Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

"She's already able to refine high-grade pills. I saw her put the Sword Intent Pill on the shelves last night."

Sword Intent Pills are also available by recipe and can greatly help sword cultivators comprehend sword intent. However, the raw materials contain sword herbs, which can easily attack the alchemist during the refining process and can damage the soul if not controlled properly.

"Grandma Sha, her talent and comprehension are absolutely rare in the world. My father was short-sighted. He gave everything to that good-for-nothing Yao Xingzhou and even wanted to marry Yao Feiran off in exchange for cultivation resources that would be useful to Yao Xingzhou."

Yao Gu wanted to marry Yao Feiran off simply because he had previously promised that the betrothal gifts would benefit Yao Xingzhou's cultivation.

Yao Suran learned about this from Lin Xu. Her father wanted to get a Breakthrough Pill from the Lin family, which could force him to break through from the seventh rank to the eighth rank. However, she wondered if taking this pill would increase the difficulty of his subsequent cultivation and even cut off his future path.

"Your father is not short-sighted; he has other plans."

"What?"

"You're too weak right now; knowing too much won't do you any good."

Yao Suran's gaze was resolute: "I understand, Grandma Sha, I will try my best."

She is currently at the late stage of the sixth rank and needs to break through to the seventh rank as soon as possible.

A month later, Yao Feiran returned after stabilizing her strength. Just then, she saw a man in a gray robe shouting at the shop entrance, spitting out blood as he spoke. Many people stopped to watch.

"My nephew was poisoned after taking medicine from this company. You have to give me an explanation, or you can forget about continuing to operate!"

Yao Suran, however, remained quite calm: "May I ask how you are addressed, when your nephew visited our store, and what he bought?"

The gray-robed man said, "My name is Liu Jing. My nephew came three days ago at noon and bought five Spirit Control Pills. He vomited blood while cultivating, and his meridians were damaged."

"Ayao, check the records. How many Spirit Control Pills were sold three days ago at noon?"

Ayao took out her notebook, flipped to a record from half a month ago, and compared it with the buying and selling records.

"Sir, we sold a total of five around noon."

Liu Jing's face became even more arrogant. He sneered, "I told you so, no wonder it's so cheap. It's a low-quality product. Everyone should avoid buying it. What's so good about pills made by a rogue? The weapon-refining shop next door is probably about the same."

This was a case of suffering even while lying down, but Yao Feiran knew it was only a matter of time. Some of the pills Yao Suran refined were already lost techniques, and her pills had pill patterns, making them more effective than ordinary pills, and the price was also reasonable.

This has already infringed upon the interests of certain individuals.

Yao Feiran's side is alright. There are no major forces in Jinyuan City that trade in spiritual artifacts, and in particular, Earth-rank spiritual artifact masters are very rare, so they don't pose a threat.

Yao Suran looked at the growing crowd around her, but she didn't panic.

"What kind of poison has your nephew been poisoned with?"

Without hesitation, Liu Jing replied, "It's naturally erysipelas."

"Don't you know that the pills in my shop all have pill patterns on them? How could they be poisoned by pills?"

Someone couldn't stand it anymore: "Brother, don't you recognize pill patterns? Pills with pill patterns have very few impurities and are basically impossible to have any pill toxicity. If there is, it's because your nephew has been taking too many pills."

Liu Jing briefly showed a look of panic before quickly disappearing.

"I misremembered. It should be that the pill was poisonous."

Yao Suran said expressionlessly, "I have no grudge against you, why would I poison your pills?"

"Then you must have given me inferior pills."

"All the pills here are of the highest quality and sold honestly. Every single one is inspected and approved by the customer before being sold. You are just making excuses."

People around them also began to feel indignant.

"This brother is deliberately framing Manager Yao, isn't he?"

"I guess it's Xuan Yuan Pavilion. They used to monopolize the pills, but now that Manager Yao is here, their business is not as good as before."

"Keep your voice down, or you'll get your revenge."

"Hmph, I've been selling here with Manager Yao for so many years without any problems. Xuan Yuan Pavilion is expensive and not good either."

Liu Jing looked panicked and enraged, his pupils turning an unnatural red. He yelled, "She's just a lowly woman! What's so great about refining a few pills? I'm going to kill you—"

Yao Suran noticed that the other person's body seemed to swell up, and she warily grabbed her weapon, ready to retaliate.

At this moment, Liu Jing's strength, which was originally at the sixth rank, suddenly increased to the late seventh rank.

People scattered instantly, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

"Eating the Yuan Dan, they came prepared." Yao Feiran stopped in mid-air.

"Soaring through the air, the other Manager Yao is actually an eighth-rank martial artist!"

Someone with sharp eyes shouted it out, and it quickly spread.

Liu Jingcai was only a seventh-rank official, but Yao Feiran sliced ​​him into pieces like a watermelon, his body turning into a bloody mist that splattered on the ground.

The patrol team had been hiding nearby, but after a conflict broke out, they used the pretext of a brawl in the city to take everyone away.

The thin man on patrol hesitated, "Are we still going up now?"

"What's the point of going up there? This woman is so vicious. If she kills us and escapes, where will we go to seek justice?"

An old man in black robes appeared in mid-air, staring at Yao Feiran with murderous intent in his eyes.

"How dare you kill someone in my city! According to the rules, you should be imprisoned in the ice dungeon for thirty years. Come with me."

"Senior, this is someone else who started the trouble for us."

"Murder is a violation of city rules and must be punished, or don't blame me for taking matters into my own hands!"

"Fine my ass!"

Yao Feiran unleashed a dense array of spiritual swords, their aura surging as they charged towards their opponent.

"Heavens! Those spirit swords all seem to be of the Earth Rank. How many of them are there? Manager Yao's Yuan Power is too abundant."

The black-robed elder was at the ninth rank, but he hadn't expected someone who had just advanced to the eighth rank to possess so many Earth-grade spiritual swords, and to attack him without warning. He quickly raised his defenses to defend, blocking the first sword, the second...

Until a crack appeared in the protective shield.

*Thud*—A dense stream of swords pierced through the gray-robed old man.

An elderly man with red hair rushed over from a distance, his eyes wide like copper bells.

"How dare you—"

"the same as you."

puff----

After killing one, Yao Feiran would kill this one, cutting down each one who came, and she killed four ninth-rank martial artists in a row.

By the end, she felt like she had low blood sugar, and her hands trembled as she reached into her storage bag, frantically absorbing spirit stones to replenish her energy.

After recovering some of her Yuan energy, Yao Suran, without even a moment to be shocked, hurriedly said, "Feiran, let's run! A powerful expert at the Emperor Realm is probably coming. You're more familiar with this Heavenly Rank flying vehicle, so you can operate it."

"Wait."

"What's wrong?"

Yao Feiran rushed into the shop and swept away the remaining items, even taking the eggs laid by the spirit chicken behind the house.

"Su Ran, quickly put away all your pills, don't waste them."

The Fate-Defying Bead: "......."