As the saying went, when concern ran deep, confusion followed; at that moment, Meng Ruyan's heart was churning like rivers and seas.
According to what Lin Xuan had said, whatever betrothal gifts the other party brought to propose truly had nothing to do with her.
But matters had coincided by chance. Meng Ruyan had come here because she also had something to ask of the Five-Colored Fairy.
She wanted the other party to lend a hand and deal with the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect together.
But though Five-Colored was her close boudoir friend, immortal cultivators cared more about gains and losses when doing things. Personal feelings did have an effect, but without enough benefits, the other party would never ally with her.
In order to move the Five-Colored Fairy, Meng Ruyan had also brought many rare treasures.
The most important among them was precisely this Allure Heaven Profound Pill.
No, to be accurate, she had merely brought a set of raw materials that could refine this pill.
In terms of value, it was far inferior to a finished pill. After all, the more precious the pill, the harder it was to refine, and the chances of failure were very high.
This medicinal pill was something the Five-Colored Fairy yearned for even in her dreams, which was why Meng Ruyan had a fifty-percent certainty of persuading her to form an alliance. Yet she had not expected matters to coincide so neatly—the old lion had actually presented it first.
Having more of this pill was of no use. The Five-Colored Fairy only needed one. In that case, had her greatest reliance not been chopped away out of thin air?
Thinking to this point, Meng Ruyan was both shocked and furious, yet she just happened to be like a mute eating bitter coptis—suffering