It's clearly your way of eating that's the problem.

At the same time.

Qi Yuan didn't know Ji Chan'er had already avenged his "selling himself"; he stood outside the courtyard, looking at the cold, deserted, and desolate scene around him, a faint sense of loneliness welling up in his heart.

This life is truly as lonely as snow!

Ever since the last incident, no fellow disciples within a ten-mile radius dared to approach, leaving him without even a neighbor; he was consistently unable to mingle with the demonic Cultivators of the Outer Sect, appearing somewhat out of place.

Oh well, people who are too outstanding are always easily isolated; your boy is just such a powerhouse.

After sighing for a moment, he casually hung a sign outside the courtyard that said [In Seclusion, Do Not Disturb], then stepped into the room and activated the System teleportation without hesitation.

Nowadays, the people of Blood Refining Peak were almost all dead, and the remaining few survivors treated Courtyard No. 1 of Class A as a forbidden zone, usually taking a detour, so there was no need to worry about theft.

Besides, that broken sword had caused a huge mess last time because he hadn't been paying attention; if it happened again, ghost knows what kind of unbearable things would occur—maybe even the few remaining survivors outside would be completely wiped out... Whoosh—

The next moment.

Qi Yuan's figure appeared in a lush, dense forest; a hundred miles away was a massive, giant Immortal Workshop.

He released his Divine Sense, and after confirming that no one noticed this teleportation, he composed himself and flew unhurriedly toward the direction of the Immortal Workshop.

In just a short while, Qi Yuan arrived at the Pill Saint Immortal Workshop.

Although it wasn't his first time here, he was still surprised by the prosperity of the Immortal Workshop.

Backed by the world's number one Alchemy Sect, the Pill Saint Sect, the Pill Saint Immortal Workshop had naturally developed into the largest gathering place for Medicinal Pills in the Cultivation World.

The variety of Medicinal Pills circulating in the Pill Saint Immortal Workshop was complete, with everything one could want, from the most basic Qi Gathering pill to Heaven Rank Medicinal Pills, and even Saint-Grade Medicinal Pills; as long as one had enough Spirit Stones, they could be found here.

The main quest wouldn't start for another month, so Qi Yuan decided to take advantage of his free time to resolve the matter of the creation mending heaven pill first.

His visit to the Pill Saint Immortal Workshop this time was to visit that living Pill Saint living in seclusion within the Pill Saint Sect and commission him to help refine a batch of creation mending heaven pill.

In fact, both the Taixuan Holy Land and the Linglong Holy Land had several Heaven-rank Alchemists as consecrated elders, but the Alchemy level of a Heaven-rank Alchemist was far inferior to that of a Pill Saint.

Having a Heaven-rank Alchemist refine an Elementary Saint-Grade heavenly apex body forging pill was barely acceptable, with a success rate of about one in four or five batches, but letting them refine an Advanced Saint-Grade creation mending heaven pill, the success rate would likely be similar to winning the lottery.

Qi Yuan had limited Materials and didn't have much to waste; to ensure he obtained the creation mending heaven pill, he could only come to the Pill Saint Sect for help.

There are thousands upon thousands of alchemists in the world, but only those who can stably refine Saint-Grade Medicinal Pills are qualified to be honored as a Pill Saint.

From ancient times to the present, powerful alchemists have held extremely esteemed positions and are objects of competition for major forces, while a Pill Saint is as rare as a phoenix feather or a unicorn horn, each being a great figure who can leave their name in the history books.

Currently, there are only three alchemists at the Pill Saint level.

Besides those two old fellows who are elusive and mysterious, the only publicly active Pill Saint is the Grand Elder of the Pill Saint Sect, Zu Chengzhi.

Even though Qi Yuan was the prestigious Dao Child of Tai Xuan, if he wanted to commission Zu Chengzhi to refine pills, he couldn't just pay a direct visit; he had to make an appointment through the Treasure Pill Tower within the Pill Saint Immortal Workshop.

Alchemists' biggest taboo is having outsiders watch their pill-refining process, so the Pill Saint Sect, which produces many alchemists, has kept its mountain gates tightly closed since its founding, refusing outside guests from entering the Sect.

For the Pill Saint Sect, this measure not only effectively prevents the leakage of core technology but also consolidates its transcendent status in the Cultivation World.

Therefore, no matter what the visitor's identity is, if they want Medicinal Pills, they must honestly go to the Pill Saint Immortal Workshop and spend Spirit Stones to buy them; they only recognize Spirit Stones, not personal favors.

It was currently afternoon, and both sides of the street were already filled with various stalls, and the incredibly wide road was crowded with Cultivators coming and going.

Since flying was prohibited in all areas of the Pill Saint Immortal Workshop, Qi Yuan could only move forward slowly with the crowded flow of people.

"High Grade Foundation Cultivation Pill on a clearance sale, only two hundred Spirit Stones per pill."

"Come take a look, everyone! Thousand-year Leimu Grass I just collected from Yuexi Valley, yours for only five thousand Spirit Stones."

"I'm selling a batch of ancestral Medicinal Pills at a loss, specializing in all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, infertility; no matter what the ailment is, it will be cured after taking them..."

Amidst the noise, Qi Yuan vaguely saw a familiar figure and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment; after reacting, he stepped toward that direction.

As soon as he approached, he heard an argument:

"Boss, that batch of Medicinal Pills you sold me last time had no effect at all. I spent tens of thousands of Spirit Stones at your stall; I'm a big customer no matter how you look at it, and yet you still cheated me!"

"Little brother, I've been selling Medicinal Pills here for many years, and I've always had a good reputation with rave reviews. How could they have no effect? It's clearly because there's a problem with the way you eat them."

"How is there a problem with the way I eat them?"

"Although Red Sun Pills can make a man quickly regain his prowess, taking too many will also lead to drug resistance. You bought over a thousand pills at once; you probably ate those Red Sun Pills like jelly beans, didn't you?"

As he spoke, the stall owner showed a "you're beyond help" expression, his tone carrying a hint of pity:

"All Medicinal Pills have drug resistance; if you eat too many, the effect will naturally get worse and worse."

"Little brother, if you really can't do it anymore, why don't I introduce you to a few divine doctors..."

Hearing this, the extremely ugly man in green robes in front of the stall jumped up like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on, refuting with uncontrollable rage:

"Nonsense! This Dao... I am as vigorous as a dragon and as fierce as a tiger, brave and extraordinary; how could there be a problem? This is clearly a black shop, deliberately scamming people's Spirit Stones. Give me back my Spirit Stones quickly, or believe it or not, I'll flip your stall!"

Seeing this, the stall owner wasn't panicked at all and said with a fake smile:

"Provoking trouble is strictly prohibited within the Pill Saint Immortal Workshop, and violators will be severely punished. If you have the guts, try flipping it."

Seeing more and more onlookers gathering around, the green-robed man's face immediately turned flushed red; he cursed a few times in desperation and then turned away, covering his face as he left.

By now, the green-robed man had realized the seriousness of the problem; if he continued to make a scene, it was inevitable that his identity would be recognized.

At that time, rumors that the Celestial Pole Dao Son was impotent would probably spread throughout the Cultivation World; just thinking about it was terrifying... The green-robed man hadn't walked a few steps when he saw an acquaintance standing not far away, subconsciously shrinking his neck and greeting with an embarrassed expression:

"Qi... Junior Brother Qi, what a coincidence, why are you here?"

Qi Yuan looked at him somewhat speechlessly, really wanting to ask how this guy managed to become the Celestial Pole Dao Son.

Does the Tianji Holy Land not only ignore appearance when choosing people but also fail to examine their moral standards?

He forcibly suppressed the urge to complain and said calmly:

"Yeah, I just arrived too. I didn't expect Senior Brother Piao to be here as well."

Hearing that Qi Yuan had just arrived, Pu Genshuo immediately breathed a sigh of relief; he coughed twice, pretending as if nothing had happened, and said:

"I'm just here with nothing to do, checking the quality of the Medicinal Pills at these stalls. I didn't expect them all to be black shops."

"If Junior Brother Qi wants to buy Medicinal Pills, it's better to go to the regular shops opened by the Pill Saint Sect."

Qi Yuan gave a light smile and asked casually:

"I plan to go to the Treasure Pill Tower to commission Senior Cheng of the Pill Saint Sect to refine a batch of pills. Do you have any acquaintances in the Pill Saint Sect?"

Although this guy was unreliable, his connections were quite broad; maybe he really knew a few alchemists in the Pill Saint Sect.

As the saying goes, it's easier to get things done when you have people in high places; even in the Cultivation World, one has to pay attention to a bit of worldly wisdom and human relations.