Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 330 Hu Mingyue Returns to Qinghu Peak

The maids looked at their masters with envy, seeing how beautiful and graceful they were.

The maids could only secretly envy him in their hearts. After all, that pill of the Rejuvenating Pill was worth 100,000 spirit stones, which was extremely expensive. They thought to themselves that if a man could give them a pill of the Rejuvenating Pill in the future, they would marry him no matter what.

Although the Rejuvenating Pill is not a rare item, it is indeed an unpopular elixir. Low-level elixirs can still find the way to success through trial and error, but this is not the case with high-level elixirs. Starting from the fourth-level elixir, it takes a long time to refine. The fourth-level elixir takes 810 days to refine, the fifth-level elixir takes 1350 days, and the sixth-level elixir takes as long as 2700 days...

This is the difference in family background among alchemists in the world of cultivation. Without the guidance of family background, one would probably be at most a fifth-rank alchemist in his entire life. Just testing ten furnaces of fourth-rank elixirs, 23 years passed silently; and testing ten furnaces of fifth-rank elixirs, 38 years passed quickly.

This shows how important alchemy family background is in the world of cultivation. If you become a disciple of one person, you can save yourself hundreds of years of detours. However, alchemists like Wang Qiye who have learned through self-exploration are actually quite rare in the world of cultivation, accounting for only about 10%.

So this time it seemed that Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan only used more than 3 herbs to refine a batch of anti-aging pills, creating a value of 100 million spirit stones.

But they had sent the old witch 20 spirit stones in advance, plus a small section of soul-nourishing wood worth 10 spirit stones. And they also promised to send her a youth-preserving pill after the refining was completed.

As for whether the old witch wanted to repay a favor to Duanmu Lan's master, overall, the cost of Wang Qiye refining this furnace of anti-aging pills was 43 spirit stones.

If they fail, all these spiritual stones will be wasted, and all the hard work of 1350 days and nights will be in vain.

Wang Qiye sighed softly. "It's a pity that Senior Sister Yan has gone down the mountain. If she was willing to stay for another year or two, she would definitely not refuse one of the pills in this furnace." Thinking of Yan Mengwan's departure, Wang Qiye couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"Duanmu Lan finally paid back the money this time. If I hadn't been here, when would she have been able to pay back the money?" Lei Siyu looked at Wang Qiye intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of questioning in her eyes.

Wang Qiye didn't dare to respond, and quickly poured out one of the remaining five pills and handed it to Ruyi. "Ruyi, go to Qingbei Land tomorrow and deliver it to that old witch."

Ruyi reached out and took the porcelain bottle. "Yes, son-in-law."

Wang Qiye then dared to turn his head to Lei Siyu and tentatively asked, "What should we do with the remaining four anti-aging pills? Should we put them in our grocery store?"

Before Lei Siyu could answer, Hu Mingyue chuckled. "Husband, have you forgotten Qinghu Peak? There are many people there who are willing to pay spirit stones just to make a beautiful woman smile."

Wang Qiye slapped his thigh, his eyes lit up. "Yes, how could I forget this?"

"Sister, leave this task to me. I will sell these four pills within three days." Hu Mingyue said confidently.

Wang Qiye and Lei Siyu looked at each other, and there was a little more anticipation in their hearts. "Then I'll have to trouble you to go there."

Hu Mingyue smiled and put the four pills into the storage bag. "This is my sister's job."

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The next day.

Green Fox Peak.

Hu Mingyue arrived at the foot of Qinghu Peak. She raised her head slightly and looked over. The familiar mountain was still standing majestically, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if hiding countless mysterious secrets.

The towering mountain is like a magnificent and mysterious fortress, carrying countless legendary stories and long history of Qinghu Peak.

A complex feeling welled up in Hu Mingyue's heart. This was where she used to live, and it had her unforgettable memories and traces of her growth.

When Hu Mingyue appeared in the square of Qinghu Peak, he instantly caused quite a commotion.

The female disciples who were chatting or practicing in the square all turned their eyes to her, their eyes full of surprise, curiosity and speculation.

Hu Mingyue's confident and calm steps and calm demeanor made them feel an unusual atmosphere. Hu Mingyue's appearance was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples that continued to spread.

Hu Mingyue ignored everyone's gazes and walked straight towards the main hall.

Along the way, she could clearly feel countless eyes following her closely, full of curiosity, speculation and expectation. Her figure seemed particularly firm on the trail of Qinghu Peak, as if she had a clear goal and direction to move forward.

Sure enough, Hu Mingyue had just sat down in the living room, and soon she was surrounded by a group of beautiful ladies. Some of them were cute and lovely, like flowers blooming in spring; some were charming and attractive, just like roses in full bloom; some were cold and noble, like plum blossoms in winter. But at this moment, they all had flattering smiles on their faces and their eyes were full of desire.

"Senior Sister Mingyue, we heard that you were back, so we came to see you." A woman in a pink dress spoke first. Her voice was clear and pleasant, as melodious as the sound of a yellow oriole leaving a valley.

"Yes, Senior Sister Mingyue, you haven't been back for a long time, and we all miss you so much." Another woman in a blue dress quickly echoed, her eyes full of enthusiasm, as if she had a deep friendship with Hu Mingyue.

Hu Mingyue looked at these beautiful ladies who used to ignore her, and she felt an indescribable pleasure in her heart. They used to be disdainful of her, but now they are so attentive for a flash of Lingxi.

Hu Mingyue couldn't help but sigh at the complexity and changeability of human nature.

It seems that she still underestimated Wang Qiye and the value of Lingxi's flash in Qinghu Peak. Which of these women around him is not trying to curry favor with him and climb into Wang Qiye's bed?

Even Hu Qingyue had to lower her attitude, give her 100,000 spirit stones, and say nice things before I agreed to give her a chance, didn't I?

Hu Qingyue, the once extremely proud and blessed daughter of heaven, now lowered her noble head for Lingxi Yishan. Hu Mingyue was secretly proud in her heart, she knew that she was now in control of the initiative, and these female disciples were begging her.

Hu Mingyue twitched her lips and said slowly, "My dear sisters, I came back this time because Wang Qiye refined a furnace of anti-aging pills and entrusted me with four pills to sell on his behalf. I am helpless and the only ones I can rely on are you sisters."

"I want!"

"I want one!"

"Sister Mingyue, please sell them all to me!"

When the beauties heard that it was such a holy medicine, they all scrambled for it, hoping to leave a good impression in front of Hu Mingyue. In a short while, the four anti-aging pills were sold out.

"Are there any more, sister?" A beautiful lady looked disappointed because she didn't get it just now.

The job was done in an instant, and Hu Mingyue was even happier. "Don't worry, sisters. This is the first time he refined it, so he only dared to put in one batch of the Rejuvenation Pill. Ten pills have already been distributed. The next batch will definitely be eight batches of the Rejuvenation Pill. Mingyue will ask the sisters for more by then."

"That's great, it's settled."

"Sister, you must hurry up and get Wang Qiye back. If you wait for three years and seven months, I will be old and ugly."

"I really envy my sister. Wang Qiye is a fifth-level alchemist at such a young age."

"That's right, it's better to marry well than to practice well."

All kinds of flattering words floated into Hu Mingyue's ears, making her feel elated and arrogant unconsciously.

But as she listened, she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Every word of flattery from these proud sisters was related to Wang Qiye, and they just praised themselves in passing. If she left Wang Qiye a hundred years later, would they still treat her like this?

These words sounded harsh to her ears again.

"Wang Qiye is so young, only 28 years old, but he has already reached the seventh level of foundation building. He is truly a genius!"

"Yes, such a young fifth-level alchemist is hard to find even with a lantern, let alone in Lingxi Valley, even in the entire cultivation world."

"I heard from the sisters in Yueyu Tower that they are treated very well. When they were forcibly captured by Hu Qingyue before, they were all very scared. Now Yueyu Tower is making a fortune every day, and their income is 10% higher than those with the highest income in the same industry. When Hu Qingyue came to capture me, why did I say that I was pregnant and had difficulty moving? Now when I think about it, I want to slap myself in the face."

Hu Mingyue's heart was finally touched.

Yes, a second-level cultivator who was looked down upon at the beginning has grown to a level that makes people look at him with admiration in just 9 years. Now, even if he is not a flash of Lingxi and climbs to the Qinghu Peak, just based on the title of a fifth-level alchemist, these people will scramble to climb into his bed.

Although his secondary occupation cannot be copied, he will be able to refine sixth-level elixirs or even seventh-level elixirs sooner or later.

These people seemed to be flattering him, but in fact they were just flattering Wang Qiye. If he left him, these illusions would be shattered and his dream would end.

Hu Mingyue showed bitterness on her face. She thought she was extremely smart, but she only saw through it now.

Lei Siyu had bewitched Wang Qiye through her lust, and Duanmu Lan had a far-reaching plan, dating Wang Qiye for 9 years. If Lei Siyu hadn't disliked her, she would have married him long ago.

And I did nothing during these nine years. If Wang Qiye hadn't found comfort in Duanmu Lan, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been willing to go to his room every month, right?

He might have been attracted by my beauty at first, and he still is now. But how could I, who was born in Qinghu Peak, be so naive? Lei Siyu was just as beautiful as me, but Wang Qiye went to lick Duanmu Lan?

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