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"To make the Spirit Fortifying Pill into a rare grade …" Qing Yue's face was getting redder and redder, "I need … I need a trace of innate Yang energy."
"Where do I get the Innate Primordial Yang Power?" Chu Chen was confused.
"You have it." Qing Yue pointed at Chu Chen embarrassedly.
"I have it?"
"It's actually just a drop of a virgin boy's urine."
At this moment, Chu Chen's face was also red, "Senior sister, how did you know I was a virgin boy?"
The atmosphere between the two became a bit awkward. Qing Yue didn't know what to say. In order to comfort Chu Chen, she said softly, "There's nothing wrong with being a virgin boy. Don't be embarrassed. I'm actually a virgin too."
After saying this, Qing Yue's face was incomparably red. Knowing that she had said something wrong, she ran out with a red face.
"Senior sister Qing Yue is also quite cute." Chu Chen couldn't help but smile and sigh.
According to Qing Yue's method, the rest of the refining process was very smooth. By the time the sun set and the night fell, the five rare grade Spirit Fortifying Pills and ten rare grade Beauty Nourishing Pills had been completely refined.
Senior sister Qing Yue seemed to have gone into hiding. There was no trace of her for the entire day.
After packing up, Chu Chen hurried to the mission hall. The female disciples who had been waiting by the side swarmed over. After getting the Beauty Nourishing Pills, they retreated like a tide.
However, the person who gave out the mission for the Spirit Fortifying Pill still hadn't appeared at the appointed time.
Chu Chen waited for a long time. He guessed that the person who gave out the mission wouldn't appear. After cursing his bad luck, he was about to leave when he saw a familiar figure walk into the mission hall.
"Elder Huang, how come you have time to come to the mission hall?"
Chu Chen didn't expect to meet Elder Huang here. All the outer sect disciples were very familiar with Elder Huang. After all, they had to hand over their monthly medicine to him.
Elder Huang gave people the impression that he was very strict. Many outer sect disciples, even if they had enough medicine on them, were scared to death when they entered the medicine hall where Elder Huang was.
"Yes, I came to see everyone." Elder Huang was surprisingly amiable today. After nodding at Chu Chen, he kept pacing back and forth in front of the mission board.
Chu Chen felt a little strange and did not pay much attention to it. He walked out of the Mission Hall on his own accord. He did not expect Elder Huang to follow him out.
"Elder, is there something I can help you with?" Chu Chen stopped.
"You're the Little Medicine Saint?" Elder Huang lowered his voice and his old face actually showed some embarrassment.
"That's just a compliment from those female disciples."
"I'm here to get the Core Fortifying Pill for Jade Tablet No. 15479."
Chu Chen was stunned. He never thought that the person who needed the aphrodisiac would be the usually strict Elder Huang of the Outer Sect.
"Don't misunderstand, I'm here to get the Foundation Fortifying Pill for someone else." Elder Huang's dark face actually turned a little red.
Chu Chen really did not expect Elder Huang to have such a secret that he could not tell others. After taking so many missions to refine pills, one could only say that all kinds of birds could be seen.
"Don't tell anyone that I'm the one who issued this mission." After repeatedly reminding Chu Chen, Elder Huang hurriedly prepared to leave after handing over the money and the medicine.
"Junior Brother Chu, I already said that there's no need to worry. The person who needs the Core Fortifying Pill will definitely come.
He really kept his word, "the carefree Senior Sister Chi Xia said loudly as she appeared out of nowhere and patted Chu Chen's shoulder.
At this moment, the bustling Mission Hall was completely silent. All eyes were on Elder Huang who had already taken a few steps out.
"Core Fortifying Pill, Elder Huang actually eats this kind of thing."
"He usually acts like a dog and is extremely strict with us. So it turns out that he has an unspeakable tolerance."
"Elder Huang's masculinity cannot be aroused. The Little Medicine Saint's miraculous hands can bring back the dying.
Elder Huang, who was standing in front of the Mission Hall, was petrified bit by bit. He even had the thought of dying.
Senior Sister Chi Xia, who realized that she had caused trouble, quickly ran away. She only saw Elder Huang's back view and did not recognize him, which was why she shouted loudly.
Chu Chen suddenly felt that his life as a medicine master had left behind an unforgettable memory.
Chu Chen returned to his small courtyard with 400 spirit stones in his pocket. Only then did he realize that he had forgotten to take on a new mission. Thus, he went to the Mission Hall early the next morning.
Just as he arrived in front of the mission board, a rough voice suddenly pierced through the noisy Mission Hall. It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in the sky.
"Little dog Chu Chen, hurry up and come out to meet your death!"
This loud roar was like a sudden clap of thunder that instantly covered all the other sounds in the Mission Hall. In an instant, the Mission Hall was silent for a moment. Everyone's gaze turned to Chu Chen in unison.
He frowned. Chu Chen looked up and saw that at the entrance of the Mission Hall, a few gloomy looking disciples were working together to lift a wooden plank. A middle-aged disciple was lying on the plank with blood flowing from his nose and mouth. In front of them was a tall inner disciple with a faint scar on his face. His face was filled with grief and indignation as he glared fiercely at Chu Chen with bloodshot eyes.
This inner disciple with a scar on his face was somewhat familiar. He remembered that he had asked Chu Chen to order some pills a few days ago.
Chu Chen stood in place without batting an eyelid.
The tall inner disciple shouted with a gloomy face, "A few days ago, a few of us suffered some injuries and wanted to ask you for some pills to heal our injuries. We thought that with the title of the Little Medicine Saint, you would naturally have a compassionate heart. But we didn't know that you would actually use that little bit of fame to demand an exorbitant price. A small Qi Replenishing and Blood Forming Pill costs 5 spirit stones! For 6 pills, you took 30 spirit stones from us! "
The gloomy disciple's voice was extremely loud and clear. It was like a sudden clap of thunder that attracted the attention of everyone in the Mission Hall.
"It's fine if you demand an exorbitant price! If the pills were effective, we wouldn't have dared to say anything. But who would have thought that you would be so deranged as to pass off shoddy goods as genuine. We don't know what you did to the pills, but it made the Qi Replenishing and Blood Forming Pill look like a precious item. In essence, it doesn't have any curative effects! Our injuries haven't healed at all, and one of our Senior Brothers even spat out large mouthfuls of blood. His condition is even more serious. If you don't give us an explanation today, don't even think about staying in Biquan Xianzong. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall was in an uproar!
The Little Medicine Saint, Chu Chen, was famous for his fair prices. Everyone in the Mission Hall knew that a precious Blood Forming Pill cost at least 20 spirit stones. Chu Chen only asked for 5 spirit stones. He was absolutely generous.
The other party knew that they couldn't make a fuss about the price, so they slandered Chu Chen for selling fake pills. To a medicine master, there was nothing more damaging than taking his medicine to cure a disease and then killing someone.
Everyone in the Mission Hall was whispering. No one stood on the side of the troublemaking disciples. They couldn't help but sympathize with Chu Chen.
Some people even recognized that the cold-faced disciple was sent into the inner sect by the outer sect's Senior Brother, Yao Jinghai.
Those who were quick-witted immediately thought of the grudge between Chu Chen and Yao Jinghai. The cold-faced disciple said a lot of things, but the last sentence was to make Chu Chen leave Biquan Xianzong. It was clear as day.
When Chu Chen saw the ruthless look in that sinister disciple's eyes that wanted to kill him, Chu Chen was very clear. It seemed that his fame as the Little Alchemy Saint had caused Yao Jinghai to be unable to endure it any longer. He had sent someone to cause trouble for him and then used this opportunity to drive him out of the sect.
"Everyone, look at how my Senior Brother has been cheated by his fake pills."
The cold-faced disciple pointed behind him. The middle-aged disciple, who was carried by several people behind him, immediately coughed up large mouthfuls of blood. He looked very miserable.
"Little Medicine Saint, Chu Chen."
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