The alluring Mu Wanqing

On the other side, Lin Yuan left the Pill Treasure Pavilion, turned into a quiet, deserted alley, and the bones throughout his body emitted a series of fine crackling sounds.

His stature grew slightly taller, and his facial contours changed accordingly, transforming him from an ancient elder into an ordinary-looking, steady-tempered middle-aged man.

Only after completing all this did he release the Azure Feather Boat he had just acquired, turning into a barely perceptible streak of light, flying straight toward the Peak Masters Residence on Hundred Herbs Peak.

Inside the elegant secret chamber of the Peak Masters Residence.

Sandalwood incense curled upward, refreshing the heart and mind.

Mu Wanqing still maintained her lazy and charming appearance, wearing a tight, dark red cheongsam that perfectly outlined her mature and voluptuous curves.

The slit of the cheongsam was extremely high, extending all the way to her upper thigh, and with her casual sitting posture, a pair of long, rounded jade legs were faintly visible, her skin gleaming with an ivory luster under the dim yellow light.

Her red lips were like fire, and as her eyes moved, her seductive gaze was like silk.

Even though Lin Yuan's Heart-Nature was stable, his gaze involuntarily lingered on her for an extra moment.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, long time no see. What good things do you have to sell to this servant this time?"

Mu Wanqing's voice carried a hint of coquettish complaint, seemingly equipped with hooks that could easily snatch away a man's soul.

Lin Yuan didn't waste words; he directly took out a heavy jade box and gently placed it on the mahogany table in front of him.

"Clack."

The crisp sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet secret chamber.

Mu Wanqing's slender fingers rested on the jade box, slowly opening it.

The moment the lid opened, a medicinal fragrance so dense it almost materialized suddenly burst forth.

The lazy smile on her face instantly froze, and her pair of alluring peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, her pupils filled with unbelievable shock.

Inside the jade box, Medicinal Pills were neatly stacked, almost dazzling her eyes.

The Medicinal Pills on the top layer were perfectly round and full, and several mysterious pill pattern were faintly visible on their surfaces!

This was a symbol that the quality of the Medicinal Pill had reached its peak!

top-grade ning yuan dan!

To successfully refine a top-grade ning yuan dan, one would need to be at least a Sixth-Grade Alchemist, and it would require the right timing, location, and circumstances

—only by seizing a fortunate Opportunity would it be possible to succeed with one or two pills.

But right now... she carefully extended her Divine Sense into the box and counted precisely.

Forty-two top-grade ning yuan dan.

Ninety High Grade pills.

One hundred and twenty Medium Grade pills.

Mu Wanqing's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

This quantity had already far exceeded the scope of "fortunate coincidence."

This clearly indicated one thing.

Fellow Daoist Sun before her, or rather the mysterious Alchemist behind him, was capable of stably refining top-grade ning yuan dan in bulk!

As far as she knew, Hundred Herbs Peak publicly had two Seventh-Grade Alchemists, but secretly, there was indeed a hidden Sixth-Grade Alchemist.

However, that Senior was advanced in age, their Lifespan nearly exhausted, their vitality depleted, and their body long since decayed. In recent years, their pill production had greatly decreased, and they rarely took action anymore.

Only when refining certain urgently needed specialized Medicinal Pills would they invite this old Alchemist to act.

"Oh my, this servant was truly shortsighted."

Mu Wanqing recovered her senses, the shock on her face transforming into an even more intense seductive smile, and the look in her eyes toward Lin Yuan now held a few traces of genuine awe and fervor.

"I never expected Fellow Daoist Sun to have such a profound and hidden Great Master of the Dao of Alchemy behind him! My apologies for my disrespect!"

Lin Yuan waved his hand with a tranquil expression.

"Calculate the price."

"Easily done, easily done."

Mu Wanqing dared not be negligent and immediately began calculating.

"Medium Grade condensing yuan pills are forty Spirit Stones each; for the High Grade pills, this servant will calculate one hundred Spirit Stones each; as for these supreme grade pills..."

She paused, watching Lin Yuan with a flirtatious, smiling gaze.

"We will purchase them at two hundred Spirit Stones per pill, totaling twenty-two thousand two hundred Spirit Stones!"

Although Lin Yuan had prepared himself mentally, his breathing still imperceptibly stopped for a moment when he heard the number.

Over twenty thousand Spirit Stones! This huge sum was enough to make a Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage envious, let alone a Qi Refining Cultivator.

"Stay calm. I am a Sixth-Grade Alchemist; I cannot show weakness."

Lin Yuan admonished himself internally, yet his face maintained its calm, unruffled appearance. He nodded lightly, signifying his acceptance of the price.

Mu Wanqing put away the Medicinal Pills and handed over a Storage Pouch filled with Spirit Stones.

Lin Yuan took it, swept it with his Divine Sense, and after confirming everything was correct, he did not leave immediately.

"I plan to go to the Demon Falling Valley and wish to purchase some defensive items. Does Fellow Daoist Mu have any good recommendations?"

Hearing the three words "Demon Falling Valley," Mu Wanqing's willow eyebrows slightly furrowed.

She scrutinized Lin Yuan again, her seductive eyes moving as she spoke softly:

"The Demon Falling Valley is extremely perilous, and countless Cultivators perish within it every time. Since you have a Great Master of the Dao of Alchemy behind you, why risk going yourself?"

"As long as Fellow Daoist is willing to cooperate with my Peak Masters Residence long-term, whatever you desire, this servant can find a way to procure it for you."

In Mu Wanqing's view, the value of a Sixth-Grade Alchemist who could stably produce top-grade pills was immeasurable.

If the agent of this Great Master were to perish in the Demon Falling Valley, the loss would be enormous.

Lin Yuan raised his eyelids, his voice calm.

"Oh? I want foundation establishment pills of High Grade, or even supreme grade quality

—can you procure those too?"

The seductive smile on Mu Wanqing's face instantly stiffened, revealing a hint of helplessness.

"That... Fellow Daoist must be joking."

Although the foundation establishment pill's grade is not considered extremely high—an Eighth-Grade Alchemist can refine it.

However, its main ingredients are too rare, and the pill formation rate is extremely low.

Even if a Sixth-Grade Alchemist personally takes action, refining a High Grade pill depends on luck, let alone a supreme grade one.

Most critically, those three main ingredients have almost vanished from the outside world.

"If Fellow Daoist Sun is truly after the three main ingredients for the foundation establishment pill, this servant has two methods that might allow you to achieve your goal without personally entering the Demon Falling Valley."

"Oh?"

A hint of interest finally appeared in Lin Yuan's eyes.

If there truly was a safe method, he naturally wouldn't want to risk entering that dreadful place.

"Every thirty years in the Demon Falling Valley, the internal Energy Tide reaches a trough, and the poisonous miasma covering the valley entrance also weakens somewhat. This period is the best time to enter the valley and gather Spirit Medicine."

"At that time, the Six Kingdoms of the Eastern Domain, including both Sect Cultivators and Loose Cultivator Families, will flock there, like a grand hunt."

"The first method is to purchase them outside the valley."

Mu Wanqing explained:

"Many Loose Cultivators or disciples from small Families, after luckily gathering Spirit Medicine in the valley, choose to sell it on the spot in exchange for Spirit Stones or life-saving Medicinal Pills and Magical Artifacts."

"If this servant remembers correctly, the price for the three main ingredients

—dragon blood vine, netherworld grass, and purple firmament ape heart flower

—fluctuates between three thousand and ten thousand Spirit Stones per stalk, depending on their age and quality."

Lin Yuan's expression was calm.

"Setting up a stall to purchase items in such a chaotic place filled with all sorts of people probably isn't easy, is it?"

"Fellow Daoist is an astute person."

Mu Wanqing nodded approvingly.

"In the Cultivation World, the strong prey on the weak. At that time, the major Sects of the Six Kingdoms of the Eastern Domain will personally enter the fray, dispatching experts to set up purchasing points. Competing with them for business is akin to snatching food from a tiger's mouth."

Speaking up to this point, she changed her tone, a trace of pride appearing on her face.

"However, it just so happens that one of our Yin Corpse Sect's purchasing points this year is being managed by My Father. The three types of Spirit Medicine Fellow Daoist wants... it's not impossible to spare some."

She didn't state it definitively, but the implication was already extremely clear.

"Then what do I need to pay?" Lin Yuan asked.

"Fellow Daoist, don't rush. It's not too late to decide after hearing this servant finish explaining the second method." Mu Wanqing winked and continued, "The Sect acquires a massive amount of Spirit Medicine, which naturally needs to be refined into pills. My Yin Corpse Sect has many Alchemists, but the number of Seventh-Grade Alchemists and above is insufficient."

"If the Great Master behind Fellow Daoist is willing to take action, this servant can introduce you. After the matter is concluded, the Alchemist can take ten percent of the refined Medicinal Pills as remuneration!"

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and alarm bells instantly went off in his heart.

Expose his identity as an Alchemist? And within a Demonic Path Sect like the Yin Corpse Sect? Before having sufficient strength to protect himself, this was tantamount to walking straight into a trap.

He had no doubt that once exposed, his fate would be imprisonment, becoming a tool refining pills day and night until the last shred of his value was squeezed out.

As for the ten percent remuneration, that was a joke; it would be good enough if he could keep his life.

His thoughts raced, and he then spoke, his tone carrying a hint of probing: "The second method sounds good, but that Great Master has a strange temperament and dislikes meeting people. However, the first method... what price would I need to pay to purchase through Peak Master Mu?"

Hearing that Lin Yuan had directly eliminated the riskiest option, a flicker of undetectable pity flashed in Mu Wanqing's eyes, but the smile on her face grew wider: "Fellow Daoist is a straightforward person. I can transfer the goods to you at the Sect's acquisition price, but... the quantity of main ingredients acquired will depend on this year's harvest. If the total amount is too small, I'm afraid..."

Lin Yuan nodded, having already formed a plan in his mind: "I understand."