Ling Xuewei only felt a flash before her eyes, and the surrounding scene changed instantly.
One second she was pressed by Ye Moyan among the flowers in the sea of flowers, and the next second she was lying on a soft and comfortable bed.
Ye Moyan naturally hugged Ling Xuewei tightly.
Ling Xuewei didn't even bother to push Ye Moyan anymore, she had completely given up on treatment.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Ling Xuewei's tone was helpless.
"You agreed that you would spend one day with me every month. Tell me how much debt you owe me?" Ye Moyan buried his head in Ling Xuewei's shoulder. He seemed to be enjoying his current situation.
"Can you blame me?" Ling Xuewei rolled her eyes, "I promised you that I was not wrong, but what can I do if you don't show up? It's strange to say that no matter what I did in the past, you were always there.
All kinds of places suddenly appeared. It has been several months now, and this is the first time I have seen you missing for such a long time."
"Hahaha……"
Ye Moyan laughed happily.
"I knew you would miss me. Sure enough, you are always thinking about me!"
Ye Moyan happily tightened his arms and hugged Ling Xuewei tighter.
"I say there must be a limit to narcissism!" Ling Xuewei looked at Ye Moyan speechlessly.
"Weier, you are my woman, do you hear that I don't allow you to have sex outside?" Ye Moyan said softly to Ling Xuewei, but his tone was unprecedentedly harsh, "That Yuchixi is not a good person.
You have to stay away from him!"
"Are you telling me to stay away from Yuchixi simply because of jealousy, or because you are afraid that Yuchixi will be harmful to me?" Ling Xuewei curled her lips, and then sneered, "I think you are just because of jealousy. Yuchixi is basically an alchemy fanatic.
Not interested in anything other than alchemy!"
"Hey! Tell me!"
Ling Xuewei no longer waited for Ye Moyan's answer because she had already woken up from her dream.
Ling Xuewei opened her eyes and looked at the bed curtain above.
The bed she was sleeping on now, both in style and feel, was completely different from the bed she was lying on before she woke up from the dream.
It took Ling Xuewei a few seconds to finally realize that she had completely left that strange dream.
"What a mess!" Ling Xuewei complained angrily.
The bean paste bun lying next to Ling Xuewei seemed to have just woken up. After rolling on the bed, he stretched a lot.
Ling Xuewei now believes more and more that what she just experienced was just an ordinary dream, because only dreams can be so illogical and look messy.
"Bean paste buns, did you sleep well last night?" Ling Xuewei reached out and rubbed Ye Moyan's head.
When Ye Moyan heard Ling Xuewei say those random words, he was so angry that he rushed up.
Sure enough, Ling Xuewei didn't take his warning to heart.
A mess?
What is a mess?
Ling Xuewei is having sex outside, can she still be rational?
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Soon the alchemist's third competition officially began.
"Xuewei, success or failure depends on this. Now is the last competition. Are you ready for the elixir?" Qingcheng quietly approached Ling Xuewei and asked before the competition officially started.
"You didn't bring any spiritual stones to participate in this alchemy competition. Why do you look more nervous than those of us who have placed bets?" Ling Xuewei looked at Qingcheng in a funny way.
"Can I not be nervous? This is 40 million pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones. The competition is always uncertain. If you lose the competition..."
Qingcheng can't even imagine that scene.
She snorted.
"Anyway, we can't let those bad guys from the Heavenly Beast Sect be proud!"
Qingcheng and Ling Xuewei have been together for a long time, and they have long shared the same hatred with Ling Xuewei and the others. As an enemy of the Tianshou Sect, they must not show mercy.
"Do you think it's possible for me to give the spiritual stone to the Heavenly Beast Sect for nothing?" Ling Xuewei asked with a smile.
"Xuewei, it's not that I don't believe in your abilities, it's just..." Qingcheng lowered her head and did not continue.
In the past few days, she followed Zhang Yuanming around Yuedong Village. Naturally, the cultivators in Yuedong Village had thoroughly studied all the alchemists participating in the competition.
Various analyzes on the final result of this competition are not only endless, but also all coherent.
Those cultivators analyzed all the alchemists, and no matter what aspect they analyzed, Ling Xuewei had no chance of winning.
The more Qingcheng learns about the situation of all parties, the more worried she becomes about Ling Xuewei's competition this time.
Qingcheng asked herself that she was still very clear about Ling Xuewei's situation. Those cultivators staying in Yuedong Village had naturally investigated Ling Xuewei during this period. There was not much information from what they had investigated compared to what Qingcheng had learned.
Going in and out is what makes Qingcheng most uneasy.
There is no discrepancy in Ling Xuewei's situation, which means the final analysis results are more credible.
"Just what?" Ling Xuewei raised her eyes and looked at Qingcheng, pretending to be very angry.
"The key to this alchemist competition is in the third game. In fact, the first two competitions are just a cover. In the end, if the alchemist wants to win, it is actually the forces behind the alchemists who are fighting for it." Qingcheng said seriously.
"Not bad!" Ling Xuewei looked at Qingcheng with admiration, "It seems like you have done a lot of homework."
"Red Moon City just wants the alchemist to bring out the best elixir in his hand, but no one cares whether the elixir was refined by the alchemist himself or not. As long as it enters the third round of the competition, no one cares."
Qingcheng continued.
"The purpose of the first two rounds of this alchemist competition is just to serve as a screening function. Those who can enter the third round are the best among all the alchemists participating in this competition."
This was the first time Ling Xuewei heard Qingcheng's long speech, and she listened very seriously.
"As long as the contestants who enter the third round of the alchemy competition are good enough, it will be fine. As for whether the contestants in the third round of competition are good enough to refine elixir-level elixirs, Red Moon City will not go there.
Study it thoroughly."
Qingcheng continued.
"All the alchemists participating in the competition can refine the elixir, so it is absolutely impossible to win by relying on the elixir. Therefore, the key to the third competition is the elixir!"
"Qingcheng, I realized that I really underestimated you. What you said was clear-cut and not wrong at all!" Ling Xuewei said with a smile.
"Most of these are the analysis of the cultivators from Yuedong Village." Qingcheng became more and more embarrassed, "I just copied their words."
"The head of the Yuchi family is an alchemist at the level of an elixir, so Yuchixi will definitely be able to get it."
Ling Xuewei continued what Qingcheng said.
"He Xiujie is the elder of the Heavenly Beast Sect. As one of the eight most prestigious sects in the Cangyu Realm, it is not surprising that the Heavenly Beast Sect can come up with elixir-level elixirs. There are also several contestants who are also very vocal.
Gao, the forces behind them may also have the elixir. So the key now is whoever comes up with the elixir is even more powerful."
"Xuewei, why are you still looking so nonchalant? This is an elixir, an elixir!"
Qingcheng said.
"Brother Zhang told me that if you want to successfully refine an elixir, it is more than ten times more difficult than a spiritual elixir. Alchemists at the Dan Sect level simply do not have the ability to refine elixirs. Only alchemists at the Alchemy Sage level can do this.
Ability refining!"
The more Qingcheng talked, the more excited she became.
"There are only a few alchemists at the Alchemy Sage level in the entire Middle Earth, and we in Cang Yun Realm only have one head of the Yuchi family, so elixirs cannot be obtained casually."
Ling Xuewei also knew that alchemists at the Alchemy Saint level were almost as precious as endangered animals.
But who allowed Ling Xuewei to possess such a heaven-defying artifact, the Shennong Orb.
Relying on the Shennong Orb, Ling Xuewei can have the ability of an alchemist at the level of an alchemist, and can refine elixirs that are a whole level beyond her alchemy abilities.
Ling Xuewei can now refine top-grade elixirs without using Shennong's Orbs. After she uses Shennong's Orbs, the highest-quality elixirs she can refine can become top-grade elixirs in no time.
There must be many forces that can obtain elixirs, but Ling Xuewei is estimated to be the only one with high-grade elixirs, including the Yuchi family.
Ling Xuewei naturally knew what Qingcheng was worried about.
Behind Ling Xuewei was the Tianxing Sect, and the Tianxing Sect was just a middling sect in Cang Yun Realm.
Naturally, the family fortune of Tianxing Sect cannot be compared with that of Tianshou Sect. The chance of Tianxing Sect being able to come up with an elixir is extremely slim.
In addition, Ling Xuewei came to Yuedong Village alone, and she was not accompanied by the elders of the Tianxing Sect.
Therefore, even if the Tianxing Sect had the elixir, no one would believe that the Tianxing Sect would hand over such an important thing to a disciple who had just started.
If Ling Xuewei ran away, the Tianxing Sect would really suffer a heavy loss.
"I not only have the elixir in my hand now, but the elixir in my hand is probably no worse than the best elixir in the Yuchi family!" Ling Xuewei gave Qingcheng a thorough explanation.
"This...!" Qingcheng held it in for a long time, and finally said only a few words, "This is not true..."
Qingcheng listened to a group of cultivators talking about the magical elixir. If that force possessed an elixir, it would be like possessing an invincible magic weapon.
That's why Qingcheng had such a big reaction when she heard Ling Xuewei talking about her elixir.
In Qingcheng's consciousness, the elixir has become something that no cultivator can own privately.