The medicinal power had been completely absorbed, and the medicine in the bathing tub had thinned. A moment later, impurities were expelled from her body as her cultivation technique circulated. The water turned murky again, carrying a rank, fishy stench.
Pan Yun was awakened by the smell.
Xuan Miao stood beside Miao Zhen and Miao He. She nodded at Pan Yun. "You're done. Go bathe and change."
Pan Yun looked at herself, then at Miao Zhen and Miao He, confused. "Why do I smell worse than they do?"
"First, the things you've eaten since childhood have been a mixed bag. Second, you've taken medicine since childhood. Every medicine carries some poison."
Pan Yun asked, "Then don't Senior Brother and the others who entered the Dao through pills eat poison too?"
Xuan Miao said, "Alchemy means combining medicines in proper proportions, removing their toxins, and maximizing their medicinal properties. It isn't the same as simply boiling medicinal herbs like you do."
Pan Yun accepted that explanation and rose to bathe and change.
Halfway through dressing, she suddenly realized something. The gold bar on her spirit realm suddenly leaped forward, displaying the number 99.
"Meow—" Pan Little Black pushed open the window and jumped inside, shouting excitedly at her, "Did you see it? You have merit!"
Pan Yun's eyes shone. "I saw it. Looks like Benefactor Qian is safe and sound. But can saving one person really earn this much merit?"
Pan Little Black was as blind as she was in this matter. How could it know?
That did not stop it from being happy alongside her.
The girl and cat looked at each other and grinned foolishly. Merit was something they could pursue—it not only accumulated virtue, but also made money.
After changing clothes, Pan Yun ordered Pan Little Black, "Write