Blood Crystal, it's time to settle this score.

Mu Wanqing swayed her waist as she left Lin Yuan's room.

The corridor was dim, yet her footsteps felt somewhat light.

"Pill Guide..."

"Dual Cultivation..."

"Guaranteed success..."

That man's plain words, however, were like demonic sounds piercing her ears, echoing in her mind over and over.

That was a guaranteed success!

She could not refuse this temptation at all.

"Hum—"

A low rumble came from the senluo bone boat beneath her feet, and the massive hull began to slowly accelerate, breaking through the Yin Qi in the predetermined direction.

The journey to the Demon Falling Valley had officially begun.

Mu Wanqing took a deep breath of the icy air, forcibly suppressing the thousands of distracting thoughts in her mind.

She was a demoness of the Yin Corpse Sect, not some sentimental little girl.

Since she had desires, she had to be prepared to pay the price.

She straightened her back, and the trace of confusion and shyness on her Face was covered by an invisible layer of ice, replaced by her usual shrewdness and charm.

She moved with lotus steps, walking out of the dim cabin and onto the spacious deck of the bone boat.

A dozen massive senluo bone boats were connected in a line, traveling under the dim horizon, like a fleet from the underworld, with an astonishing Aura.

On the deck, nearly a thousand Yin Corpse Sect Disciples had gathered; some were wiping their Magical Artifacts, others were closing their eyes to regulate their breathing, and everyone's Face carried anticipation, greed, and solemnity regarding the Demon Falling Valley.

Mu Wanqing moved, gracefully landing on a protruding bone at the highest point of the bone boat.

The strong wind blew her dark green dress, making it rustle loudly, instantly making her the focus of the entire scene.

"Fellow sect members!"

Her voice was crisp and melodious, carrying a hint of just the right amount of charm.

"This trip to the Demon Falling Valley is full of dangers everywhere. I wonder if everyone has prepared their anti-miasma pills?"

"If you haven't prepared enough, or feel that you don't have enough, you can come and take a look at mine."

As she spoke, she flipped her wrist, and several crystal-clear Jade Bottles appeared in her palm.

"I not only have Medium Grade and High Grade anti-miasma pills here, but also... supreme grade ones."

"supreme grade!"

A burst of exclamation erupted from the crowd, and countless burning gazes were cast upon the Jade Bottles in her hand.

The Demon Falling Valley has an energy tide every thirty years, causing the poisonous miasma in the edge areas to temporarily dissipate, and one can enter it to search for treasures by taking anti-miasma pills.

Low Grade anti-miasma pills can only penetrate twenty miles, while High Grade can reach fifty miles.

And to penetrate a hundred miles, one must have supreme grade anti-miasma pills!

The deeper the area, the greater the chance of obtaining high-level spiritual materials!

One Medicinal Pill can support you for two days and two nights.

These two days and two nights might just change a Cultivator's destiny!

However, supreme grade anti-miasma pills are extremely difficult to refine, rare in quantity, and have limited purchasing channels.

A burly Disciple shouted at the top of his lungs: "Senior Sister Mu, how much for these Medicinal Pills?"

Mu Wanqing raised the corner of her mouth, revealing a shallow smile capable of turning all living beings upside down.

"I went to great lengths to obtain these. Medium Grade anti-miasma pills are one hundred Spirit Stones. High Grade are two hundred and eighty Spirit Stones."

She paused deliberately, her gaze sweeping over the eager and nervous Faces.

"As for the supreme grade, five hundred Spirit Stones per pill, and there aren't many!"

Five hundred Spirit Stones!

This price caused the seething crowd to fall silent for a moment.

This was equivalent to a decent Medium Grade Magical Artifact.

No one could guarantee that entering the depths of the Demon Falling Valley would definitely be profitable.

However, among those who could come here, who was a timid person?

Wealth is sought in danger!

"I'll buy one supreme grade one!"

"Give me two High Grade ones!"

"Senior Sister Mu, I want three Medium Grade ones!"

Countless Disciples swarmed forward, surrounding Mu Wanqing tightly.

In just one hour, the anti-miasma pills obtained from Lin Yuan were sold out.

Mu Wanqing counted the large pile of Spirit Stones that had appeared in her Storage Pouch, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents, and the gloom in her heart dissipated quite a bit.

"Oh my, a small profit, but... did I sell them a bit too cheaply?"

Just as she finished muttering, she was preparing to find a quiet place.

A female Cultivator dressed in black robes had appeared silently in front of her.

"Greetings, Senior Sister Mu."

Mu Wanqing's gaze tightened, and the smile on her Face receded a little.

The person who arrived had a tall figure, and even the wide black robe could not hide her exquisite and undulating curves. Her Face was as beautiful as if carved from ice and snow, but those eyes were so cold they lacked any human warmth.

"So it is Junior Sister Linglong from Qingzhu Peak."

"Senior Sister," Xue Linglong said straightforwardly, "I have a favor to ask."

"What is it?"

"Refining supreme grade anti-miasma pills requires a Sixth-Grade Alchemist. I wonder if Senior Sister could introduce this alchemist to me."

Mu Wanqing's heart stirred, her eyes darting around.

"You want to refine pills?"

"Yes... refining a batch of rather obscure Medicinal Pills."

Xue Linglong's tone remained plain, but in those cold eyes, there was a trace of anxiety that she herself had not noticed.

She practiced Supreme Detachment, and should have severed the seven emotions and six desires, her heart like still water.

Yet on that day, she had an entanglement with Lin Yuan, breaking the taboo of her Dao Heart.

She had originally thought that once Lin Yuan's Lifespan was exhausted, the backlash of this Cultivation Technique would naturally be resolved.

Who would have thought that when they met again at the market last time, Lin Yuan's Cultivation had greatly increased, and his vitality was vigorous.

This made her feel as if thorns were on her back and a fishbone was stuck in her throat.

Therefore, this trip to the Demon Falling Valley was for her to find several key main medicinal ingredients to refine the "supreme detachment pill".

Now that the medicinal ingredients were in sight, she was troubled by the lack of a high-level alchemist capable of refining this pill.

"This alchemist..." Mu Wanqing sighed, "His temperament is a bit eccentric, and I have never dealt with him directly."

Xue Linglong immediately said: "As long as Senior Sister can help bridge the connection, I will definitely reward you heavily."

"It is not that I will not help you."

Mu Wanqing shook her head, her Face full of regret.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know that alchemist either. I only managed to purchase these anti-miasma pills through someone else's introduction."

Seeing the fire of hope that had just ignited in Xue Linglong's eyes instantly dim, she changed the subject.

"However... I can help you ask that middleman."

"Coincidentally, he is on this senluo bone boat."

"Thank you, Senior Sister!" Light reignited in Xue Linglong's eyes, and she nodded slightly to Mu Wanqing.

"Follow me."

Mu Wanqing swayed her slender waist, leading the way towards the depths of the cabin.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

A rhythmic knocking sound rang out.

Inside the room, Lin Yuan was studying that Substitute Puppet; hearing the sound, he calmly put it into his Storage Pouch.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and Mu Wanqing, who had returned, walked in.

"Fellow Daoist Sun." Mu Wanqing smiled beautifully, "Just now when I was selling anti-miasma pills, I met a Junior Sister from Qingzhu Peak who also wants to ask an alchemist to refine a batch of Medicinal Pills."

"I felt this business could be done, so I took the liberty of thinking about introducing her to you."

Lin Yuan's brows furrowed imperceptibly.

He was currently using the Illusion Transformation Art, having changed his appearance, so he was not afraid of being recognized.

But the more people he came into contact with, the greater the risk of exposure.

Besides, he could earn a fortune just by refining some common Medicinal Pills on the market; why take this risk?

Seeing Lin Yuan frown, the smile on Mu Wanqing's Face stiffened.

"Since it is not convenient for you, Fellow Daoist Sun, then... I will decline Junior Sister Linglong."

"Linglong?"

Mu Wanqing paused, turned back and said: "Exactly, it is Xue Linglong from Qingzhu Peak. She has excellent talent and a high chance of forming a Golden Core in the future, so..."

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Xue Linglong.

He was all too familiar with this name.

Back then, this woman had bullied him for being old and frail, forcibly abducted him, and made him marry Su Qinghan, causing him to almost lose his life and lose his virginity.

He had been keeping this account in mind!

"Since she has delivered herself to my door, then... not taking revenge for this is not the act of a gentleman."

Thinking of this, the corners of Lin Yuan's mouth hooked into a meaningful arc.

He looked at Mu Wanqing and spoke slowly.

"Since it is for your sake, Fellow Daoist Mu, I will do this favor."

"Let her come in."