Supreme Foundation Establishment Pill!
No wonder this task was so difficult—it's no surprise the reward is outrageous!
Even a low-grade Foundation Establishment Pill can sell for thousands of spirit stones, and it's often hard to even find one available for sale. Even if you have a large sum of spirit stones, the sellers will not part with it!
And although the Supreme Foundation Establishment Pill is a second-grade pill, only a fifth-grade alchemist can stabilize the refining process.
For example, the alchemist who just helped He Yiming earlier—Wang Yue!
However, hiring a fifth-grade alchemist to refine such a pill costs several times more than the value of the pill itself!
“This Supreme Foundation Establishment Pill is at least worth 100,000 spirit stones, conservatively speaking!” He Yiming thought to himself, amazed at the value. However, he had no intention of selling it.
At all times, one's own strength is the most important thing!!
When he returns to his sect, he'll consume this pill and directly break through!
Once he steps into the Foundation Establishment Realm, the first transformation of his Qing Emperor's Eternal Body will begin!
Although he is still far from mastering divine abilities, he will be able to perform the first derivative technique of the Qing Emperor's Eternal Body!
At that time…
“Heh…” He Yiming thought of the possibilities and couldn't help but almost laugh out loud.
At this moment, below the arena.
“Now, you can speak.” Nangong Li closed her eyes, gently brushed her chest, and only then did she open them and glance at Niu Roumian.
“I am Niu Roumian, at your service, Mistress!” Without a word, Niu Roumian immediately kneeled, bowing deeply, and addressed her as “Mistress.”
“???” Qing'er was stunned. She stared blankly for a moment before her face flushed red with anger, and her body started trembling.
“Shut up! How dare you insult the Sect Master! I will kill you now! For the Sect Master!” Qing'er raised her hand to strike Niu Roumian.
“Qing'er!”
“At your service!”
“Be quiet!”
“Huh?”
Qing'er turned her head, looking at Nangong Li, doubting her own ears. But she did not dare defy her orders.
“You said your name is Niu Roumian?”
“Yes, Mistress!”
“Then, has your master… He Yiming, ever mentioned me?”
“This…”
Niu Roumian froze.
Mention her?
What the hell?
Master He doesn't leave his seclusion, and when he does, he's locked up in his room for an entire day! How would I know what he says?
But who is Niu Roumian?
A 25-year-old single man who is a seasoned expert in love!
He has provided countless professional relationship advice to his companions!
Now that Nangong Li wants to hear something, Niu Roumian knows exactly what to do.
Make it up!
Make it up right now!
Dammit, I'll make it up to the extreme!
“Master… ah, I mean, my Lord, he often stands at the edge of the mountain in the dead of night, staring toward…” Niu Roumian thought for a moment. Crap!
Which direction is Haotian Academy?
Whatever, I'll just make it up!
“Master often looks toward the direction of Haotian Academy, not speaking, not moving—he just stands there quietly…” Niu Roumian spoke as if it were the truth.
“Really?” Nangong Li's breath quickened slightly, and she immediately asked.
“Yes! And sometimes… he would lower his head and hold something…” Niu Roumian thought of what else he could make up.
“Is it a pink storage bag?”
“Yes, yes, it's a storage bag, and it's pink!”
Niu Roumian quickly responded, sticking to his story.
“Master often holds this pink storage bag, quietly staring at it, sitting still without saying a word, sometimes for the whole night! I suspect… the owner of this storage bag must be the most important person to Master!” Niu Roumian spoke with great conviction, all the while stealing glances at Nangong Li.
“Really?” Nangong Li's expression didn't change much, but her eyes sparkled, and her pale skin even seemed to blush slightly.
“Yes, and… sometimes, Master even mutters a few words to himself…”
“What did he say?”
“Master… he said… ‘I miss you… my Li'er!'”
Niu Roumian finished speaking, only to realize Nangong Li had fallen silent.
Damn, did I go too far with the lie?
As Niu Roumian was contemplating, Nangong Li suddenly exhaled deeply.
“Qing'er~”
“Yes!”
“Reward him.”
“Huh?”
“Reward him with the Flying Sword, Ice Frost!”
Nangong Li spoke softly.
Although her expression seemed calm, a faint blush appeared on her perfect, beautiful face, and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly.
She looked like a happy and content little girl.
In reality, Nangong Li was just 17 years old, only two years older than Qing'er.
“Flying Sword, Ice Frost?” As Nangong Li's personal maid, Qing'er knew exactly what this was, and she also had a Flying Sword, Ice Frost, stored in her own bag.
But…
Why was she rewarding this to He Yiming's disciple?
“Hmm?” Nangong Li glanced at Qing'er, her face showing slight annoyance.
“Yes, Sect Master…” Qing'er lowered her head and quickly opened her storage bag, taking out the Flying Sword, Ice Frost.
Made by the Ice Palace, a high-grade spiritual weapon—Flying Sword, Ice Frost!
“Humph, I'm giving it to you, you shameless man!” Qing'er gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Niu Roumian before handing over the high-grade spiritual weapon, Flying Sword, Ice Frost.
“Th-thank you, Mistress, for the sword!” Niu Roumian was overjoyed.
Damn!
I made up a story, and I got a Flying Sword?
This hidden quest reward is simply unreal!
Damn! As expected of Mistress!
Niu Roumian swore to himself, from now on, I'll be the best to Mistress!
“Niu Roumian, you must use this sword well and protect your master! Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress!”
“And… remember, never call me Mistress again, and don't tell anyone what you just said!”
“Huh? Why?”
Niu Roumian was stunned.
Why would Nangong Li not want to acknowledge her relationship with Master He? Wasn't it clear from what he just made up?
“My relationship with your master is limited to being fellow students at Haotian Academy! Any relationship beyond that will bring him great danger! Do you understand?” Nangong Li's face gradually grew colder, but her voice was still gentle, warning him softly.
“Huh? I… I understand!” Niu Roumian didn't really understand.
Why would Master He's relationship with Nangong Li bring danger to Master?
“Qing'er!”
“Yes!”
“I'm tired, let's go back to the Ice Palace.”
Nangong Li turned to leave, but before she did, she glanced at He Yiming in the center of the arena, and a trace of longing appeared in her eyes.
However, she quickly turned away, preparing to leave.
“Sect Master, you… you're not going to say anything to He Yiming?” Qing'er found this hard to understand.
The Sect Master didn't even need to participate in this assessment.
Haotian Academy wouldn't dare let Nangong Li fail.
It could be said that Nangong Li had come here specifically for one person—He Yiming!
But from the start to the end of the examination, Nangong Li hadn't said a single word to He Yiming and was now turning to leave?
Even Qing'er couldn't help but feel disappointed for her.
“Talking to him… would be bad for him.” Nangong Li's slender figure trembled slightly before she answered faintly.
Just as Nangong Li made up her mind to leave,
“He Yiming, long time no see!”
He Yiming's figure suddenly jumped into the air and landed in front of Nangong Li.
Looking at the familiar face she hadn't seen in a long time, He Yiming smiled warmly.
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