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Qi Xiao was skeptical. He took the jade talisman and walked aside to consult Elder Chang, only to find that Elder Chang was dismissive.
"Ah, I've heard about the situation in Xunjiang. A thousand years ago, there indeed was a dragon that attained immortality there. However, later on, it caused chaos in the human realm, demanding sacrifices. Eventually, it was slain by several immortals and cultivators who banded together, and its bones sank into the Xunjiang River. So, the so-called Dragon Lord you mentioned is impossible. It’s more likely that some evil cultivator or demon has learned of this place's legend and is using the name of that dragon to stir trouble."
"I just reported what you said to the sect. Right now, Zhenqing Xuanzhen has finished his tasks and has some free time; he agreed to accompany me here."
After hearing all this, Qi Xiao felt reassured.
Meanwhile, Ji Linglong had hurried to the courtyard to untie Jiang Xinlian's ropes and helped her up while whispering something to her.
Jiang Xinlian was both surprised and suspicious, her expression serious as she repeatedly refused. "Miss, I understand your intentions, but how can I let you take my place as the bride? That dragon is a vicious one; if it truly still exists, it will definitely not spare you."
"Don't worry," Ji Linglong replied confidently. "If I dare to go, nothing will happen to me." She turned to Qi Xiao for confirmation. "Right?"
Qi Xiao coughed lightly into his hand and nodded.
"Rest assured, we came specifically to investigate after hearing about the unusual happenings in Xunjiang."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinlian's eyes brightened, and her gaze towards them became more intense. "Could you two be disciples of a major sect?"
Ji Linglong cleared her throat, puffed out her chest, and nodded solemnly. "So don't worry; we won't be in any danger. If it wants to harm me, it must consider whether it has the capability."
Hearing such words about an entity that could command respect throughout Jiangling reduced to mere triviality in Ji Linglong's mouth made Jiang Xinlian's eyes sparkle with admiration.
Under her admiring gaze, Ji Linglong felt a bit shy yet proud at the same time. After all, she hadn’t spoken any lies.
Before long, Ji Linglong struck a deal with Jiang Xinlian. She instructed her to return home and wait for her wedding; on the day of the wedding, she would personally help her into her bridal gown.
Ji Linglong even took out an uncontracted jade talisman and gave it to her as proof.
Jiang Xinlian was touched and nodded repeatedly before obediently returning home.
"Miss, where are you going? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine; I just felt a bit stifled and went out through the back door for some fresh air. Why are you all making such a fuss?"
The round-faced maid hesitated for a moment before looking at her.
Is that really the case? Why does she feel like the young lady just wants to escape? The tailor was supposed to come and take my measurements, wasn't she?
The round-faced maid let out a soft "oh" and hurried to find the master craftsman.
The next morning, Qi Xiao found Ying Chun to check her work and discovered that she had memorized the entire catalog without missing a word.
"Try the recipe I taught you yesterday once more," he instructed.
Ying Chun immediately brought out the medicinal furnace, lit the fire, and took out the prepared herbs to weigh them carefully before cautiously adding them at the right moment.
Under the furnace's refining process, the herbs quickly merged into floating blobs of liquid in mid-air.
Ying Chun focused her thoughts, carefully merging one blob of golden liquid with another blob of black liquid, and then tossed in a handful of emerald green leaves.
After a stick of incense had burned down, a pill that was entirely emerald green and exuding a refreshing fragrance was freshly made.
Ying Chun stood by nervously, twisting the hem of her clothes as she awaited Qi Xiao's evaluation.
Qi Xiao picked up the pill and examined it closely for a while before breaking into a smile.
"It's perfectly rounded and balanced in effect; it passes."
Hearing that her all-night practice had only earned her a passing grade, Ying Chun's expression dimmed slightly, feeling somewhat disheartened.
"Master, is there anything I could improve on?"
"You used too little Winter Ling Grass, and there were too many impurities in the Evening Primrose fruit that you didn’t remove in time, which affected part of its efficacy."
Ying Chun scratched her head and let out a low "oh" in disappointment.
Next time, she would definitely make it flawless.
Seeing her so unhappy, Qi Xiao smiled and ruffled her hair.
"You did great! I've seen many disciples studying Taoism who struggled with this energy-replenishing elixir at first; their products were not even as good as yours."
Although Ying Chun didn't quite understand what those disciples studying Taoism were like, she grasped that Master was praising her. This meant she hadn’t done so poorly after all.
Next, Qi Xiao had her demonstrate several common medicines in succession.
These were essential medicines for cultivators when they ventured out—some for stopping bleeding, some for healing wounds, and others for restoring spiritual energy.
After several rounds of refining, Ying Chun was drenched in sweat, her lips chapped.
"Alright, take a break for a bit; we’ll try the last recipe again later."
Yingchun stubbornly shook her head. "It's okay, I can do it."
Seeing her determined attitude, Qi Xiao could only let her continue trying.
When the last pill was finally ready, Yingchun's legs went weak, and she nearly fell to the ground. Fortunately, Qi Xiao was there to catch her just in time, preventing her from taking a tumble.
She widened her eyes, nervously looking at Qi Xiao. "Immortal, did I pass?"
Qi Xiao glanced at the round, flawless pill in his hand, feeling a mix of emotions. He knew that Yingchun was somewhat clever, but he hadn’t expected her to have such talent in alchemy. In just a short time, she had produced a pill of decent quality.
Although it was merely a low-grade yellow pill, it was quite impressive for someone who had just started learning alchemy.
After hesitating for a moment, he crouched down and looked at Yingchun earnestly. "Yingchun, do you want to become an alchemist?"
"An alchemist?" Yingchun felt a bit dazed. If she became an alchemist, would she have food to eat, clothes to wear, and a house to live in?
Being an alchemist meant having many spirit stones, which also meant that as long as she worked hard, all those things would be within reach.
"Yingchun, do you want it?"
Yingchun felt as if she had been hit by a big pie; her head was spinning. Not long ago, she was just a girl who had been beaten down by others. Now she had not only met an immortal but also learned that with effort, she could live a better life.
Could an alchemist earn ten low-grade spirit stones a month? No, five would be fine; even three would work.
Qi Xiao smiled. "As long as you want it, you could earn hundreds in a month."
Yingchun's mouth dropped open in shock.
In reality, Qi Xiao had been quite conservative in his estimate; the income of an alchemist was very substantial. For example, disciples at the Alchemy Hall often earned over a hundred middle-grade spirit stones each month.
"Yingchun, do you want it?"
Yingchun stammered for a moment, too excited to speak clearly. "I—I would love to!"
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