These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"It's simple. You tried to kill me at the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, but you failed. Now that you've missed your best chance, I will become your nightmare. Not just you, but also your companions. I will eliminate them one by one."

The man gritted his teeth.

"So what! The Demon Lord will avenge us! You remnants of the past will die sooner or later!"

Bai Youwei stood up, holding a long sword and pointing it at him.

"Of course I will die, but it will be after Nalan Jie dies. There's no need for him to come looking for me; I will go to him myself."

A flash of sword light, and a huge human head fell to the ground.

Blood splattered, yet it did not stain the girl's clothes.

She sheathed her sword, pushed open the door, and like a startled swan, gracefully disappeared.

The child outside seemed to have seen something, looked up, rubbed his eyes, and pulled the woman next to him.

"Mom! There are immortals here!!"

The woman chuckled.

"What's so strange about immortals? They're everywhere." PS: This rear projection is pretty good, it should be quite nice. I only had one request for the artist: the bear had to be big! Big!

63 The best master, the worst disciple

Another two weeks have passed.

Wei Tu finally obtained this batch of precious materials from Ran Xinxue.

So the boy locked himself in the Medicine King Pavilion for more than half a month, staying right next to the medicine furnace.

During this time, Su Mi, Jiang Ying, and others would come to check on the boy's condition every few days, and Wei Tu also did not leave the Medicine King Pavilion, meticulously refining pills and preparing medicines.

However, contrary to what they imagined, Wei Tu didn't spend all his time with the alluring Mu Xitong. In reality, he spent most of his time discussing the medicinal properties with Mu Xitong.

One of Mu Xitong's talents, who possesses the body of a medicinal spirit, is that she can discern the medicinal properties of pills through careful observation without tasting them; this is an innate ability.

Therefore, as Wei Tu continued to experiment, she could continuously offer Wei Tu advice on which elixirs were best for Lu Qingyan's body tempering.

Their hard work over the past few days has indeed paid off. Wei Tu and Mu Xitong have finally compiled a set of formulas that include medicinal soups, pills, and medicinal baths.

With the aid of these medicinal materials, the success rate of body tempering can be guaranteed to be at least 90%, which is already quite an impressive level.

In the past few days, Wei Tu has been trying to find a more reliable way.

However, an unexpected figure arrived at the Medicine King Pavilion.

"Wei Tu".

Someone was calling to him from outside the window.

At this moment, he was writing "Pharmacy" on the windowsill, his hair was disheveled, and he even looked a bit unkempt, with a thicker stubble around his lips.

While he wouldn't turn into a rough, bearded man, he certainly couldn't be described as clean-cut and handsome anymore.

However, his face has a rugged and weathered look, making people realize that he is nearing twenty and is no longer that young.

At this moment, Wei Tu, who looked somewhat disheveled, looked up and saw Lu Qingyan, and was momentarily stunned.

It wasn't because of the unspoken words in her eyes, nor because of the cold and stunning beauty of her face.

Rather, it's because Lu Qingyan rarely comes to the Medicine King Pavilion. Perhaps it's due to her naturally aloof nature, or rather, it's not that she's targeting anyone. She doesn't particularly like going to the mountain where other elders reside.

Therefore, the number of times he appeared outside the Medicine King Pavilion can be counted on one hand.

And now, Wei Tu seemed to understand why she had come here the moment he saw the look in her eyes.

What else could it be for?

"Master, you've arrived."

Wei Tu stood up with a smile, then walked out of the pavilion's entrance, looking at the aloof and beautiful woman standing under the eaves, wearing a light green dress.

The boy smiled like a child and took the initiative to reach out and hold Lu Qingyan's soft hand.

Lu Qingyan was still a little unaccustomed to the other party's bold behavior, and blushed slightly but did not choose to break free.

His gaze didn't seem to want to avoid it, but he stared at the boy in front of him with a slightly weaker aura.

"I heard from Ying'er and Su Su that you haven't left here for more than half a month."

Wei Tu thought for a moment, "Probably, I've forgotten too, but it's okay, it's only been about half a month, it's nothing to worry about."

Looking at the boy's face, Lu Qingyan saw that his eyes were still clear, but she could almost see the energy he had expended these past few days. This made Lu Qingyan feel very guilty. She knew very well why Wei Tu had been stubbornly staying inside all this time.

"There's no need for my affairs to interfere with your own cultivation."

Wei Tu smiled and shook his head, his smile as bright as the early summer breeze.

"What's the delay? We were going to participate in the Dragon Slaying Tournament anyway. What if we continue cultivating and lose our qualification after breaking through to the God-Gazing Realm?"

"How can one give up spiritual practice for such a reason?"

Lu Qingyan looked at the boy with a hint of reproach.

Wei Tu, however, gripped the woman's hand tightly.

"Of course it's not because of these things. In fact, whether or not I can participate in the Dragon Slaying Tournament is not that important to me. But the most important thing is that I hope to better help my master complete his final body tempering."

"So I've already said that my matter isn't that important, and I can put it aside for now."

More than these feelings of reluctance, Lu Qingyan was concerned that this young man was worrying so much about what was clearly her own business, and that she... had indeed, as he said, started down the wrong path from the very beginning.

As his master, he should feel even more ashamed about this matter.

Wei Tu could tell at a glance what Lu Qingyan was thinking about.

He smiled and shook his head.

"Of course, Master's affairs are of great importance. I was the one who told Master that this path was wrong. If I can't even tell Master what path to take, then what's the point of me saying such things? It's just arrogance. But I won't be arrogant towards Master. I truly hope that Master has a better path to take."

“He’s clearly my disciple, yet he always talks to his master like that…”

Lu Qingyan lowered her head slightly, seemingly ashamed that she could not meet Wei Tu's gaze.

But the boy reached out and gently lifted her chin.

The woman forced Lu Qingyan to look at her, and Lu Qingyan's face flushed even more.

"Still outside...someone saw us..."

Wei Tu suddenly lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips.

Caught off guard, Lu Qingyan stared in astonishment at the mischievous young man.

Wei Tu shrugged and let go.

"Sorry, Master's expression was just too cute, so I couldn't help myself."

Lu Qingyan looked at him shyly, her cheeks puffing out slightly.

"How could you... do this? In public, you..."

"I'll definitely be more careful next time, and I'll always give my master face when we're out."

"You unfilial disciple..."

Lu Qingyan was actually not good at saying anything too cruel. In the past, when she taught Wei Tu, she was not good at speaking, so her best method was to whip him.

Unlike freshly dyed snow, it doesn't easily stir up anger in people's hearts.

Wei Tu smiled brightly, "So be it, I'm a bad disciple. I was never a good disciple to begin with. But I'm a good master."

"You know I'm a good master, yet you still bully me?"

"The fact that a disciple can bully his master can only be described as..."

"Ok?"

"You've been too biased towards your disciple. I know I was wrong. I promise I won't do it outside next time. Let's settle this privately."

"..."

Lu Qingyan's face flushed red.

All the persuasive arguments she had prepared for the boy came out of her mouth.

He always has countless ways to deal with me, to provoke my heartstrings.

Lu Qingyan was truly as innocent as a naive young girl.

Wei Tu gently released Lu Qingyan's hand and then said softly.

"I'll go see my master in a few days. Master, please prepare well and wait for me."

Lu Qingyan looked at Wei Tu, and the words of advice she wanted to give him finally fell silent because of his gaze. She wanted to tell him not to waste his energy and the fruits of his cultivation for the time being.

But looking at the way he smiled at her, Lu Qingyan knew that if she continued to insist, she would only hurt the boy's heart.

More than her own feelings, she didn't want him to think of her as a hesitant and indecisive master.

So she nodded, her face flushed.

"it is good."

After seeing Lu Qingyan off, Wei Tu returned to his room.

After some time, once he had prepared all the necessary pills, prescriptions, and medicinal bath materials, he was ready to leave the Medicine King Pavilion.

Mu Xitong, who was leaning against the windowsill, glanced at him.

"You're going looking like this?"

Wei Tu was taken aback. "What's wrong with my appearance? I don't want to waste any more time. It's just body training anyway."

"Aren't you afraid that your stubble will poke your master?"

Wei Tu looked at Mu Xitong with a serious expression.

"Sister Xitong, that's not right. How can there be so much physical contact during body tempering? We're completely innocent... By the way, where's the knife? I forgot where I put it last time."

Wei Tu washed up and took a shower.

After shaving off his stubble and tying up his long, somewhat messy hair, the refreshed young man once again regained his usual handsome appearance.