Killer Wife

Chapter 108: Jia Mercy (1)
There have been countless alchemist exchange conferences so far, during which countless alchemy geniuses have emerged. The only few remaining high-level alchemists in the cultivation world today are those who have won the No. 1.

However, the alchemist exchange meeting also has regulations, only the younger generation who are not over two hundred years old are eligible to participate in the competition.

The rewards are naturally extremely generous. Besides the material, one can also make a request that is not excessive, and let the giants of the alchemy world who hold this alchemist exchange meeting help to complete it.

Those who performed particularly well were even eligible to enter the alchemy tower. For alchemists, the alchemy tower is an extremely sacred existence. In front of tens of thousands, it was jointly built by the giants of the cultivation world at that time. It is paved with stones, full of aura, and practicing in it is like riding a rocket.

The most important thing is the insights left by countless seniors who retreated in the Dan Tower, as well as the lost Dan Fang.

However, Danta is not something you can enter if you want to. Each floor has organ formations that test people's emotions and desires. Moreover, as many years have passed, the aura of Danta has become thinner and thinner. Once the aura of Danta disappears one day, it will be It's time for the Danta to disappear, so the opportunity to enter the Danta is getting rarer and rarer.

Countless alchemists came for the alchemy tower.

Ye Juanhuan pushed Ye Liubing out of the inn: "Come on, I want to see how many surprises this alchemist exchange conference can bring me..."

It was still early in the morning, Ye Juehuan was holding the little bun, and behind him were Lin Muyuan and Leng Junyan who were carrying Ye Liubing.

As soon as Ye Juanhuan went out, he saw an acquaintance, or the acquaintance he met just yesterday, "Shopkeeper, are you here to deliver medicine to me?"

The treasurer of the auction house bent down, and said with indescribable respect, "Miss, please save my young master." Ye Juanhuan frowned: "Didn't I say that? I can't do anything."

"You can." A slightly hoarse voice came from behind the shopkeeper. Ye Juehuan saw a boy standing behind the shopkeeper in a blink of an eye. His skin was a bit dark, but his facial features were surprisingly handsome. Behind the head, a strand of silver is particularly eye-catching.

"Demon?" Ye Juehuan could smell the demon clan's aura from the boy, but she didn't recognize the boy's race.

"Yes, Miss." The boy grinned, "Just call me Rong Bao."

"Rong Bao..." Ye Juanhuan looked the boy up and down, the little bun in his arms arched, and whispered in her ear: "Ma Ma, he is a treasure hunting mouse."

Treasure rat?This is a peculiar race. Their strength is mediocre, not even comparable to some powerful low-level monsters, but their IQ is exceptionally high. Moreover, they have a strange sense of treasures. Owning a treasure hunting mouse is equivalent to owning a treasure mouse. A treasure trove.

Not to mention the one in front of him is still a transformed monster.

"Even if you are a monster or a treasure hunting mouse, what's the matter? How do you know that I can save your young master?" Ye Juanhuan asked with raised eyebrows.

"You have the breath of spiritual fire on your body. Although it is so faint that I can't tell what kind of spiritual fire it is, there is no doubt that you have spiritual fire, and you are proficient in alchemy. Only you can save my master!" Rong Baodao: "As long as you are willing to make a move, no matter what you want, as long as the Rong family has it, you can do it!"

Ye Juehuan rubbed her nose, thought for a while, and it's not easy to keep her mouth shut. The power behind Rong Bao is not simple, so this is the only deal she can do.

"Success, but after I finish attending the alchemist exchange meeting, I will go and see your master. There are Tianshui Xuanlian and Hanjiao Dan, and he will be fine in a short time."

"No problem." Rong Bao said with a smile: "When the alchemist exchange meeting is over, you can go directly to the auction house, Rong Bao will wait there."

Ye Juanhuan nodded, and left with Lin Muyuan and others.

The alchemist exchange meeting was held in front of the alchemy tower, and when Ye Juanhuan arrived, many people had already surrounded the high platform.

"It seems that I have to sign up, just wait for me." Ye Juanhuan walked to the side with the little bun in his arms. There was a row of tables there, and it was probably the place to sign up.

"I want to register." Ye Juanhuan stood in front of the table and said softly, "The registration fee is ten low-grade spirit stones, name, age, alchemist level." The man sitting behind the table heard a woman's voice and raised his hand. Looking down, he lowered his head in disgust after seeing Ye Juanhuan's face.

"Ye Mo, 17 years old, low-level alchemist." Ye Juanhuan took out ten pieces of spiritual stones, the man was surprised, and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Ye Juanhuan stretched out his left hand, and the man touched Ye Juanhuan's arm. Cultivators have a long lifespan, and their appearance can be faked, but bone age cannot be faked. It's just that no matter how he touches, he can't determine Ye Juanhuan's real age .

Ye Juanhuan's bones are too strange, soft like a teenager, yet unbelievably tough.

The man had no choice but to leave in a hurry after leaving a sentence: "You wait, I'll go find the elder."

After a while, he led an old man with a white beard and walked back. The old man looked as if he hadn't woken up. After sitting down, he stretched out his hand: "Arm."

Ye Juanhuan stretched out his arm to him, and the old man squeezed it, his expression became strange: "The other one." Ye Juanhuan gave him his left hand again.

After a while, the old man looked at Ye Juanhuan with strange eyes: "You are not some kind of vine demon leech, are you?"

"I'm human, and my ancestors have been human for eight generations." The corners of Ye Juanhuan's mouth twitched. It was just because of her rebirth last time that her bones were regenerated and her bones became extremely tough.

"Something's wrong, girl, are you sure you're not a leech or an earthworm? Get your legs." The old man stroked his beard and shook his head.

Ye Juanhuan put his legs on the table, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm human, I'm 17 years old, my parents have passed away, I only have one son, and I adopted it! You are the leech!"

"Ahem..." The old man coughed twice guiltyly, and said, "I'm only 17 years old..." After speaking, he pinched Ye Juanhuan's leg bones, and as he expected, he couldn't determine Ye Juanhuan's age at all.

"Well, your bones are too evil to determine their age at all. Do you have anything else to prove your age?" the old man scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Ye Juehuan didn't expect that being reborn would bring her such troubles, but what could she use to prove her age?
Little Baozi came out of Ye Juanhuan's arms, Baozi's face was puffy, and he said in a tone of 'you mortals with fishy lips are hopeless': "Wo Mama is very young! Don’t show it if you’re stupid! Look at Mama’s life wheel if you don’t believe me!”

The old man’s expression immediately changed to this =口=

Can such things as the life wheel be seen casually?Do you think anyone can casually enter the depths of another cultivator's purple mansion to see the core of his soul?What an international joke!Are you sure you're not mocking?

(End of this chapter)