fixed on Wei Qinghe and his apprentice.
Wei Qinghe showed no sign of panic. "We, master and disciple, are both fragile alchemists. What's wrong with disguising ourselves to protect ourselves when we go out?"
"We are here to participate in the alchemist competition, not a beauty pageant. The City Lord of Nevernight City is unparalleled in beauty and is the model for countless women. With such a gem before us, we naturally dare not make a fuss about our appearance in front of the City Lord."
The city lord of the City That Never Sleeps covered his mouth and burst into laughter, "Hahaha..."
"You little girl, not only are you good at making pills, but you also have a sweet tongue."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh. Mei Wushuang had been calling her "ugly girl" all along, but in reality, she was a great beauty.
Although she is beautiful, she is low-key and has no intention of comparing herself to others based on her looks.
In contrast, Mei Wushuang's appearance is inferior to that of others, and even her alchemy skills seem to be inferior.
"City Lord, please take a look at the pills that my master and I have refined." Wei Qinghe glanced at the sky with a cold gaze.
"No need to look anymore. The pills you and your apprentice make are excellent. I, the city lord, like them very much. Little sister, would you and your apprentice be interested in staying in the City That Never Sleeps?"
The city lord smiled broadly; she hadn't even looked at the pills yet, but she was very satisfied with those made by Wei Qinghe and his apprentice.
“We can refine the pills the city lord needs, but we cannot stay in the city lord's mansion for the time being,” Wei Qinghe refused directly.
Even if she was sneaking in to find someone, she didn't want to make any promises.
Mei Wushuang sneered, "Your pills are still lying in the alchemy furnace, yet you have the nerve to refuse the city lord? Who do you think you are?"
After she finished speaking, she immediately looked at the city lord with a fawning expression and said warmly and respectfully:
“Lord, my master and I can refine pills for you for a long time. As long as you allow us to enter the secret realm to cultivate, refining pills there will definitely be twice as effective…”
Wei Qinghe smiled slightly. Has the Lingdan Pavilion become so depleted of talent?
They clearly don't have much ability, yet they insist on using the Lingdan Pavilion's name to embarrass themselves in various ways.
Suddenly, one of the male concubines threw a dagger into Mei Wushuang's thigh. "How dare you interrupt when the city lord is speaking!"
Minghua Daozun's expression changed drastically. He frowned and helped Mei Wushuang up with concern while glaring at Wei Qinghe with resentment.
Wei Qinghe found it amusing; she didn't seem to have done anything, did she?
Not daring to harbor hatred towards the city lord of Nevernight, they directly blamed her.
Everyone thought she was an easy target.
"Lord of the City, we are the Spirit Pill Pavilion..."
Before Daoist Minghua could finish speaking, the city lord interrupted him, "When I seek alchemists, I never ask about their origins. Anyone with the ability is an honored guest of mine!"
Wei Qinghe and Daoist Hongqi exchanged a glance, and Daoist Hongqi immediately used his spiritual power to extract the pills from his alchemy furnace.
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