Primordial Treasure Mirror

Yu Shuang, dressed in light blue clothes with a spirit whip at her waist, gracefully landed in the courtyard.

The sound could be heard even before the plane landed:

"Oh, isn't this our Grand Alchemist Min? What's wrong? Why do you look so pale? Haven't you finished refining the Golden Marrow Pill yet?"

Yu Shuang's words were laced with undisguised mockery.

This is clearly a provocation against Min Yue.

Su Yang noticed that Yu Shuang's face was filled with strong sarcasm.

After landing, she looked around the courtyard and finally fixed her gaze on Min Yue, a smile playing on her lips.

Min Yue was pondering the key to the previous batch of pills' failure when she heard this. Without even raising her eyes, she uttered a single word in a detached tone:

"roll!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Shuang was not annoyed at all; instead, she laughed.

She smiled happily:

"Tsk tsk tsk, she's got quite a temper."

"What, Master Min, you're taking your frustration out on me because you can't refine pills? Is that all you're capable of!"

Min Yue didn't reply, but her brows furrowed as she pondered what problems might have arisen with the fusion of the medicinal properties in the previous batch of pills.

She couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to Yu Shuang.

Yu Shuang, however, did not want to let it go so easily.

She took two steps forward, chin raised, her tone increasingly smug:

"You don't know yet, do you? I've already broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining."

"Now that we're both at the ninth level of Qi Refining, you think you can make me leave so easily!"

Yu Shuang spoke with great enthusiasm.

Everyone else in the courtyard couldn't help but look at her.

Nine layers of Qi refinement.

Among the inner disciples in the Qi Refining stage, they are already among the top.

I'm just one step away from completing Qi Refining and can prepare to attempt Foundation Establishment.

The key is.

Yu Shuang has already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, so can Min Yue still defeat her?

Su Yang also had this question in his mind.

Are the two going to have another big fight today?

He'd better stay far away to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.

Thinking about this...

He involuntarily took two steps back.

Min Yue finally opened her eyes.

She looked at Yu Shuang, showing no emotional fluctuation despite Yu Shuang's ninth level of Qi Refining; her tone remained calm.

"So what if you've broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining? You can't even refine a fasting pill properly, how dare you stand in my alchemy room and point fingers?"

These words struck a nerve with Yu Shuang.

Yu Shuang's smug expression froze instantly, and her face darkened immediately.

She really didn't have much talent for alchemy, and her progress in alchemy was slow.

To this day, he hasn't even fully mastered the Bigu Pill, let alone a first-tier pill.

This is something she is ashamed of.

Especially compared to Min Yue, she seemed quite useless.

Yu Shuang gritted her teeth and snorted coldly:

"So what? None of us can become a first-tier alchemist anyway, so none of us can become the Refining Fire Elder. Isn't the outcome the same?"

What she said was true.

The mandatory requirement for participating in the Elder of Refining Fire's disciple assessment is to become a first-level alchemist.

A first-tier alchemist needs to master the refining of two first-tier pills.

Min Yue has yet to refine the Golden Marrow Pill, and with less than ten days left, the hope is indeed slim.

Min Yue was not angry when she heard this; instead, she smiled.

Her smile was flat, yet carried a hint of condescension:

"Will the results really be the same?"

I saw the smile on her face.

Yu Shuang frowned: "What do you mean?"

Min Yue gazed at her quietly, her tone indifferent:

"What I mean is, even if I can't participate in Elder Lianhuo's disciple assessment this time, our results will not be the same."

"I will become a first-tier alchemist, or even a second-tier alchemist, sooner or later. And you? Yu Shuang, you still can't even refine a Qi Condensation Pill. You'll never become a first-tier alchemist in this lifetime!"

"That's the difference between us. From the very beginning, you couldn't beat me."

These words struck Yu Shuang's deepest sore spot.

Her face flushed instantly.

Enraged, she suddenly drew the magical whip from her waist.

Yu Shuang flicked her wrist, channeling spiritual energy into the whip. A crimson light appeared, and the whip crackled through the air.

"You bitch, you're asking for it!"

She takes action when she does something.

As more and more spiritual energy was poured in, the crimson light on the whip spread out.

A powerful sense of oppression spread outwards.

The servant in the courtyard was so frightened that he turned pale and took several steps back.

Even Chen Yuan's expression turned extremely ugly.

Min Yue stood calmly in place, making no move, and said coldly:

"Try it if you dare."

"Last time I was willing to spar with you privately, but you resorted to violence. I can pretend nothing happened."

"But if you make a move again this time, I will immediately report it to the Enforcement Hall. Inner disciples are not allowed to fight privately. You should know this rule better than I do."

Upon hearing her words, Yu Shuang's whip hovered in mid-air, hesitant to strike.

Her expression stiffened.

If inner disciples engage in private fights, the Enforcement Hall will impose penalties.

Yu Shuang was not afraid of the punishment from the Enforcement Hall. At worst, she would be locked up for a few months and fined some spirit stones.

It meant nothing to her.

But she was afraid of losing face.

She was a dignified inner disciple, a direct descendant of a Foundation Establishment family.

If it was because of a private fight with Min Yue, he was taken away and imprisoned by the law enforcement officers.

If word gets out, where will Yu Shuang put her face?

Thinking about this...

Yu Shuang's grip on the whip tightened and loosened repeatedly.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and took the whip back.

She glared at Min Yue with a face full of resentment:

"You win."

Min Yue didn't look at her again, turned around and looked at the alchemy furnace again, as if she didn't exist.

Yu Shuang felt a tightness in her chest from his dismissive attitude.

His gaze unconsciously swept around the yard.

Suddenly, it landed on Su Yang, who was in a corner.

Su Yang kept his head down, trying to minimize his presence.

He didn't want to get involved in the conflict between Yu Shuang, that crazy woman, and Min Yue anymore.

I was beaten pretty badly last time.

If I get implicated again, I'm afraid I'll suffer again.

Su Yang knew he couldn't get involved and just wanted to remain invisible.

But Yu Shuang noticed him.

"It's you again, you menial servant! What bad luck!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Yu Shuang's eyes.

He raised the whip in his hand again.

Spiritual energy was poured into the whip, and a crimson light shone on it.

"I'm already in a bad mood. I can't touch Min Yue, but you, a lowly servant, are you? Blame it on the fact that you're just a servant!"

The voice just fell.

The whip lashed out at Su Yang with a piercing whistling sound.

The force of this lash was far greater than the two lashes from last time.

With the infusion of spiritual power.

The whip, carrying an unstoppable force and accompanied by a scorching heat wave, lashed straight down towards Su Yang's chest.

Su Yang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He could clearly feel the power of that whip.

If he really was just a menial servant at the first level of Qi Refining.

He was struck by this whip.

At best, it can cause severe cuts and lacerations, resulting in excruciating pain.

In severe cases, it's not impossible for someone to die on the spot.

In that instant.

Su Yang's body tensed up instinctively.

The spiritual energy in the dantian also subconsciously wanted to circulate.