A wasted cultivation cultivator, whose senior sister comes to his door asking for pills at the start

The shattered flying swords, now radiating golden light, began to piece together at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, with a flash of white light, the shattered cyan flying sword lay on the bed as if it had just come from the factory.

The ancient blue-green sword exuded an extraordinary and sharp aura.

"It's done!"

Ye Yun's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked it up. A Xuan-rank flying sword! This was a treasure he had never even dared to dream of before!

So much so that Ye Yun couldn't wait to recognize it as his master.

He immediately cut his finger and stained the sword with his blood. The flying sword quickly absorbed the blood and emitted a blue light!

In this way, the Azure Sky Sword officially belonged to him!

"I wonder how powerful this Xuan-rank magic weapon is..."

Unable to contain his desire, Ye Yun secretly left the abandoned alchemy room and found a secluded grove in the sacred land.

After looking around to make sure no one was watching, Ye Yun took out the Azure Sky Sword and gazed at a large tree in front of him that would require two or three people to encircle.

As Ye Yun channeled his profound energy into the sword, azure sword light burst forth from the Azure Sky Sword.

"Open it!"

A glint flashed in Ye Yun's eyes, and he slashed out with his Azure Sky Sword, drawing a beautiful azure sword light in front of him.

A moment later, a loud rumble came from the forest, and all the birds and beasts scattered.

As the smoke cleared, Ye Yun stared wide-eyed at the sight of the fallen, thick tree and the neat cuts on its trunk.

"Wow, as expected of a Xuan-rank magic weapon, its sharpness is truly outrageous!"

Even an ordinary mortal-grade magic weapon might not be able to be cut in half with a single sword strike, let alone sliced ​​open so easily.

Looking at the Azure Sky Sword in his hand, Ye Yun's eyes were filled with ecstasy.

"Next, we should find a sword control technique."

Even though it's used as a hand sword, it's already quite good.

However, as a flying sword magic weapon, the Azure Sky Sword ultimately needs to be controlled by sword-wielding techniques to unleash its maximum power.

However, you'll have to try your luck at the market; maybe a disciple will be selling it.

In a blink of an eye, two days passed.

Today is the day I made an appointment with someone, and I should go to Yunlan Market to see that injured inner sect senior sister.

Before setting off, he specifically sought out a batch of discarded Sacred Fire Pills in the discarded pill room.

As a fourth-grade elixir with extremely limited versatility, even the Sacred Fire Pill has very few defective pills, which shows how difficult it is to find a finished product.

With the discarded Sacred Fire Pill in hand, Ye Yun headed directly to Yunlan Market and found the shop where they had made their agreement last time.

Upon seeing Ye Yun appear, Lingyan's eyes lit up and she exclaimed.

"You've finally arrived! I thought you'd run away!"

"What's the rush? We're here now."

Ye Yun looked around and asked, "Where is that inner sect senior sister you mentioned?"

Lingyan didn't waste any words and waved to him.

"Come with me, my senior sister is recuperating at her residence."

Ye Yun nodded and followed her out of Yunlan Market, heading straight for a remote mountain peak in the Holy Land.

What comes into view are a few courtyards scattered throughout the mountain peaks.

"That's where my senior sister lives."

Lingyan pointed to a building on the side. According to the rules of the Ancient Holy Land, outer disciples need to share a room with others, while inner disciples enjoy their own courtyards.

It is said that those who reach the level of a true disciple will be able to own an entire mountain as their residence and place of cultivation.

After the two arrived at one of the courtyards, Lingyan knocked on the door.

"Senior sister, I've brought the person."

A moment later, a clear, cold female voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Upon hearing the voice, Ye Yun paused for a moment, wondering why it sounded so familiar.

Just as he was pondering, Lingyan pushed open the door, glanced at him, and said.

"What are you standing there for? Come in."

"Um……"

Ye Yun came to her senses and thought that it was probably just her imagination.

So he followed Lingyan into the courtyard and into one of the wooden houses.

This seems to be the boudoir of that inner sect senior sister, furnished with a bed and dressing table, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

On the futon above the ground, a female cultivator dressed in white was sitting cross-legged with her back to them.

A faint chill emanated from her, seemingly caused by the cold poison within her body.

Lingyan stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Senior sister, this is the alchemist I mentioned earlier."

At this moment, the female cultivator in white stood up.

Ye Yun smiled faintly at him.

"Hello there."

Then the female cultivator in white turned around and instinctively replied.

"Um, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, the white-robed female cultivator froze, her beautiful eyes visibly widening.

Almost simultaneously, she and Ye Yun exclaimed in surprise.

"It's you?!"

Clearly, neither of them had forgotten the other.

The white-robed female cultivator's eyes immediately turned cold, and Ye Yun opposite her also twitched his lips slightly, feeling extremely frustrated.

"No way, you can actually run into this?"

With hundreds of thousands of disciples in the Ancient Holy Land, the probability of this happening is simply outrageous.

The white-clad female cultivator before him was none other than Xue Lan, the inner disciple who had aroused his vigilance, and the woman who had threatened him earlier.

At the same time, Xue Lan did not expect that the alchemist she regarded as her last hope was actually Ye Yun, with whom she had recently had a falling out.

The key point is that this guy is clearly a menial disciple, and at most an outer disciple now, so how could he be an alchemist?

Lingyan, who was standing to the side and didn't understand what was going on, scratched her head when she saw their actions.

"Um, you two know each other?"

Xue Lan smiled coldly at Ye Yun.

"We know each other, we know each other very well."

Feeling her overwhelming hostility, Ye Yun felt helpless and wondered how to explain things.

At the same time, the Creation Furnace also issued a notification.

[Fortune Points detected on Xue Lan. Please find a way to obtain them!]

Ye Yun's lips twitched slightly. This might be a bit difficult...

Just then, Xue Lan glanced at Ling Yan.

"You may leave now. I need to have a proper private talk with this 'alchemist'."

She emphasized the words "alchemist," clearly referring to Ye Yun.

Lingyan didn't understand what was happening and felt that the relationship between the two was a bit subtle. After hearing Xuelan's words, she could only bow in response.

"You two chat first, I'll wait outside."

After Lingyan left the room and closed the door, the room fell into silence.

Finally, Xue Lan broke the silence, looking at Ye Yun and speaking coldly.

"Speak! What is your purpose in impersonating an alchemist when you, a menial disciple, are you?!"

Since things had come to this point, Ye Yun decided to go all out.

He remained calm and met his gaze.

"I am not impersonating anyone; I am indeed an alchemist."

This answer was somewhat unexpected for Xue Lan, who frowned and asked.

"If you were truly an alchemist, why would you be a menial disciple?"

Ye Yun shrugged and said, "Who said that a menial disciple can't be an alchemist?"

"..."

Xue Lan fell silent for a moment. Indeed, there were some exceptionally talented individuals among the menial disciples.

Some people with eccentric personalities even prefer to keep a low profile and enjoy the feeling of playing dumb to outsmart others.

After a while, Xue Lan took a deep breath and then asked.

"Fine, even if you really are an alchemist, can you refine the Sacred Fire Pill?"

"Nonsense, would I come here just to make a fool of myself?"

"That's true..."

The reactions just now show that neither side knew in advance that it was the other.

Ultimately, it was just a normal transaction; they just happened to run into each other by chance.

Xue Lan's expression softened considerably as she looked at Ye Yun and asked.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

She never believed in free lunches; if the other party had taken the initiative to contact her, they must have some need.

"It's very simple. Serve me once, and I'll refine the Sacred Fire Pill for you afterwards."