A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

Luo Fan rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

In the yard, seven or eight ducks were leisurely strolling around.

A few others were perched on the futon he usually used for alchemy, their eyes half-closed in contentment.

The air was filled with the smell of duck droppings.

Luo Fan took a deep breath, then another, and felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, almost spitting out blood.

He leaned against the door frame, his gaze sweeping blankly across the once tranquil courtyard.

I stood there for a long time.

They were as if they had been petrified.

In addition, there seemed to be a familiar fragrance of medicinal pills in the air?

"What...what's going on?!"

As Luo Fan squeezed out those words through gritted teeth, he felt his internal injuries were about to worsen.

"Surprised? Unexpected?"

A cool voice, tinged with a barely perceptible hint of mockery, rang out from behind him.

Luo Fan turned around and saw Bai Jie, dressed in white, standing behind him.

She stood tall and straight, with a graceful demeanor, holding a live duck that was flapping its wings and quacking loudly in her hand.

This scene is incredibly impactful.

"Senior sister?"

Luo Fan stared at Bai Jie and the duck in her hand, his lips twitching. "Tell me, who did this?"

He was almost certain that this was not Bai Jie's work.

She's not that bored.

Moreover, Danfeng is his Daoist temple, and as his Daoist partner, how could Bai Jie do such a thing?

Bai Jie raised the duck in her hand a little higher.

The duck seemed to sense the murderous intent and cried out even more mournfully.

"We're all from the same sect, so I can't tell you. It was the eldest brother and his group who did it."

Her face was expressionless, her eyes were clear, and her tone was completely calm.

"..."

Luo Fan was stunned.

How could it have been Xie Laoda and his gang who did it?

What are these guys up to?!

While he was away, they actually turned his yard into a duck pen?!

His first instinct was to turn around and go find Xie Nantian and the others to discuss Taoist magic.

"Wait a minute."

Bai Jie stopped him, "You can't blame them entirely; they raise these spirit ducks."

"I also used the elixirs you left at Danfeng to feed her, initially to help Junior Sister Mi stabilize her life force."

OK!

Raising ducks is one thing, but using his elixir is another!

No wonder these ducks smelled of his elixirs; it turns out I wasn't mistaken.

Luo Fan's killing intent intensified.

"Where's my sword?!"

He didn't turn around.

Bai Jie: "..."

It seems the more he tries to explain, the worse it gets; his focus must be on his own elixir.

Indeed, which alchemist would allow their painstakingly crafted pills to be wasted like this?

This is no different from the blow of a cook who painstakingly prepares a sumptuous dinner, only to have it all fed to livestock.

Do not!

This is not a blow!

This is blatant provocation!

"Don't act impulsively."

Bai Jie stopped Luo Fan again, "They had no choice but to do it, and they also owe a lot to these ducks."

Seeing Luo Fan's gaze directed at her, Bai Jie's red lips curved slightly upward.

"The duck ate your elixir, and its flesh and blood now contain medicinal power."

"Then stew it into a soup for that girl to drink, it will have a buffering effect."

"Otherwise, her fragile body simply couldn't withstand the violent power of the pill."

"But duck soup is fine."

"..."

Luo Fan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself speechless.

Bai Jie continued.

"It was only because our eldest brother ate the spirit duck's flesh that their spiritual power lasted until you returned."

"Otherwise, their meridians will be unable to withstand the continuous depletion and the reliance on pills for replenishment."

Upon hearing this...

Luo Fan's expression softened considerably.

Bai Jie then said again, "Therefore, the sect has decided to raise more ducks in the future."

"Use your elixirs to feed them and provide food for the entire sect. That would be making the best use of them."

This time, Luo Fan's face turned completely black.

Taking his elixir and feeding it to the ducks—is that what you call making the best use of resources?

Then the whole sect eats duck?

Why did he feel like he was no longer an alchemist, but a feed supplier?

"Whose idea was this?"

Luo Fan said with a dark face.

"My master."

"..."

Luo Fan was completely exasperated. He couldn't very well go to the deacon's hall and beat up Gao Yi, could he?

If we don't fight with all our might, it's hard to say whether we can win.

Besides, that old man was his own Daoist partner's master.

It's really hard to accept that he used his elixirs to feed ducks.

He wanted to find a quiet place.

So all his hard work in improving his alchemy skills, increasing the yield of pills, and improving the quality of the pills was in vain.

Is it for better duck raising?

Then the whole sect would eat elixirs together?

This industrial chain, this bizarre train of thought… Luo Fan was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure of what expression to make.

Are you angry?

It seems to make sense.

Is it a helpless situation?

This is absolutely frustrating!

He could even imagine a future day when the disciples of Peach Blossom Temple would greet each other.

Senior brother, the cafeteria has Peiyuan duck soup today.

I heard that using Senior Brother Luo's Qi-Nourishing Pill to nourish oneself has excellent results. Go and try it!

Oh well, as long as it saves my junior sister, let them do whatever they want.

Luo Fan was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and all that remained was a profound sense of absurdity and a numb indifference.

"Feed the ducks, then let's feed the ducks."

Luo Fan resigned himself to his fate, "I'll go and adjust my breathing first."

He just wanted to clear a space as soon as possible so he could properly heal his wounds.

"etc."

Bai Jie called out to him.

She carried the now-quiet duck to the stone table in the courtyard.

Then, seemingly out of nowhere, he took out a wooden basin and began to handle it with practiced ease.

The movements of knocking her unconscious and plucking her fur were fluid and graceful, creating a stark contrast with her aloof and detached demeanor.

Luo Fan stared in disbelief.

"You and Junior Sister Mi have already consummated your relationship as Daoist partners?"

While handling the ducks, Bai Jie asked without looking up.

Luo Fan's heart pounded, and he watched as Bai Jie's hand flashed with cold light as she cleanly and decisively sliced ​​through the duck neck.

Instantly, blood flowed into the wooden basin, and the poor duck kicked its legs and then fell silent.

He inexplicably felt a chill on his neck, as if it were that duck.

Luo Fan was about to explain when Bai Jie spoke first.

"She risked her life for you."

The voice remained cold and detached.

She raised her slender hand and picked up the water beside her to rinse it.

Her profile looked exceptionally beautiful and focused in the dim afterglow.

Luo Fan's words were stuck in his throat.

He looked at Bai Jie's calm profile and understood what she meant.

She wasn't questioning or condemning; she was simply stating a fact.

And they accepted this fact.

She acknowledged everything Midozhi had done for him and recognized her place in his life.

Luo Fan remained silent for a moment, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

There was a feeling of being moved, a feeling of guilt, and also an indescribable sense of relief.

"Thank you, senior sister."

He said in a deep voice.

To have such a companion in life.

He shouldn't have asked for anything more, but since it had already happened, he wouldn't run away from it.

Bai Jie did not respond, as if she had just said it casually.

She had lit a fire and strung the cleaned ducks on a sharpened branch.

Soon, the grease dripped into the fire, making a sizzling sound.

The rich aroma of meat mingled with the invigorating scent of herbs, filling the air.

"sit."

Bai Jie pointed to the stone bench opposite her, "We can eat in a little while."

Luo Fan sat down as instructed, watching her profile as she focused intently on turning the roast duck.

The firelight illuminated her cool and aloof face, giving it a rare touch of warmth.

Before long, the duck was roasted until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a golden and glossy sheen.

Bai Jie tore off the fattest duck leg and handed it to him.

"Eat it. This duck has been fed with your Rejuvenating Pill and Qi-Nourishing Pill for many days. The gentle medicinal power contained in its flesh and blood will be beneficial to your injuries."

Luo Fan took it; it was warm to the touch and had a wonderful aroma. He took a bite.

The duck meat is tender and juicy, melting in your mouth, and then warms you up in your stomach.

The effect was no worse than taking pills directly, and it was even easier to absorb.

He glanced at Bai Jie in surprise, then at the duck leg in his hand, and silently began to eat.

The taste was surprisingly good.

Bai Jie herself ate a few small bites politely, and then stopped eating.

After eating a spirit duck, Luo Fan regained some color in his pale face.

Although he is far from fully recovered, he has at least stabilized his injuries and regained some strength.

Just then, Bai Jie, who was sipping her tea, suddenly stopped.

A barely perceptible fluctuation appeared in her aura.

Bai Jie put down her teacup and looked at Luo Fan with a slightly apologetic expression.

"I have an epiphany and need to go into seclusion immediately. I will come to accompany you again later."

Before she finished speaking, she had already transformed into a white streak of light and disappeared into the sky above Danfeng.

I had no choice but to cancel my plan to stay here and have a long talk with Luo Fan all night.

Only a half-finished cup of tea remained on the stone table, along with a faint, cool fragrance in the air.

Sensing that Bai Jie was about to enter the Golden Core realm, Luo Fan was genuinely happy for her.

The courtyard has returned to tranquility.

Luo Fan temporarily herded the quacking spirit ducks into a corner shed.

He then used the Clear Breeze Technique to remove the odor. After doing all this, he was panting heavily.

Without further delay, Luo Fan hurriedly went inside, sat cross-legged on a futon, and began to heal his injuries.

After regulating his breathing for less than an incense stick's time, he sniffed the air, as if he had detected a familiar, subtle fragrance.

"Hey, you little rascal, you actually managed to come back alive?"

A pair of soft, boneless hands, with a cool touch, gently cupped his face.

I opened my eyes to a stunningly beautiful face, with a playful smile.

The woman, dressed in a purple dress, with a captivating figure, was none other than Liu Linglong.

"Quickly, let your martial uncle take a good look at this. Where is this injury? Is it any vital organs or anything?"

She giggled, lifting Luo Fan's chin, "Tsk tsk, look how pale this little face is, it's really heartbreaking."

"Witch, what do you want?"

Luo Fan's heart skipped a beat.

What do you think?

Liu Linglong laughed, her laughter so loud it made her body tremble.

She leaned even closer, her red lips almost touching his ear.

The warm breath made Luo Fan's ears burn.

"I've recently mastered a new secret technique. Would you like to try it with me?"