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Outside the alchemy room, two pairs of eyes filled with resentment were staring at the alchemy room where Ling Chuxi was.

"Deacon Mei, the pavilion master seems to be placing more and more importance on Xia Yimin. This Ling Chuxi is in cahoots with him. If she really manages to refine a special grade Saint breakthrough pill, I\'m afraid that your status in the future will be greatly affected." Qiu zhenwen pretended to be concerned and said in a serious tone.

"Hmph, how can a special-grade Saint breakthrough pill be so easy to refine? don\'t you see how many times her furnace has exploded?" Said Deacon Mei with a disdainful look. He remembered that when Ling Chuxi had competed with Yu qiubai in alchemy, he had said the same thing. Later on, when Ling Chuxi had threatened to refine special grade Saint Nirvana pills, he had also said the same thing. However, the final result had always given him a loud slap in the face.

"Although Ling Chuxi\'s furnace has blown up badly, this is just a practice technique and not really refining pills. It\'s said that failure is the mother of success. The more furnaces she explodes, the more mothers she will have to fail. God knows which one of them will give birth to a successful child. " Qiu zhenwen continued.

Deacon Mei couldn\'t help but take another look at Qiu zhenwen. The more furnace explosions there were, the more mothers failed. God knew which one would give birth to a successful child. He could even think of this. What a talent! No wonder his alchemy skills weren\'t that good. He had spent all his effort on talking.

"Hmph!" Deacon Mei\'s mood became even worse after hearing his words. He walked out without a word.

Looking at the back of Deacon Mei\'s departure, Deacon Mei was secretly pleased with himself. With just a few words, he had provoked Deacon Mei\'s anger. This Deacon Mei\'s tolerance was really not that great. At this moment, he had completely forgotten that when it came to tolerance, his petty and vengeful personality was even worse than Deacon Mei \'s.

He had long hated Ling Chuxi to the extreme. Naturally, he did not want her to be in the limelight. However, he also knew that he had the capital to be her enemy. He could only fan the flames by Deacon Mei\'s ear and use Deacon Mei\'s hand to make things difficult for her. It was also good to make her feel disgusted.

Qiu zhenwen had never been a good person to begin with. His actions at the aristocratic family selection back then showed how despicable his character was. However, with the rise of Ling Chuxi\'s strength and status, he could no longer play those tricks. He could only play some lowly little tricks.

Deacon Mei left the pillheart Pavilion and soon arrived at an ancient residence in the city. From afar, one could feel the dense spiritual energy in the house.

This was a branch of the pillheart Pavilion and was also where important spiritual herbs were stored.

Once spiritual herbs were picked, their spiritual properties would slowly disappear. The longer they were stored, the worse their quality would be. Therefore, every pill house had a special place to store spiritual herbs.

"Deacon Mei, why have you come?" A guard stepped forward and saluted upon seeing Deacon Mei.

"The myriad pill feast is about to arrive. I came to check on the preservation of these spirit herbs and see if I should buy another batch of spirit herbs in case of an emergency." Deacon Mei raised her chin and lied without even blushing or panting.

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