I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

After robbing Danfeng, Ye Qiao returned with almost a full load of pills, which made Danfeng's peak master suffer. He watched helplessly as this little girl and her third senior brother jumped around and took away almost a tenth of the expensive pills.

The worst part is that this brat is a real opportunist; he even stole a lot of the spiritual plants from his medicinal fields when he passed by.

The peak master of Danfeng was heartbroken and wished he could kick these two disciples out with a single blow.

Fortunately, I managed to hold back in the end.

He desperately tried to convince himself: his own direct disciple, the future hope of the Changming Sect, he couldn't kick him, he couldn't kick him...

Xue Yu stayed with her until evening, and even took his junior sister to her courtyard. For some reason, as soon as he stepped into his junior sister's courtyard, he felt that the spiritual energy was a bit too strong.

Xue Yu looked around at the furnishings. Since he wasn't a talisman cultivator, he didn't know exactly why this was the case. As a senior brother, he reminded her, "Junior sister, the spiritual energy here is much denser than in other places."

If I had to say, its spiritual energy is not much different from that in the forbidden area.

Xue Yu could only attribute it to his junior sister's good fortune in being assigned to a courtyard with abundant spiritual energy. He earnestly advised her, "With such a favorable place to live, junior sister should cultivate even more diligently. There are only a little over half a year left until the sect competition."

Ye Qiao nodded thoughtfully: "You're right."

Xue Yu's relief lasted less than three seconds before he saw his dear junior sister say with a serious expression, "But the great philosopher said that you should go to bed on time at ten o'clock, otherwise it's bad for your health."

Then she lay peacefully on the bed, folding her hands together: "Goodnight, Third Senior Brother."

Three question marks appeared above Xue Yu's head: Who is the philosopher?

Wait, he's asleep already?

After a long while, looking at Ye Qiao, whose eyes were closed and who seemed to have passed away peacefully, he revealed a smile through gritted teeth: "Goodnight, Junior Sister."

*

The next morning, when Ye Qiao went to the cafeteria for breakfast, she happened to run into several junior disciples from Danfeng.

The two men sat opposite her, chatting idly.

"I just finished refining two pills. Why don't we go down the mountain today and sell them secretly?"

Another junior brother readily agreed: "Great! Two of them should earn us two hundred mid-grade spirit stones, then we won't have to eat steamed buns anymore."

Whether it's the outer or inner sect canteen of Changming Sect, every meal consists of steamed buns, which is unbearable for anyone.

Ye Qiao's heart skipped a beat. "Are all alchemists this wealthy?"

The Changming Sect rules forbid disciples from privately reselling talismans and pills, but there are always loopholes. No one is watching you every day, and the elders usually turn a blind eye.

Ye Qiao thought of the spoils she had plundered yesterday, no wonder the Danfeng Peak Master was so distressed.

Neither of the two inner disciples recognized her. Seeing the mysterious sword at her waist, they assumed she was a sword cultivator from one of the inner sects.

"Yes, theoretically speaking, only you sword cultivators are poor. We alchemists can sell a bottle of mid-grade spirit-restoring pills for three hundred high-grade spirit stones."

The man said somewhat embarrassedly, "However, our cultivation level is currently too low to refine the Rejuvenation Pill. It seems that only Senior Brother Xue in our sect can refine it."

Ye Qiao, the poor swordsman, felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

But she is not the same person she was at the beginning. She now has quite a few pills, and she has collected a lot of high-grade spiritual herbs.

However, the pills from Danfeng definitely cannot be sold, since they are all rare items. Even if they were to be sold, they would have to be the ones they refined themselves.

Ye Qiao had a sudden inspiration to try out the ancient elixir recipe she had written down yesterday.

It seems that all orthodox alchemy practitioners need to use an alchemy furnace, so Ye Qiao sincerely inquired about the price of alchemy furnaces from the two alchemists.

Upon learning that a slightly better alchemy furnace cost 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, she wore an expression like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

excuse me.

After finishing her meal, Ye Qiao decided to fend for herself. She went to the cafeteria lady and asked for a large iron pot. After all, what can't she use to practice? A big pot is still a pot!

Human beings should not discriminate against species.

It's not because she's poor.

……

Back in the courtyard, she prepared a large pot and eagerly drew a fire-controlling talisman. All alchemists have fire spiritual roots and come with their own spiritual fire, but the original owner had a lightning spiritual root, which is quite rare in the cultivation world. For the time being, no one has figured out the specific use of lightning spiritual roots, so they are classified as useless spiritual roots.

Ye Qiao was a half-baked cultivator, so naturally she didn't understand either; all she could think about now was how to make money.

As the flames rose, she tossed the spiritual plants she had plundered from Danfeng into the air.

Then, following the old man's movements in the incomplete scroll, he changed his fingers and used his divine sense to crush and refine the spiritual plants, ultimately achieving perfection and blending them to create the pill seal.

Nine pill imprints circled around her. Ye Qiao withdrew her divine sense, merging and shaping them. In the final step of blending the fragrance, she pondered for a moment.

I chose my favorite snail rice noodle flavor.

However, when the pot was opened, what should have been nine pills had turned into a large, yellow blob of pills, for some unknown reason.

Ye Qiao had seen the pills refined by her third senior brother; each one was round and smooth, white and full.

This is me...

It looks like they're overnourished.

Could it be that because it was processed in the big cauldron, it simply grew however it wanted? She looked thoughtfully at the misshapen pills in the cauldron, somewhat worried about whether they could be sold with such an appearance.

"You can't be too competitive," Ye Qiao muttered to herself, consoling herself with that thought. "At least this is edible... right?"

She used to be a kitchen disaster in the modern world, but now she mastered it in one go. Ye Qiao couldn't help but give herself a thumbs up.

She's simply a genius.

Ye Qiao refined a pill by following the method learned from the founder of the Changming Sect in the incomplete scroll. It was called the Spirit Tempering Pill, which was said to be able to temper spiritual energy. It is known that the purer the spiritual energy, the more beneficial it is for breaking through realms. However, to maintain the absolute purity of spiritual energy, one must cultivate and refine it repeatedly. This kind of pill can save a lot of time, without having to spend a lot of effort tempering spiritual energy.

This is a godsend for players who want to tank.

Ye Qiao couldn't wait to rush out and try to find someone.

Her first target was Xue Yu.

Of the four senior brothers, Xue Yu had the best temper. After hearing that he was refining pills in the pill refining class, Ye Qiao couldn't wait to go find him.

At this time, Xue Yu was instructing several of his inner disciples on how to refine pills better and avoid the possibility of failure.

He said, "The most important thing to maintain when refining elixirs is to be calm and peaceful."

"During the game, there will be people who maliciously interfere and try to mess with your mentality. At this time, what we should do is ignore them."

"Like this," Xue Yu said, demonstrating for them with fluid and methodical movements.

Several of his fellow disciples, chins in hand with admiration, exclaimed, "Third Senior Brother is so amazing!"

"As expected of a direct disciple!"

When Ye Qiao rushed in, Xue Yu was refining pills. She gave her senior brother a sweet smile and said, "Senior brother! I brought you something nice."

She reached out and took out the pills she had refined from her mustard seed bag.

The rich aroma of snail rice noodles quickly spread, and Xue Yu paused slightly while refining pills. He ignored her and continued to concentrate on his work.

Seeing this, Ye Qiao didn't disturb him. Holding her large pill, she watched him refine it with some boredom.

He discovered that Xue Yu's method was quite different from his own.

Moreover, only three pill seals were created.

Before Ye Qiao could even wonder why the two had different numbers of pill imprints, she heard a vomiting sound.

"Ugh..." Xue Yu covered his mouth, unable to maintain his calm demeanor any longer. He opened his mouth tremblingly, "Little Master...yue..."

"Take that lump of pills further away."

He rarely uses the word "lump" to describe the elixir unless it really does resemble it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the alchemy furnace began to boil, and the next second it exploded with a spectacular "boom".

This was the first time in all his years of alchemy that Xue Yu's furnace had exploded from the smoke. He slowly exhaled a puff of black smoke, "Junior Sister..."

You're so cruel...

Ye Qiao felt sorry for his plight for three seconds, then lovingly patted his spiky hair down. She then held out a large clump of pills to him and began to ramble on, "Senior brother, do you want to try some? If it's not bad, I think it should be quite delicious."

Xue Yu quietly raised one finger to show his praise for her.

Then he continued to exhale black smoke, hehe...

"I won't eat it." He silently shed tears. "You eat it, Junior Sister."

Thanks for the invitation. I'm in good spirits, but I'm currently at Changming Sect and have been driven crazy by my junior sister.

"How dare you, Ye Qiao!" Elder Zhao, who had rushed over after hearing the commotion, was startled by the stench. His pupils dilated, and he covered his nose, shouting righteously, "How dare you cook excrement in class!"

He never really liked disciples like Ye Qiao who didn't do their jobs properly, hahaha, now he's finally caught him!

Ye Qiao: "..."

"Elder, you don't have to love me, but please don't hurt me." She silently hugged her pills. After all, they were the first ones she had ever made. How could she use such uncivilized words to describe them?

Elder Zhao, overwhelmed by the stench of the snail rice noodles, covered his mouth and nose and said succinctly, "Get out."

Before leaving, Ye Qiao broke open a large pile of spirit pills and gave half to Xue Yu: "Third Senior Brother, remember to finish them and give me feedback later."

"goodbye."

She ran away without looking back.

Xue Yu looked at the pill in his hand, then put on the mask of pain.

He pinched his nose, gritted his teeth, tore off a small piece, took a bite, and turned his head to say "Yue!"

"Junior brother, come here." Xue Yu took a deep breath, beckoned to Mu Chongxi who had just stepped into the classroom, and gave her a kind smile: "Come on. Junior sister has made a few pills, I'll share some with you."

There's a saying that goes, "It's better to suffer together than to suffer alone."

Mu Chongxi: "Really?"

"Junior Sister can also refine pills?" He thought the other person was joking. Wasn't this junior sister supposed to cultivate both talismans and swords?

They can even do alchemy now?

Mu Chongxi didn't think she knew how to refine pills, and assumed she was just playing around, so she took a bite of the pill Xue Yu handed her without any suspicion.

One minute later.

He silently bent down: "Yue." What's that smell?!

*

Meanwhile, Ye Qiao rushed off to find Ming Xuan, calling out, "Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, the community is sending out warmth!"

Mingxuan was studying how to draw explosive talismans when suddenly a yellow blob filled his vision. He was startled and exclaimed, "What is this thing?"

Ye Qiao: "The elixir."

Upon hearing that it was a medicinal pill, and smelling it, Mingxuan's first reaction was: "Does Xue Yu hate me that much? He developed this kind of biological weapon to poison me."

Good, he knew that Xue Yu, that bitch, had ill intentions!

Ye Qiao was silent for a few seconds: "I refined it."

Mingxuan was embarrassed for a moment, then tried to salvage the situation: "Oh. Is that so... Haha, I knew that good-for-nothing Xue Yu couldn't possibly refine such a large pill." It wasn't just Xue Yu; no pill cultivator could refine such a large pill.

Was she trying to kill someone with this thing?

After making amends, Mingxuan had no choice but to eat it under his junior sister's intense gaze.

A moment later, the three of them collectively said, "...yue."