Chapter 20 Jiang Che’s Number One Crazy Fan, Sikong Qianluo
“By the way, Qianluo, I have something I’d like your help with.”
“Huh? What does Brother Jiang want me to help with?”
Sikong Qianluo, snapped back to reality by Jiang Che’s call, asked curiously. She was more than willing to help him if she could.
“I need your help to gather some spiritual herbs...”
“Wait here for a moment.”
Jiang Che gave a mysterious smile, set down his chopsticks, and turned to walk into his study.
Once inside, he picked up a brush and casually wrote down the names of over a hundred types of spiritual herbs.
These were the ingredients needed to refine Innate Pills, Blood Qi Pills, Barrier-Breaking Pills, and Youth-Retaining Pills.
As for the herbs for refining Great Restoration Pills, Heavenly Unity Pills, and Life-Extending Pills, Jiang Che didn’t even bother listing them—he knew Snow Moon City wouldn’t have them.
He planned to directly purchase those from the system later.
If he went to Sikong Changfeng to request these herbs, the old miser would never agree.
As the head of Snow Moon City, Sikong Changfeng controlled the city’s finances, and naturally, all its resources.
But if Sikong Qianluo were the one asking, things would be different. After all, he was a notorious daughter-doting father.
Imagining Sikong Changfeng’s pained expression, Jiang Che couldn’t help but chuckle wickedly.
...
When Jiang Che returned to the hall, he handed the written list of herbs to the eagerly awaiting Sikong Qianluo.
“Brother Jiang, what do you need so many herbs for?”
Seeing the names of dozens—no, over a hundred herbs—written on the parchment, Sikong Qianluo was stunned.
“Leave it to me!”
“Don’t worry, Brother Jiang. I’ll go find my dad right away!”
Sikong Qianluo patted her small chest confidently, grabbed her Silver Moon Spear, and dashed out in a hurry.
...
“Still not planning to show yourself?”
After Sikong Qianluo left, Jiang Che turned toward a corner of the room, a playful smirk on his face.
In a flash, a figure appeared three meters in front of him—it was none other than Li Hanyi!
Today, however, Li Hanyi wasn’t wearing her ghost-faced mask.
When there were no outsiders around, she didn’t bother with such pretenses.
As the fourth city lord of Snow Moon City, Jiang Che was no longer considered an outsider.
Dressed in white, wielding her Iron Horse Glacier Sword, and with her usual cold expression, Li Hanyi stood there.
Her attire was highly conservative, revealing only her pristine jade-like hands.
“Doesn’t it bother your conscience to deceive Qianluo like that?”
Raising an eyebrow, Li Hanyi asked in a cold tone.
Unlike Sikong Qianluo, who blindly adored Jiang Che, Li Hanyi was far harder to fool.
She had overheard their entire conversation and didn’t believe for a moment that Jiang Che could refine something as mythical as the Youth-Retaining Pill.
In all her years of wandering the martial world, Li Hanyi had never encountered an alchemist. Such people were thought to have disappeared long ago.
Even if some alchemists still existed, the most they could do was refine basic pills for healing or replenishing vitality.
As for something like the Youth-Retaining Pill, she had never seen it in her life.
Considering Jiang Che’s youth and immense strength, it was obvious he spent most of his time cultivating. When would he have found time to learn alchemy?