Both the Zheng family of Luohe and the Ma family of Luoyue City are prominent families specializing in alchemy, based on Wei Qinghe's understanding of the Lingdan Sect.
Although these two families are nominally inferior to the Lingdan Sect, they might not necessarily lose if they were to truly compare.
"Yes, Master."
The two did not ask any further questions, nor did they show any dissatisfaction because their master was young.
They must have been trapped in this secret realm for a long time, so they were unaware that Wei Qinghe was the most sought-after figure in the outside world and in the rumors circulating about the Immortal Sect's jade slips.
The three of them, master and apprentice, chatted and laughed as they refined pills, creating a remarkably normal atmosphere. In contrast, the other pill refiners seemed completely out of character.
Two more people came up soon, but neither of them showed much gratitude to Wei Qinghe, nor did they intend to become her disciples.
They immediately began to seize the medicinal herbs they needed.
Wei Qinghe asked the two more questions about the secret realm, and soon Wei Qinghe's pills were ready.
Before Wei Qinghe could take out the pills, the alchemy furnace automatically flew up, and the pills inside were supported by a spiritual force.
These are high-grade, high-purity pills, and the quantity is controlled to be between thirty and forty.
A hoarse voice rang out, "You can go upstairs now."
The tone of his voice clearly indicated excitement.
"Master, you go up first, your disciples will be up soon."
March looked at his alchemy furnace and took a deep breath.
“Yes, Master, you go up first, we’ll be up soon.” Zheng Wangyun said, both of them steadily controlling their tempering fire.
Wei Qinghe nodded, took the unassuming alchemy furnace, and then went upstairs.
This time, I didn't feel anything else.
As soon as Wei Qinghe left, the people who came up later spoke up, "You are supposed to be from a great family of alchemists, how could you choose a young girl as your master?"
March sneered, "I'm pleased."
Even now, these two still don't realize that they were able to stay conscious and climb the stairs entirely thanks to their master's help.
Although my master is young, the pills he refines are not only of high grade, but also of very high purity.
The man said jealously, "That girl always carries that alchemy furnace with her; it must be a treasure."
Zheng Wangyun didn't care about anything else; he had to protect his master.
"Pan Changqing, if my memory serves me right, you were using that alchemy furnace when I entered the tower. How come I didn't see you refine any good pills?"
“Zheng Wangyun, you only entered the Pill Guild because you are the head of the Zheng family. I am the hall master of the Pill Guild. How dare you question my alchemist level?” Pan Changqing was even more furious.
He vaguely remembered using that alchemy furnace, but if he admitted it now, wouldn't he be admitting that he, the head of the Pill Guild, was inferior to a little girl?
Zheng Wangyun was not afraid of him. "Don't you know your own limitations? If you're not convinced, then challenge my master to a duel and see who can get to the fifth floor first, or who can get to the fifth floor."
Before Wei Qinghe even reached the third floor, she could faintly hear the melodious sound of a zither and the laughter of a woman.
I thought I would see many alchemists refining pills, but I only saw one person.
An old man in gray robes sat with his back to her, facing the wall. There were also paintings on the wall, which looked very much like the murals at the entrance of the secret realm.
However, upon closer inspection, one will find that there are significant differences.
There were no dancing women, nor white-clad men playing the piano; only the lilies bloomed exceptionally beautifully.
"I've finally waited for you." The hoarse voice rang out again.
Wei Qinghe was very puzzled as to what he meant by "finally waiting for her".
How did this person know she would come?
Or was this said to the person on the third floor?
"Senior, are you waiting for someone?"
The third floor was very empty; apart from the people and murals in front of you, there was nothing there. It could be described as a bare house.
They claimed to be refining elixirs, but they didn't use a single medicinal herb.
Upon hearing the little girl's voice, the man automatically turned around from his meditative posture.
When he saw Wei Qinghe, a look of surprise and unease flashed in his eyes.
"You're quite capable to have made it to the third floor at such a young age."
Wei Qinghe looked at the person in front of her. His hair was messy and gray, and his face was covered with wrinkles that could trap flies. His exposed skin was also so old that it was impossible to tell his age.
"The fact that you, an elderly person, can sit on this third floor shows your great ability."
Wei Qinghe simply sat down on the spot and took out a tea set from his Qiankun bag, looking completely unhurried.
She poured herself tea methodically and savored it carefully, showing no signs of going upstairs.
The old man's aged eyes were somewhat cloudy, and he looked at Wei Qinghe, seemingly lost in thought.
When Wei Qinghe was about to finish the plate of pastries she had taken out, the old man became agitated and asked, "Girl, you've already come all this way, don't you want to go up?"
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