The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

What kind of place is Yuqian Sect? It's the pinnacle of the entire Southern Region. Every alchemist who can enter Yuqian Sect is renowned. Even such people can only achieve 50% success.

And yet, the person before me actually managed to refine a perfect-grade gem under such rudimentary conditions.

So young, yet so accomplished—only one person comes to mind.

The second female lead is Changsun Youyou!

Could she be?!

Qin Yangjun immediately looked up, only to find that the girl was gone. He turned around and saw that she seemed to be picking something up from the ground.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a fragment of a mist flower that had been blown away during the previous battle...

"Oh dear, my good disciple, what do you need this trash for..."

"Master, don't say that. Even a small mosquito is still meat. The medicinal properties haven't been completely lost. If we salvage them, we can still refine them into pills and sell them for money."

Some preparations are needed before refining elixirs.

She was a little impatient while she was refining it, which may be the reason why the furnace cracked.

But she didn't regret it. As long as it could help Qin Yangjun, she was willing to let the furnace explode.

The only thing she understood about this matter was...

The importance of spirit stones.

Qin Yangjun watched as Changsun Youyou carefully arranged the medicinal herbs on the ground.

The surprise in Qin Yangjun's eyes gradually subsided.

Indeed, the Misty Rainbow Flower can be used in medicine... but since it's charred, its medicinal properties have been lost, and the resulting pills won't look good either. So, the Misty Rainbow Flower she picked up was just junk...

Upon noticing Qin Yangjun's gaze, Changsun Youyou blushed slightly...

"As you know, fellow Daoist, I am an alchemist... The alchemist profession... is very expensive... so..."

The spirit within the ring sighed.

Upon hearing the girl's words, Qin Yangjun instantly understood.

poor.

It was precisely because of this sentence that Qin Yangjun dispelled the idea that the person in front of him was Changsun Youyou.

An alchemist's rank is increased by their proficiency.

To improve proficiency, one must continuously refine medicine.

To put it bluntly, it's just a money-burning thing.

The girl before them fit the profile of a typical rogue alchemist.

That is poverty.

But Changsun Youyou is different. She is the protagonist and has the help of a spirit god. She is very wealthy and powerful, so why would she care about a half-ruined piece of junk?

Wait... she's an alchemist?

Qin Yangjunran remembered the innate spiritual fire.

The Qi-regulating pill she gave me was a way of helping me. I estimated that I only needed one intense battle to completely dissipate the accumulated medicinal effects, which saved me a lot of time.

I don't need it myself, so should I give it to her?

Although they hadn't spent much time together, Qin Yangjun could tell that this girl wasn't the kind of person with ulterior motives.

Most importantly, she possesses alchemy skills comparable to those of a protagonist; she's destined for greatness and won't be an unknown figure in the future. Perhaps I can forge a good relationship with her...

In that case, the matter of waking up the Ghost Bell will have to wait.

Seeing Qin Yangjun remain silent, Changsun Youyou's face turned even redder, staring at the Rainbow Flower in her hand, unsure whether to keep it or throw it away.

Qin Yangjun quickly made up his mind, and he smiled slightly.

"I see. By the way, since you are an alchemist, do you have spiritual fire to assist you?"

Upon hearing this, Changsun Youyou was stunned for a moment, then she shook her head blankly.

The flame in her hand now is the flame of a cultivation technique, not a spiritual fire, and not even an acquired spiritual fire.

"Since that's the case, and our meeting is fate, how about I grant you an opportunity? Perhaps something like innate spiritual fire..."

Upon hearing this, Changsun Youyou felt a little dazed. For a moment, she seemed to be back in that tavern when Qin Yangjun gave her the Xuyang Rejuvenating Grass.

Even the spirit within Changsun Youyou's ring couldn't help but speak up.

"My goodness, I've never met such a friendly person in all my years. Wait... disciple, don't let him bewitch you. Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious. This kid might be up to no good. Be careful."

That tone sounds so familiar... It feels like a recreation of the tavern scene.

Changsun Youyou didn't think Qin Yangjun was that kind of person, because Qin Yangjun had no reason to scheme against him. Her master had just said that Qin Yangjun's strength was already at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

He only possessed the Golden Core.

With his strength, he could do whatever he wanted to her in this desolate wilderness.

So there's no need for roundabout deception.

However, upon thinking of this, Changsun Youyou's face flushed red.

Ugh, what am I even thinking?!

However, it does seem a bit strange to say that this opportunity was given to oneself...

"Fellow Daoist...are you serious...? But what have I done to deserve this..."

Seeing the person in front of him hesitate to speak, Qin Yangjun smiled.

This reaction is indeed normal.

"I only learned about the location of this spiritual fire by chance. I'm not an alchemist, so I have no use for it. The pills you just made for me have already helped me. So now that we've met, why don't we give it to someone who needs it?"

Qin Yangjun stepped forward and extended his hand to the girl who was squatting on the ground, his eyes full of sincerity.

Give it to someone in need...

Upon hearing this, Changsun Youyou felt as if something had struck her heart.

When Qin Yangjun gave her the Xuyang Resurrection Grass, he said the same thing.

At this moment, the spirit in the ring still spoke in an incredulous tone.

"Really? Is this kid really the landlord's foolish son? Is he so nice to everyone?"

Hearing her master's wailing, Changsun Youyou shyly took Qin Yangjun's hand.

"Then...I'd rather obey than be disrespectful."

"Come with me."

Chapter Seventeen Her name is Zhang Xiaoling

Qin Yangjun helped Changsun Youyou up, then summoned an ordinary flying sword. As soon as he jumped on it, Changsun Youyou seemed to remember something.

She looked towards the center of the lake.

"Master, the corpse of that king beast..."

Don't touch it!

The stern voice of the spirit immortal startled Changsun Youyou, who subconsciously asked a question.

"Why? Master, didn't you say that was the corpse of a peak Void Realm King Beast? That's a treasure! Its flesh, fur, and bones are all top-quality!"

"Didn't you notice? Qin Yangjun, who arrived first, didn't touch the corpse, and now he's left without even looking back. Although Yu Qianzong is rich and powerful, how could he possibly let go of such a freebie?"

"Master, you mean..."

"Yes! He must have already figured out that there's something wrong with that king beast... Wait—hiss, no way, could this kid be..."

"What's wrong, Master? Don't just tell me half of what you meant."

"No, that's just my guess. You might be able to subtly probe a bit later..."

The two then flew into the sky on their spirit swords.

"My name is Qin Li. May I ask your name, fellow Daoist?"

Since the goal is to build good relationships, it's necessary to get to know each other. It doesn't matter if he uses a pseudonym; he just needs to know the name of the person in front of him.

"I..."

Changsun Youyou hesitated.

In that instant, she thought of Murong Yunhai's arrogant appearance.

I thought of the relationship between Yuqian Sect and the Murong family.

He remembered the moment when Murong Yunhai proposed the three-year agreement, completely breaking off all pretense of civility.

final..

My name is Zhang Xiaoling.

Zhang Xiaoling

Qin Yangjun pondered for a moment; he had never actually seen this simple name in a book before.

However, a book is a book, and what I see before me is a real world.

Books cannot name people on the street, but in the world before us, even ordinary people on the street have their own names.

Perhaps it was simply because there was no plot requirement that she wasn't mentioned.

However, Zhang...

I really do have a special connection with the Zhang family.

Qin Yangjun smiled and quickly put this trivial matter out of his mind.

On the other side, the voice of the Spirit Immortal rang in Changsun Youyou's mind.

“Not bad, not bad, you haven’t lost your mind. My previous deduction was just that—a deduction. Qin Yangjun probably killed those people simply because he was angry.”