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"Girl, you've already successfully made a contract with the Myriad Gods Cauldron!" That voice rang out again.

Leng Feishuang carefully looked at the divine furnace, "Old man, do you think I can refine pills?"

The divine cauldron …

"I am an ancient medicine god. What old man? He's nothing short of a genius."

Leng Fei curled his lips. An ancient medicine god, that really couldn't be called an old man.

"I've taken a look. You've already refined the spiritual flame, so there's no need to refine it. That would be too bad." The Medicine God continued, this time he didn't call himself 'I', but 'I'. It can be seen that he has already acknowledged Leng Feidiang.

Leng Fei thought about it for a moment before nodding, "I think so too, let's begin."

Xiao Hong rolled her eyes. She had seen narcissists before and had never seen one so narcissistic.

"Alright, I'll pass my pill formula and pill refinement methods to you now," the Medicine God said seriously.

Leng Fei nodded his head, only to see a white light slowly condense from the medicine cauldron, and that white light directly entered between his eyebrows. Leng Fei frowned, and felt that many things had suddenly appeared in his mind, including the various pill formulas, as well as the various spirit herbs and their names, appearances, and effects, all of these were very clear.

Leng Fei closed his eyes and digested these things as fast as he could. A few hours later …

Leng Feishuang slowly opened her eyes. She had basically digested those and mastered the method. Now, she only needed to put it into practice.

He looked out the window and saw that the sky had already darkened. Leng Fei stood up and realized that his body had become lighter. This was the benefit of cultivating.

When they reached the courtyard, Leng Feishuang looked up at the full moon in the sky. As he looked up, Di Wuxiang's face suddenly appeared in his mind. He shook his head. Why would she think of that Holy Master Icemountain?

He decided to go back to his room to sleep. Thinking of this, Leng Fei turned around and entered his room.

The next day, Leng Feishuang woke up early. He first sat on the bed and circulated the energy from last night before leaving the room.

Her prefecture lord's manor did not have many servants. There were only ten of them, so it was rather empty. The breakfast was brought over to her by a little girl for her to eat in the courtyard.

At the same time, the door to the Prime Minister's Estate was waiting there, as if preparing to receive someone.

After a while, a luxurious carriage stopped in front of the gate. Leng Chengren was overjoyed as he waited for the person inside to come out.

The curtains of the carriage were opened by a pair of slender hands. Soon after, an extremely charming woman wearing a white dress came out from the carriage.

Looking at the people outside, the woman slowly walked down on the back of the coachman. Her movements were smooth and natural, very pleasing to the eyes.

Leng Feixue could not hold it in anymore and rushed towards the woman and affectionately held her arm, "Big sister, you are finally back. Feixue, we all miss you."

The one who came back was the direct daughter of the Prime Minister, Leng Han Ning. She was the last disciple of the Great Elder of the Jia Lan Immortal Mountain and was also the most talented young lady and number one beauty in Jing Yu.

A light flashed in Leng Hanyi's eyes before he smiled and walked up as well. "Eldest young mistress, how have you been these days?"

"Alright, let's talk inside if you have something to say. Han Ning should be tired after travelling so far," Leng Chengren said with a smile. Fang Shuwan also smiled as she added, "The whole family is so lively."

Leng Ning walked up to Leng Chengren and greeted him with a bow, "Greetings, father."

Leng Chengren looked at Leng Ning and said, "You can't. With your current status, there's no need to bow to daddy. Come, let's go in."

Leng Ning nodded her head, and a large group of people escorted her into the Prime Minister's Estate.

After breakfast, Leng Feishuang left the room. She planned to buy some common herbs to practice with, as well as the Vitality Replenishing Pill that Jing Fei had given her last time.

Arriving at the largest herb shop, Leng Feishuang directly handed the list of herbs to the shopkeeper. The storekeeper gave Leng Feishuang a strange look, but didn't say anything as he asked the medicine boy to prepare the herbs.

Quickly packing the medicine, Leng Fei paid the bill and left. Behind him, the medicine boy walked up to the shopkeeper and whispered, "Shopkeeper, those medicinal ingredients that the young lady bought were all used to refine Origin Replenishing Pills. She couldn't be thinking of refining medicine, right?"

The shopkeeper glared at the medicine boy, "You are the only one who has so much to do. Why aren't you working?"

Leng Feishuang felt a little bit of excitement in her heart as she hurried back. Previously, she had specially made a room beside her room for her to refine medicine, but she did not expect it to come in handy so quickly.

In the Prime Minister's dining room, there was a full table full of people. Fang Shuwan continuously scooped food into Leng Ning's bowl. "Han Ning, come and eat more. I'll see how thin you are."

Leng Hanyi looked at the people on the table and started to cry quietly while eating. Leng Feixue, who was sitting beside her, first realized, "Why are you crying, Second Sister?" Because her throat was so big, everyone looked at her.

Leng Ning was somewhat puzzled, her eyes somewhat unhappy. "Second sister, what's wrong with you?"

Leng Hanyi shook her head. "It's nothing, Big Sis. I was just thinking about some sad things that disturbed Big Sis's interest. I'm really sorry."