"The Spirit Gathering Purple Pill can make the strength below the fifth level of the Golden Realm ignore the Middle Realm and reach the Middle Realm from the Lower Realm, right?"

“Yes, yes, yes.?     ”

"Girl, can you cherish such a low-level pill so much?"

"Low-level? That's the level of gold-patterned." [Pill level division: Pill level: red, green, silver, gold-patterned, equally divided into one to seventh grade]

"Golden pattern? That's just the name of the low and middle realms. In my eyes, it's no different from sugar beans, not worth mentioning."

"Oh! I'm praising you a few words, are you really awesome?" Ye Xiyue looked at him in disbelief. Is it really good to say that the Spirit-Gao Zi Dan is worthless?

"There is only one spirit-gathering purple pill in the middle world, and it is still in the hands of Queen Lihen." Ye Xiyue said again.

"Anyway, this pill is too pediatric."

"Then do you make one for me?"

Grandpa Yaoweng raised his eyebrows, "Close your eyes and relax your whole body. I want your mental power and several treasures in your spiritual space."

Ye Xiyue indeed closed her eyes obediently.

Feiyang sacrificed his own elixir fire. Ye Xiyue saw through the tiny slit of her eyes that the flames lingering on Feiyang's chest were actually black!

This is the first time she has seen the black Dan Fire. I heard that the strange fire has levels: blue, blue, purple and black.

Ye Xiyue couldn't help but be surprised. This Yaoweng is really an alchemist? What level of alchemist can actually be a black alchemy fire?

As the mental power continued to lose, Ye Xiyue's face became paler. It originally took several hours to refine a golden-patterned pill, but Feiyang actually completed it in three minutes!

"Girl, open your eyes."

Ye Xiyue opened her eyes, softened her body, and lay on the table. She shook her head hard, and a pill had already landed in front of her, "Here, the spirit-gathering purple pill you want."

Ye Xiyue looked at the lilac pill, with a trace of golden ripples vaguely flowing on it, golden pattern pill, and spirit-gathering purple pill, just like that... got it?

Even though Ye Xiyue was calm, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, supporting her weak body. She looked at Feiyang, "Grandpa Yaoweng, you... are really an alchemist, damn, so distorted! You completed the pills that the top alchemist refined in a few hours in three minutes? What level of alchemist are you?"

"Now I believe I am the number one alchemist in the world?"

"Tsk, that's also a level." Ye Xiyue put away the spirit-gathering purple pill like a treasure. With this pill, Jing Chiyue could come to the imperial capital.

Just when Ye Xiyue was so happy that she wanted to ask for some questions about medicine refining, "Bang!", a red thing ran over, "My beautiful mother, I've made a big appearance. Guess where I went?"

"where?"

"I heard that there are distinguished guests from Dugu Mansion who came to visit yesterday. I went there for a walk around and I saw you."

"What's the present?"

"I saw the man who was honored as a god by Dugu Mansion. With just a back, I was fascinated."

Ye Xiyue was so amused that she was so funny. Didn’t Xiao Xuegu not like living people?

Feiyang hummed, "If you want to say that there may be someone in the world who can be called a god's mansion now."

"People who can get the eyes of Grandpa Yaowen must be extraordinary."

"Girl, have you heard of the evil emperor of Lihentian?"
Chapter completed!