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Ten days later, Murong Yan refined the first batch of Glazed Umbrella and sent them to the marketplace at the foot of the mountain.

They refined low rank Glazed Umbrella, and the materials required to refine one was twenty low rank Spirit Stone, after successful refinement, they could be sold for fifty low rank Spirit Stone.

Just one was enough to earn thirty Inferior Grade Spirit Stone.

Their first batch consisted of three Glazed Umbrella. They sold a total of one hundred and fifty low-ranked Spirit Stone, which earned them ninety pieces of Spirit Stone.

The two of them split the loot, and each person got forty-five pieces of low-ranked Spirit Stone.

Yan Qingyang immediately went to buy three bottles of Inferior Grade Spirit Accumulate Pill, treating it as candy!

During this time, Lu Yun had also been quite busy with her cultivation.

In a blink of an eye, a month had passed. Even though the lower tier Spirit Accumulate Pill was eaten like sugar beans, Yan Qingyang's cultivation had still not progressed.

That night, Lu Yun suddenly rushed into the room and shouted excitedly, "I drew the Qi into my body!"

Jin Rong was still as skinny as before. She rushed over and surrounded Lu Yun, flattering her nonstop.

Chu Zhenzhen carried a Spirit Fruit and gnawed at it. She glanced at Lu Yun, then ignored her and continued chewing.

Her Spirit Fruit was gifted to her by the kitchen manager, it was just a fruit with a little bit of spirit energy.

Lu Yun humphed and looked arrogantly at Yan Qingyang. She mocked, "Trash is trash. You can't draw qi into your body. If it were me, I would have long gone down the mountain!"

Jin Rong smiled awkwardly.

Lu Yun's words turned the whole room upside down.

However, Lu Yun did not care. She had already channeled her energy into her body, and her First Level of Meditation would arrive very soon. Perhaps she was the only one who could stay in this room.

Thinking of this, she looked at the others as if they were ants.

Yan Qingyang touched one of Chu Liu-Li's Spirit Fruit and bit into it. Without even looking at Lu Yun, she said, "It's said that someone had been luring his Qi into his body for half a year and was chased down the mountain before reaching the First Level of Meditation!"

"You, hmph, can't eat grapes and call them sour grapes! Just you wait! " Lu Yun stamped her feet and left like the wind!

Yan Qingyang sighed. She said that she wasn't going to argue with a little girl, so why did she become so narrow-minded recently? Was it infected by Lu Yun?

Ten days later, Yan Qingyang's cultivation still had no progress.

She frowned. She had truly overestimated her own aptitude. Back then, she had given Luo Hsing the pellets she had given her. Those Spirit Accumulate Pill s were high-grade even if they didn't eat the mid-tier ones. They were given to Luo Hsing like flowing water.

Only after a long while did Luo Hsing's Qi enter her body. Could it be that the quality of the Spirit Accumulate Pill I am eating now is too low?

Spirit Accumulate Pill s were the lowest grade of medicines, lower tier Spirit Accumulate Pill s required ten pieces per bottle, middle tier Spirit Accumulate Pill s required fifty pieces, and upper tier Spirit Stone required a hundred and fifty pieces.

Even though Murong Yan was becoming more and more adept at refining artifacts, he still couldn't afford to eat high grade Spirit Accumulate Pill.

No matter what, she had to give it a try. Yan Qingyang immediately bought another bottle of Medial Grade Spirit Accumulate Pill and a bottle of Superior Grade Spirit Accumulate Pill, spending all of them.

Even after eating, he still did not draw in any qi into his body.

Another month has passed, Murong Yan knew, so he said mockingly: "You really think of pills as candy, that's really extravagant. The problem is, how much trash are you, eating so many Spirit Accumulate Pill is useless, could this be the legendary … … Rotten wood, unable to be carved? "

Yan Qingyang looked at him and said, "Scram!"

Murong Yan and Yan Qingyang were safe and sound, which surprised the people from Artifact Refining Hall.

It had to be known that Murong Yan had always been swapping people. He had beaten out so many service disciples. This little girl, who was powerless and could not draw air into her body, was actually able to hold back the great devil.

Steward Liu had planned to switch jobs after knowing that Yan Qingyang was safe.

However, Murong Yan had said that Yan Qingyang would be the one to be named. No one else would be allowed to do so.

Murong Yan was an outer sect disciple and was already at the Fifth Level of Meditation at such a young age. With such a short temper, he could be considered the strongest outer sect disciple.

However, Yan Qingyang was not afraid of Murong Yan. After teaching him for so long, he could be considered her disciple. How can a master be afraid of a disciple?

Today, Yan Qingyang left the Artifact Refining Room and just as she was about to go buy ores for Murong Yan, she saw Chu Zhenzhen running over with a head full of sweat.

Chu Zhenzhen was fat and she ran hurriedly. After running for a while, her face was red and her clothes were soaked. It could be said that she was in a very sorry state.

"Qingyang, no …" Not good, Lu Yun … Lu Yun's Spirit Accumulate Pill is lost again! " Chu Zhenzhen gasped for breath when she saw Yan Qingyang.

"What?" Again? " Yan Qingyang frowned.

Yeah, she found a bottle of Spirit Accumulate Pill s by your bed. Chu Zhenzhen said as she wiped her sweat.

Yan Qingyang's heart sank. Recently, she had eaten Medial Grade and Superior Grade Spirit Accumulate Pill. A bottle of Inferior Grade Spirit Accumulate Pill was placed under her pillow and she had actually forgotten to keep it.

Seeing Yan Qingyang in a daze, Chu Zhenzhen hurriedly pulled her and said, "I feel that this time …" Lu Yun doesn't seem to be lying. Qingyang, you must be careful and think of a good countermeasure.

"Hur hur, looks like you're in trouble?" At this moment, Murong Yan slowly walked out and said as if he was watching a good show.

Chu Zhenzhen saw Murong Yan at a glance.

The young man's skin was like jade, his expression was lazy, and his eyes were cold. However, his face was even more devilish, with a gorgeous appearance.

"You, who are you?" Chu Zhenzhen began to stutter.

Murong Yan was used to seeing Female Cultivator being so infatuated with him. He glanced at Chu Zhenzhen with disdain, and said with a cold tone, "Scram!"

Yan Qingyang glared at Murong Yan and pulled Chu Zhenzhen, saying, "Let's go back first!"

The two of them hurriedly returned to their residence. Sure enough, Steward Liu, Lu Yun, and Jin Rong were all in the room.

"Chu Zhenzhen, you went to report?" Hmph, what use is there for you to keep this piece of trash here! " Lu Yun said with red eyes.

Then he spat, "Not only is he useless, he's a thief!"

Yan Qingyang's expression turned serious. "Lu Yun, don't spout nonsense. Who are you calling a thief?"

Lu Yun raised the bottle in her hand. "I meant you! Thief, you stole my Spirit Accumulate Pill! "

Yan Qingyang snorted coldly, "What, all the Spirit Accumulate Pill are yours?"

"Of course it's mine, my Spirit Accumulate Pill was given to me by my elder sister, what about yours, where did yours come from?" Lu Yun said bitterly.

"Since someone gave it to you, naturally, someone else gave it to you as well. Is this really that rare?" Yan Qingyang walked up to Lu Yun and grabbed the bottle from her hands. "Give it back to me!"

Lu Yun was so angry that her entire body was trembling. She said to Steward Liu, "Senior Sister Liu, look. Even thieves are so arrogant, yet they are still trying to rob us!"

Steward Liu's face darkened. "Yan Qingyang, you actually refuse to change your attitude!"

Yan Qingyang sneered, "Senior Sister Liu, did I really steal it when you found out about it on my bed?! If I did, I wouldn't have placed it in such an obvious place!" The real thief is someone else! "

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