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However, Nan Gong Ling Yun continued to protect Su Xia Yue, he did not move even half a step, like a magnificent monument, a peaceful harbor.

Regardless of the raging storm behind him and the rocks flying everywhere, he remained standing and unmoving. Only when the explosion stopped did they let go of Su Xia Yue's arms. The two of them simultaneously raised their heads to look at each other.

"Are you hurt?"

If there ever came a day, he might as well not owe her now!

Su Xia Yue looked at him coldly, as he took a step back.

Nan Gong Ling Yun felt Su Xia Yue's indifference, but just as he was about to ask for the reason, Xie Yan suddenly rushed over anxiously.

"Prince, are you alright?" How did the Godly Cult explode!? "Did the Seventh Prince send someone?" Before Xie Yan could finish his sentence, he was glared at by Nan Gong Ling Yun.

Nan Gong Ling Yun turned his head and explained to Su Xia Yue: "It wasn't the people from the Seventh Prince ambushing us, it was your spirit energy that caused the Divine Craft Hall to explode."

Su Xia Yue was startled, his face full of innocence: "Me? He touched the divine pillar and blew up the divine pillar? I will not take the blame for this! "

Nan Gong Ling Yun did not have any intention to joke around, his eyebrows knitted tightly, as though he had thought of something. He instructed Su Xia Yue seriously.

"I will go find the cause of the explosion in the Godly Fusion Hall, wait for me for three days! "Oh right, remember not to spread the results of today's test, otherwise you won't know if it will be a blessing or a curse."

"Another three days? "The previous agreement of three days …"

"That bet, you won." Nan Gong Ling Yun smiled.

This was the first time the War God Ling Wang, who had won a hundred battles, had admitted defeat. But this time, he was convinced of his defeat.

finally stopped being so disgusted with this kind of trustworthy person. After receiving the , he returned to the Su Clan's residence while reading through it.

Xie Yan, who was watching from the side, nearly had his eyeballs drop out of his sockets, his mouth twitching.

"If Miss Su knew that the 'Formless Poison Scripture' was inherited from an ancient 9-star Divine level alchemist, would she have a soft spot?"

Hearing that, Nan Gong Ling Yun smirked evilly: "I only know that after she finishes reading this , her hands will never soften when killing people, hahaha."

Su Xia Yue's learning ability was especially strong, she had only finished reading the first chapter of this on the way back to the residence.

Only now did they know that alchemists were divided into the Common Tier, the Spiritual Grade Alchemist, the Black rank alchemist, the Heaven Tier, the Divine Tier, the Immortal Tier and the Saint Tier. Each stage was further divided into nine stars.

Although the Su family was an Alchemy family, her father Su Xing Long was said to be a Seven Star Mortal level alchemist. And Su Family was the highest ranked alchemist, it was said that he was Old Ancestor, he had been dead for many years.

Just like that, it was enough for the Su Palace to flourish in the Han Dynasty for so many years.

From this, one could see how urgent the job of an apothecary was. At the same time, one could tell how difficult it was to become an apothecary …

If Su Xia Yue wanted to become an expert in the inherited five continents, he had to think of a way to become an alchemist first without being suppressed by the power of the pill.

As the saying goes, if you want to do something good, you must first use the weapon!

Su Xia Yue immediately took out a portion of the 50 taels of silver he had and bought the necessities.

It was an ordinary pill furnace with some low-grade mortal rank poisonous plants.

When she returned home, she discovered that Ou Yang Jing Xian was still busy giving him a funeral in the Su Palace which was covered with white silk.

This was because Su Ping Ting had died suddenly, and his corpse could not stay in the palace for long, and could not even enter the ancestral tombs. He needed to get to the Jadeflame Mountain that was three miles away before nightfall to be buried. Most of the people from the Su Palace had left, and no one bothered to find trouble with Su Xia Yue.

She found an empty room that no one disturbed and started to concoct pills.

Su Xia Yue who was concocting pills was completely focused on the Level 1 Stone Cauldron in front of him. After she carefully placed the low-grade mortal rank poison grass into the pill furnace according to the recipe, she started to focus.

The mental energy used in refining pills was called psychokinesis in the « Formless Poison Scripture ». Those with strong psychokinesis could concoct pills. Those with weaker psychokinesis could only stare blankly at the pill furnace …

As a trash who didn't have any spirit energy, Su Xia Yue didn't know whether she had any spirit energy or not.