The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

"Pregnancy pill? What pregnancy pill?" Cui Yujun's eyes widened.

Xia Tian explained, "I refined it from an incomplete ancient pill formula, but I only tested it on demonic beasts."

She added, "Male."

At first, it was the pigs in the back mountain that suffered, and later it was the unruly man-eating bear demons and ghost apes...

We've tried everything we could, and the success rate is 100%. It's remarkably effective, and even Lin Du praised it.

Cui Yujun exclaimed, "Wow! You really are amazing! I thought Lin Du was already incredibly talented, but I never imagined you, Sister Tianwu, were even more incredible! You've even managed to refine such a rare pill!"

Summer remained silent, her eyes flickering slightly, like a snowflake gently landing on a branch.

That was a few years ago. I found a fragmented pill formula in an ancient book and used it to complete the alchemy process. The ancient races were in chaos, and the pill formulas that were passed down were also in complete disarray.

She painstakingly completed the pill formula and meticulously refined it with a strange fire. In the end, the furnace still exploded. All the medicinal materials were top-quality, and she couldn't bear to just throw them away like that.

Following Jiang Liang's habit, she would throw the discarded pills into the back garden to feed the pigs, so as not to waste them.

Who knew that the boar would get pregnant, and Mo Lin, who fed the boar every day, discovered it and asked about it in front of a group of children who had just entered the sect.

Xia Tianwu has been introverted since childhood. He took a master who was even more taciturn, and he could not speak more than ten words a day on Tianrui Peak.

From a young age, Xia Tianwu was known as the most worry-free child in the family.

Once inside the sect, she remained the most worry-free one. She was talented, quick to learn and comprehend, and knew how to take good care of herself, never causing her elders any trouble.

Many times, when Xia Tianwu encountered problems in alchemy, he would figure them out on his own. If he couldn't do it well, even though his master had taught him everything he needed to, it was his own problem.

The strange fire is a great opportunity that everyone envies. Although the people of the Supreme Sect carefully kept it a secret, Xia Tianwu also knew that he was incredibly lucky.

However, this kind of luck caused the person who was originally successful in alchemy to fall into a period of bad luck that lasted for more than ten years.

Everything has to start all over again, like a clumsy yet destructive beast.

This was completely unexpected for a child who had always been easy on adults, to the point that he was filled with fear and anxiety every time he tried to refine pills.

The more you worry, the worse you do; it seems like a dead end.

She possessed a talent that the world envied, yet she struggled to make any progress and was instead swept away by the tide, her fortunes declining day by day.

After Mo Lin finished speaking, Lin Du, standing beside him, smiled and said, "Isn't that the Pregnancy Pill?"

It was just a single sentence, yet it became the only new pill formula that Xia Tianwu created after obtaining the strange fire.

From that day on, the long, frozen river finally began to bloom with the fragrance of plum blossoms.

People say that the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, but Lin Du says that plum blossoms are always fragrant, regardless of the cold.

It's just that because of the cold weather, the fragrance will develop a little slower and be more subtle.

In her opinion, it's not that the tree is bad if the flowers don't bloom; it's that people should come and fertilize, plow, and water it.

Seeing that Xia Tianwu was lost in thought, Cui Yujun couldn't help but reach out and shake him.

Xia Tianwu smiled. She rarely smiled, but at this moment she was like a night-blooming cereus blooming at dawn, pure and holy, captivating the soul.

"Probably no one would dislike Lin Du."

No one would fail to admire Lin Du.

This statement seemed nonsensical, but Cui Yujun expressed her agreement.

Of course, no one can be liked by everyone; even spirit stones have their dislikes.

For example, right now, there's someone in the sect who doesn't like Lin Du.

Xia Tianwu then began to discuss her poison with Cui Yujun, saying, "The cold poison is difficult to cure. Your meridians, origin, and dantian are all damaged, and you cannot withstand strong medicine. However, the cold poison must be cleared with strong medicine."

What do you think?

She added, "I've already told your junior colleague about this. Usually, we inform the patient's family first, and then decide whether or not to tell you, depending on the circumstances."

"But I feel like you know it very well in your heart."

Cui Yujun's eyes, which had been shining brightly ever since she met Lin Du and Xia Tianwu, suddenly shattered. Even though she was smiling, her eyes were empty.

She thought about it seriously for a moment, then whispered, "Actually, I don't want him to know."

With Lin Du's involvement, the plot is like a wild horse pulling a carriage with square wheels floating on water.

Actually, she didn't care whether the storyline followed or not.

Summer was somewhat surprised. "I thought..."

"You endured the heavenly tribulation to save him. A few years ago, he knelt on our peak for an entire day to beg for medicine for you. Now, he spends all his earnings paying off his debts. I thought you two... at least had a life-or-death bond."

"I didn't expect this... But your intentions are the most important. No matter what outsiders do, you are the one who makes your own decisions. I apologize to you."

I felt very guilty in the summer.

Cui Yujun couldn't bear to see her sweet daughter make that face. "There's no need to feel so guilty. I don't care! Whatever you do is right!"

She doesn't care if she's labeled as someone who fell in love with the same woman as that scoundrel of a man, since he's about to leave!

Xia Tian expressed great concern about Cui Yujun's mental state.

The cold poison didn't get into my brain, so why does something still feel off?

Little did they know that Cui Yujun wasn't the only one acting strangely.

The next morning, Xia Tianwu was blocked on the road.

It's Wu Xi.

He rarely changed out of his disciple's robes, probably because he was injured by the black snake yesterday and had to change into an exceptionally simple robe with even the cuffs being a bit short. Although he was tall and handsome, his eyes were dark and he looked tired.

"May I ask, fellow Daoist, what is the antidote for this cold poison?"

Xia Tian, ​​without hearing this, raised an eyebrow slightly. "I think I made myself very clear last night. What is the meaning of this, Fellow Daoist Wu?"

Given Cui Yujun's physical condition, it was actually a dead end.

Wu Xi seemed somewhat reluctant to speak, and a struggle flashed across her face.

"Last night I went down the mountain to ask for lodging and by chance overheard a secret method."

Xia Tianwu slightly raised his eyes. Could a martial artist who only knows how to fight really understand medicine? He didn't believe it.

Her master had seen far too many strange and mysterious methods. Too many people had taken those rumored methods as a lifeline, only to die from them.

"Yes... I've heard that the purest essence of fire can cure cold poison."

Xia Tian frowned slightly. "Fellow Daoist Wu, from which book do these secret techniques originate? Is there any evidence to support them?"

Never heard of it, never heard of it at all. Jiang Liang was about to curse when he heard it.

"It is...it is a fragment of an ancient book that I obtained by chance at the night market."

Wu Xi was about to retrieve the items when she spoke.

The two stood at the foot of the green hills. It was April, and the flowers were still in full bloom, especially the peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms and lush greenery were vibrant. The tall young man seemed somewhat hurried and nervous, his back bent and his breath weak. The woman wore a long dress with a gradient of mountain and water colors, her eyes lowered, and her usually aloof profile surprisingly had a unique warmth in the dappled sunlight.

Mo Lin had just arrived at the foot of the dining hall with his sword and staff when he saw this scene. Wu Xi was holding a thin piece of paper in her hand, which looked strangely like a love letter, and Xia Tianwu was about to take it.

He paused for a moment, then vaguely heard a sentence: "Excuse my boldness, but I have long heard that Fellow Daoist Xia is devoted to the Dao of Alchemy and his alchemy skills are superb. May I presume to ask a question...?"

The more Mo Lin listened, the more uneasy he felt. He landed directly between the two of them, like a sword carrying a murderous aura, blocking Xia Tianwu's path like an iron tower.

As Wu Xi looked up, a man's face was right in front of her, extremely close.

The man's brows furrowed slightly, his gaze deep and intense, scrutinizing her with a menacing intensity. "You brat, what kind of inappropriate thing are you planning to do to my junior sister?"

How dare they act so recklessly on their own territory, the territory of the Supreme Sect?!