Primordial Treasure Mirror

Zhou Dazhu's words made Su Yang feel a little relieved.

It seems that Zhang Wan and the others were not specifically targeting him, but simply wanted to obtain Huang Ya Dan.

Su Yang glanced at Zhou Dazhu and asked:

"So, how did you refuse, senior brother?"

Zhou Dazhu curled his lip:

"How else can I refuse? I'll just tell them that I'm about to break through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and one Yellow Sprout Pill might not be enough. I need two."

Su Yang nodded slightly.

Zhou Dazhu's reason for refusing was reasonable.

He has now reached the third level of Qi Refining, and while the Yellow Sprout Pill can help him break through the bottleneck, success is not guaranteed. It is only right to have an extra one.

"Then I wish you a speedy breakthrough to the mid-stage of Qi Refining, Senior Brother."

Su Yang said with a smile.

Zhou Dazhu also smiled:

"Thank you for your kind words, Junior Brother. I'm also thinking of breaking through as soon as possible. Then I can spend more time cultivating my spells. Maybe I'll have some talent for combat and be able to enter the outer sect."

......

Su Yang didn't encounter any new rogue cultivators looking for him in the afternoon.

Returning to his room in the evening, he took out the alchemy furnace while thinking:

"If Senior Brother Zhou breaks through, the rogue cultivators should stop bothering him. But it's different for me; I'm afraid I'll still be bothered for a while."

Su Yang sighed:

"I should focus my energy on alchemy and cultivation; these troubles are beyond my control."

These past few days, he has been unable to refine the skin-healing pill.

The Skin Healing Pill is indeed a first-tier pill with relatively low difficulty in refining, but it is still a first-tier pill no matter what.

The requirements for alchemists' alchemy skills and experience are much higher than those for fasting pills.

Su Yang refines two batches every day, but he's still just one step away from finishing.

However, it wasn't entirely fruitless.

Although both attempts yesterday failed, two worthless pills were produced in the last attempt.

Although the quality of the discarded pills was poor, there were still results, which at least showed that we were on the right track.

"If you practice for a few more days, you might just succeed."

That night.

Su Yang refined two batches, and the second batch turned into two unusable pills, though their quality was somewhat better.

He was in a good mood.

I originally planned to keep this good mood for a day.

As a result, the next afternoon...

Su Yang was working in the spirit field when someone from the neighborhood came looking for him.

This time it was also a woman, but unlike Zhang Wan, who was charming and plump, she was thin and short, with a shrewd face and a sinister look in her eyes, making people feel very uncomfortable.

Her first words were:

"Junior Brother Su, I heard you have some extra Yellow Sprout Pills..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Yang felt a surge of irritation, ruining his good mood for the entire day.

He interrupted the woman before she could finish speaking:

"No, it's already sold. You'll have to find someone else!"

The woman was taken aback by his words and her face instantly turned ugly. Unable to utter the rest of her words, she could only leave dejectedly.

Watching her departing figure, Su Yang couldn't help but curse inwardly:

"Are these people crazy?"

"They probably planned this all along, taking turns coming to see me. Yesterday you came, today she comes, tomorrow he comes, taking turns to disgust me in different ways."

"These people are too afraid to just take it directly, so they're resorting to this kind of 'wearing me down' approach, hoping I'll get fed up and scared, and hand over the yellow yam pills on my own? Dream on!"

Su Yang took a deep breath and continued working.

"Let's just keep dragging this out. I have plenty of time. Let's see who can't take it anymore first."

"Just be patient a little longer. Once they realize that I'm not getting any benefit from this, they'll naturally give up."

After a busy day.

Su Yang returned to the house.

It wasn't dark yet, and he was just thinking about whether he should make another batch of Healing Pills tonight when there was another knock on the door.

Su Yang opened the door, and Zhang Wan was standing outside. His face immediately darkened.

Today, Zhang Wan didn't wear her servant's clothes. Instead, she changed into a plain floral dress and re-combed her hair, making it clear that she had dressed up carefully.

She looked at Su Yang with a beaming smile, her allure naturally radiating:

"Junior Brother Su, you must have had a very tough time these past few days?"

Su Yang looked at her expressionlessly:

"What brings Senior Sister Zhang here to see me again?"

Zhang Wan looked him up and down, and said in a familiar tone:

"Your senior sister is just worried about you. Look at you, living alone in this dilapidated house, with no one to talk to."

"My senior sister has been through this before, and she understands it very well. It's not easy to cultivate alone. Having someone by your side makes life much easier."

Su Yang looked at her quietly without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhang Wan didn't feel embarrassed and continued to chatter on and on.

She started by talking about how hard it was to be a rogue cultivator, and how she finally managed to enter a sect. She also talked about how happy she and her husband were back then. In the end, she mentioned that her cultivation had not been able to break through, and her eyes reddened.

Su Yang listened from the side, his face and heart completely calm.

"Keep acting, keep acting. With your acting skills, you could be a leading actor in any ordinary opera troupe."

After rambling on for a while, Zhang Wan finally spoke:

"Junior Brother Su, please have pity on Senior Sister and lend me that Yellow Sprout Pill."

"I can promise that once I break through to the fifth level of Qi Refining, I will definitely be with you, and I will repay you with double the amount of pills."

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Zhang Wan paused, glanced at Su Yang, and spoke with a meaningful tone:

"Furthermore, after you give the Yellow Bud Pill to your senior sister, I guarantee that no one will bother you again."

Zhang Wan's words came out.

Su Yang's gaze immediately sharpened.

"What does she mean by that? Does she mean that all those rogue cultivators these past few days were instigated by her?"

He looked directly at Zhang Wan and caught a glimpse of smugness in her eyes.

Su Yang felt a chill in his heart:

"Sure enough, the constant harassment I've received these past few days is largely thanks to her."

"She must have stirred up trouble among those independent cultivators. Most likely, she was the one who spread the word that Zhou Dazhu and I had Huangyadan, and used others as pawns."

"In the end, he stepped forward to play the good guy and tricked Huang Yadan."

He already had two suspects in mind: Liu Mei and Zhang Wan.

Zhang Wan most likely learned about it from Liu Mei.

But it now seems that the troubles of the other independent cultivators were most likely caused by Zhang Wan.

Thinking about this.

Su Yang's expression turned completely cold:

"Senior Sister Zhang, I've already told you, the Huangyadan has been sold to someone else and I can't lend it to you anymore. You've come to the wrong person."

Zhang Wan's smile finally faded, and her tone turned cold:

"Junior Brother Su, leave a way out for others, so you can meet again in the future. If you refuse to help me today, you will inevitably encounter trouble on Cui Ling Peak in the future."

Su Yang looked at her: "Is Senior Sister Zhang threatening me?"

Zhang Wan smiled, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Su Yang frowned, knowing that Zhang Wan wouldn't let him off so easily.

It's likely that countless people will bother him in the coming days.

But he underestimated the woman's vengeful nature.

In the evening.

Su Yang had just finished refining the first batch of pills and was about to refine the second batch.

Suddenly someone approached and pushed the door open.