Chapter 86

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In the small cave of the blessed land.

Blue fluorescence intertwined with golden sunlight, as colorful magpies flew past the branches, breaking through a rainbow-colored void and disappearing.

The clear tea exuded fragrance, and a gentle breeze stirred the green strands of hair. Mulingwei reclined on a purple bamboo lounge chair, gracefully and lazily flipping through an ancient pharmacopoeia, like a goddess taking a leisurely rest in the afternoon.

"Thud, thud," the sound of two wooden buckets, heavy as bronze bells, hitting the ground, splashing water.

Chen Mo's sleeves were rolled up, his forearms bulging with veins, and sweat soaked through his gray robe. A gentle breeze blew by, carrying the scent of sweat, which wafted over Mulingwei. She raised her jade-like fingers to her nose, her beautiful eyes finally leaving the book to glance at Chen Mo with a slight pout.

"Hehe." Chen Mo chuckled, showing his white teeth, which contrasted with his slightly tanned skin, making him look even more sunny and handsome.

Mulingwei raised her willowy eyebrows slightly and shook her head. Her gaze shifted, and she continued to read the ancient book.

Chen Mo's attempt to please her failed, and he smiled awkwardly.

"Swish..." The teapot was lifted, and the tea was poured into a white jade cup. Chen Mo approached with a full smile and said, "Master, the spirit fields are watered. Please have some tea."

Mulingwei nodded lightly, took the teacup, but her bright, lively eyes remained fixed on the ancient pharmacopoeia.

Chen Mo's smiling face, like a blooming firework, did not fade but became even more radiant. He picked up a folding fan, opened it with a "whoosh," and said earnestly, "Hehe, Master, are you hot? Let me fan you."

After several attempts, Mulingwei seemed to ignore his existence, her ears deaf to the world outside, and her delicate fingers continued to turn the pages of the ancient book. After a while, Chen Mo was already feeling sore and tired, his eyelids drooping.

Beside him, Little Eight lazily poked out half of his turtle head, his cute eyes lazily glancing at Chen Mo. He covered his face with his front limbs and blinked a couple of times, as if saying, "Flattery without a good intention." He shook his head and retreated into his shell to continue sleeping.

Ever since Chen Mo had attached himself to Mulingwei, the skilled flatterer Little Eight had used all his tricks to win her favor. In just a month, he had received countless benefits.

He had eaten various spirit herbs and elixirs, his belly round and shiny, and he had become even lazier, always full and content.

Massaging his arm, an idea came to him, and he muttered, "You ungrateful turtle, what use are you? I might as well stew you and offer it to Master." With that, he grabbed one of Little Eight's chubby claws and, regardless of its struggles, ran off in a flash.

Although Mulingwei understood that Chen Mo was trying to attract her attention, her heart skipped a beat, and a hint of melancholy appeared on her face. She could no longer concentrate on her reading.

After another fifteen minutes, the sound of light footsteps approached. She couldn't help but look up, her jade-like face changing noticeably, her willowy eyebrows furrowed, her thin lips slightly parted, and she looked somewhat nervous.

Chen Mo, with a fawning expression, ran over with a bowl of hot soup.

"Little Eight?" Mulingwei covered her mouth in surprise.

But then she saw the chubby Little Eight wagging his tail like a dog, following Chen Mo, sniffing the air, and looking extremely eager for the soup Chen Mo had prepared.

"Phew," Mulingwei exhaled, her willowy eyebrows slightly pouting as she gave Chen Mo a light glare.

"Hehe!" Chen Mo nodded and bowed, his face full of flattery as he approached, "Master, this is a beauty-boosting soup I prepared according to an ancient recipe. It will not only refresh you but also nourish your blood and qi, enhancing your jade-like skin from the inside out. It will make you even more beautiful, outshining fairies and enchanting demons."

What does "enchanting demons" mean? What a chaotic metaphor.

Mulingwei's jade cheeks turned slightly red, her star-like eyes rolled, and she gave him a light glare. However, the faint smile on her face betrayed her, showing that she was quite flattered by the flattery.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the beauty-boosting soup, and with a graceful, boneless hand, she took a sip. She half-closed her eyes, and after a long moment, she said lazily and coquettishly, "The taste is passable, but the ginseng is a bit too much, making it slightly bitter."

Chen Mo hurriedly smiled and flattered, "Master, you truly are a fairy descended from heaven, with keen eyesight. I will immediately improve it until you are satisfied. There are wild bees nesting in the Hundred Flowers Valley. I will go and get some honey to add."

"Enough, enough. You should focus more on cultivating and refining elixirs rather than wasting your thoughts on such trivial matters." Mulingwei's delicate body half-reclined, revealing a grace and charm she never showed to others, and she said softly, "What do you want from me?"

Hearing her words, Chen Mo's smile grew even wider. He rubbed his hands and continued to flatter, "Master, you are truly remarkable. Your insight is profound. I haven't even spoken, and you already know what I want. I am truly in awe of you." He waited for Mulingwei to speak, and when she did, he praised her like a torrential river, non-stop.

At the same time, he activated his storage ring, and a faint light appeared, revealing a row of nearly a dozen herbs, to avoid any complications.

Little Eight was already covering his face, thinking that he had already been shameless enough in his flattery for a good meal. But his master, once he lowered his standards, was even more shameless.

Indeed, the old saying is true: "Not of the same family, not in the same house."

"Yijing Pill." Mulingwei, serene and ethereal, could not help but show a hint of surprise in her eyes. As a fifth-rank alchemist, she knew the combination of the materials.

"Master, your keen eyesight is truly remarkable. Just by looking at the materials, you know that I want you to help me refine the Yijing Pill. You are truly a fairy descended from heaven with keen eyesight. I have chosen the right master." Chen Mo's smile grew even more radiant.

"Do you know it is a fifth-rank elixir?"

Chen Mo naturally knew. A single fifth-rank elixir could sell for 500,000 gold coins, and many people would pay several times that amount and still not be able to get one. In the Great Wind Kingdom, only two alchemists had a high chance of refining a fifth-rank elixir: one was the missing Medicine Man of the Eternal Spring Valley, and the other was this fairy-like master.

The other fourth-rank alchemists had a chance to refine a fifth-rank elixir, but the success rate was abysmally low.

"I know, that's why I am asking Master for help." His eyes were full of admiration.

Mulingwei, with a willowy waist, stood up gracefully and took a light step to look at the vibrant spirit fields. She believed that Chen Mo was not the type to focus solely on wealth and neglect cultivation. He must have encountered a cultivation bottleneck, which is why he needed the Yijing Pill to strengthen his body and enhance his bloodline.

"Although I am a fifth-rank alchemist, the Yijing Pill is one of the more difficult fifth-rank elixirs to refine. The failure rate is still quite high. Are you willing to take this risk?" Mulingwei thought for a moment and decided to consider it as a reward for his outstanding performance in the Huo Yingfan incident.

"Of course, I am willing to take all the risks." Chen Mo answered resolutely, but his heart was filled with fear. Goddess Master, please don't fail. This is all my wealth.

Moreover, who else could he ask to refine it? There are only two fifth-rank alchemists in the entire Great Wind Kingdom...

Seeing Chen Mo's determination, Mulingwei finally agreed and led him to the alchemy room. Little Eight, green with envy, had never even tasted a fifth-rank elixir, so he hurriedly followed, thinking that even a taste of the soup would be good.

After a thorough preparation, she finally began.

Her delicate fingers, like orchids, gently moved, and a greenish-blue aura fell onto the herbs, dividing them into three parts.

Her jade-like feet lightly touched the ground, and her whole body floated gracefully in the air, like a fairy, her clothes fluttering, a beautiful sight.

Her white wrists moved gracefully, and her fair arms raised, a white light appearing between her fingers, revealing a translucent, greenish-blue spirit stone. Her arms circled her body, flying around the alchemy room, and after a full circle, a beautiful, floating spirit stone appeared around her.

Her fingers pointed, and the spirit stones, like falling petals, gently landed a few feet away. Her palms lowered, and her arms circled her body, the greenish-blue aura appearing and flowing, like a fairy pouring a spiritual spring, a beautiful and moving sight.

Suddenly, it seemed like a different world. As the aura flowed through her palms, the spirit stones emitted a greenish-blue glow, slowly rising, forming a transparent, greenish-blue half-dome that isolated the inside from the outside, allowing only the invisible heavenly qi to seep in.

This wondrous scene left Chen Mo speechless, his palm touching the dome, which felt like clear water but could not be penetrated.

Suddenly, the greenish-blue aura spread over his palm, crawling up his arm and covering his entire body.

Chen Mo took two steps back, and a miraculous phenomenon occurred in his palm. The greenish-blue aura gradually dissipated, and the dust and dirt on his body disappeared, leaving him feeling refreshed as if he had just bathed.

The greenish-blue aura, like a whirlwind, swept through the alchemy room, cleaning all the dirt and impurities, leaving no trace of dust.

Suddenly, the aura condensed and rose rapidly. Looking up, it seemed about to affect Mulingwei.

Seeing her sway, her fingers moved, and the greenish-blue aura changed direction, converging in her palms. Her arms raised suddenly, and the aura rushed toward her. Just before it reached her palms, a pink peach blossom appeared between her fingers, breaking through the dome first. The greenish-blue aura, like a flood, rushed out.

"Spirit Finger Cleansing Heaven"

The aura dissipated, and the dome showed no gaps. The internal air was fresh, like the scent of grass after rain, and the pink petals fell freely.

In her white robe, Mulingwei and the petals fell together, the air flowing, lifting her hair, like a fairy descending from the heavens.

Her delicate body landed, her toes lightly touching the ground, the greenish-blue aura covering her body, the petals flying in a pattern, instantly forming a "Xuan" symbol with deep patterns. Looking up, it was like being in a vast universe, with stars twinkling.

"Boom," the aura surged, blinding Chen Mo's eyes. Slowly opening them, the scene before him was breathtaking. He did not know that Mulingwei had spared no expense to refine the Yijing Pill.

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