The improved female villains regained their memories.

Elixirs, those that have undergone six or more transformations are considered celestial elixirs, while those below six transformations are considered mortal elixirs.

In today's world, spiritual energy is declining. Apart from the Yan Kingdom's royal palace, there are no other places where spiritual energy flourishes. Immortals do not appear, and it is difficult to obtain pills of level six or higher.

Unlike spirit talisman masters, alchemists can be learned by anyone, regardless of whether they are immortals or mortals. For alchemists, the enhancement of spiritual energy simply depends on whether they can transform pills into elixirs of immortality. In this world where spiritual energy is declining, alchemists are actually the most sought-after.

The old man was not good at martial arts, but he was good at alchemy. His identity as an alchemist was that of a soldier who went to war.

Alchemists can not only concoct holy medicines for healing, but also pills with other effects, such as: strength pills, great strength pills, endurance pills, explosive pills, gas explosion pills, etc. Some of these pills can increase the strength of ordinary people, making it easy for them to fight against multiple opponents.

Old Master Qian was exceptionally gifted and was a genuine fifth-level alchemist. If it weren't for the decline of spiritual energy, which prevented him from becoming an immortal, his achievements would likely have been even greater.

"The most powerful pill..."

The old man suddenly laughed, revealing a set of yellow teeth: "Little fellow, you really dare to spout such nonsense."

When he was a child, his father taught everyone martial arts, but he alone stayed in the house, studying elixirs.

His father was not satisfied with his behavior, so he called him over and said to him, "Qian Mo, why are you hiding in your room all day instead of practicing martial arts with everyone?"

"Father, I want to refine elixirs."

"Alchemy?" The father frowned. "Do you know that in today's world, spiritual energy is declining? By the time you grow up, the spiritual energy will probably have almost completely dissipated. Although alchemists are valued, they are not included in the examination for officials in our dynasty. I hope that you can learn martial arts well, join the army when you grow up, protect your country, and then get an official position to train your descendants somewhere and pass on the Qian family's swordsmanship."

"But Father, I really want to refine pills."

"Didn't I tell you that spiritual energy will decline? Even if you refine it your whole life, you won't be able to refine an immortal pill."

“I know, but…”

Little Qian Mo stubbornly said:

"I still want to refine the most powerful elixir!"

Chapter 143 A Resolute Heart

Su Murong got busy.

Like Yang Pingsheng, she also began shuttling between pharmacies and taverns, keeping herself extremely busy every day.

Unlike Yang Pingsheng, Su Murong worked separately at the pharmacy. Yang Pingsheng did most of the odd jobs, while Su Murong worked as a helper in the pharmacy's back office.

I don't know what they're doing.

The system was easily appeased. This guy's anger came and went inexplicably, and in just one day, it was happily chatting with Yang Pingsheng about the arrangements of the Heavenly Dao again.

"Let's start planning. First, we need to deal with the talisman master, that foreigner. We absolutely cannot let him have any close contact with the female villain!"

"There's nothing we can do to stop this, is there?"

"Don't be impatient. The Heavenly Dao's plan has already begun, and you will soon see the results."

Yang Pingsheng said "Oh," and then, thinking of Su Murong's recent unusual behavior, said, "By the way, Su Murong has been in contact with Old Man Qian lately. Is it really okay to just let this go unchecked?"

"Oh, it's nothing, don't worry about it!"

The system said, "We just need to focus on those three points about the female villain; everything else is irrelevant!"

Yes, as long as you grasp those three points, the female villain's transformation will be complete.

Everything else is unimportant.

The system remained confident, but Yang Pingsheng was uneasy.

Is it really...unimportant?

"Let's take this opportunity to deal with those foreigners."

The system generated an item and handed it to Yang Pingsheng.

"Those who betray their country deserve to die, don't they?"

Yang Pingsheng remained silent.

He looked out at the street; spring was in full bloom, and everything was coming back to life.

The snow has melted.

Spring is here, and the barbarians are coming too.

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The fire on the cutting board went out, and something exploded inside the cauldron, emitting puffs of smoke.

Su Murong was choked by the smoke and opened the lid, only to find that the pills inside had turned to ashes.

Within those tiny specks of ash, there were glimmers of light, which looked like crystals.

Su Murong picked it up, looked at it, and put it in his pocket.

"Failed again..."

She sighed helplessly.

Alchemy is not 100% successful; the higher the grade of the elixir, the greater the probability of failure.

The so-called crystals were nothing but dregs of medicine. Old Man Qian asked her to collect the crystals so that he could determine how many times she had failed.

Stepping out of the basement and into the main hall filled with the smell of tobacco, the old man sat there smoking. Seeing Su Murong come out, he put down his cigarette and asked, "How was it?"

"Failed again." Su Murong took out the crystal.

The old man looked at it, remained silent for a long time, and then asked, "How many times have you failed?"

"The sixth time."

"To be precise, this is the sixth time today, and you have failed 527 times this week."

Although he didn't want to discourage her, the old man still spoke his mind: "You're not suited for alchemy."

Alchemy requires extremely high levels of endurance, meticulousness, and judgment.

The process of alchemy is tedious and boring, and every investment in alchemy is potentially a complete loss. Su Murong is a greedy person, and he puts psychological pressure on himself when refining pills because he is worried about wasting the materials, so it is difficult for him to guarantee that he will not fail.

Su Murong pursed her lips: "I don't want to give up."

"...Whatever you want."

As the old man spoke, he bent down and took out a new prescription: "Change the pills, a first-stage endurance pill and a second-stage explosive energy pill."

Su Murong took it, then walked back to the underground chamber. The old man watched her retreating figure, speechless for a long time.

Su Murong's heart was ultimately not settled.

Alchemists value entering a meditative state most. They often forget everything else when they start making pills, and it is common for them to not eat or drink and concentrate for several days in a row. He felt that Su Murong was burning with desire, and it was actually very difficult for her to sit there quietly.

He didn't know whether letting her embark on the path of alchemy was a good thing or a bad thing.

He picked up a cigarette and started smoking, thinking, before drifting into a drowsy sleep. Suddenly, a loud bang came from the ground, waking him up.

boom!

Large swaths of dust billowed out from the basement. The old man tumbled over the counter and rushed down into the ground.

He walked around the shattered wooden door, stepped through the debris, waved away the smoke, and shouted, "What are you doing...?"

He stood there, stunned.

A small vortex condensed in Su Murong's palm.

The system said that Su Murong was able to master the popularity talisman because he received help from the foreigner, which gave him a significant advantage.

Popularity originates from people; it is a unique kind of energy belonging to people. Su Murong has extremely high popularity, so the popularity talisman is perfect for her.

That's why the system kept telling Yang Pingsheng to keep an eye on the foreigner; the method of drawing talismans with popularity must not be allowed to be obtained by her.

but now……

Old Qian's eyes cleared, and he instinctively widened his gaze: "This, this is..."

A small vortex of energy entered Su Murong's dantian. She let out a long breath and threw a punch, which actually made a sound of air being torn apart.

"Old man Qian, don't be surprised, this is just a small idea of ​​mine."

The airflow was contained in Su Murong's palm, covered by flames, and firmly under her control.

"You said that elixirs are made using fire energy. What would happen if we replaced the fire energy with human energy?"

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boom!

The tavern door was kicked open without mercy by the soldier.

"Old man, someone reported you for colluding with barbarian thieves. We're going to seal off this place. You and your brothers will have to come over."

The foreigner stood behind the counter, his eyes shifting from the ledger to the soldier in front of him.

After a long pause, he slowly nodded.

"it is good."

He was locked in a gloomy prison, dressed in prison clothes, the damp air seeping into his stomach, making him look utterly wretched.

His heavy breathing, though shrouded in darkness, could not extinguish the light in his eyes.

He heard footsteps approaching, looked up, and saw Yang Pingsheng standing outside with food in his hands.

Why are you here?

"Send some food to the shopkeeper."

Yang Pingsheng put down the basket and handed in the lotus leaf buns and roast chicken inside. The foreigner watched silently, took them, and ate them in big mouthfuls.

Did you bring any alcohol?

"I brought it."

The wine was poured into the bowl with a splash, and the foreigner took it and drank it all in one gulp.

Yang Pingsheng stood silently, watching him.

How's it going at the tavern?

"They're all gone."

"Really……"