Martial General Zi Yan, Wu Yong's World-Shocking Wisdom

In the end, Xiao Yan won by sheer volume, trading a collection of other slightly inferior medicinal ingredients—worth significantly more than the Ice Fire Dragon Beard Fruit—to secure the final ingredient needed to refine the Earth Spirit Pill.

Feeling his dwindling supply of gold coins, Xiao Yan let out a sigh.

At the same time, he made a firm resolution in his heart: unless absolutely necessary, he would never trade with someone far stronger than himself again.

"And don't forget about those two Purple Heart Barrier-Breaking Pills that kid wants; I don't have much confidence in being able to handle him."

Yao Lao's gloating voice rang out, and Xiao Yan felt as if he could hear his wallet wailing in agony.

On the other side, Zi Yan, having made a small profit, returned to the courtyard to find the Boss and the Boss's Lady hunched over a table, gesturing and sketching away.

Curious, Zi Yan poked her head over and discovered they were using pens to draw houses on paper.

"Boss, what are you two doing?"

"We're planning what our future home should look like. Do you want to join in, Zi Yan?"

Little Fairy Doctor handed Zi Yan a sheet of paper and a pen, shifting over to make room for her.

Looking at the paper and pen in front of her, Zi Yan suddenly froze. Holding the pen in her hand, an unprecedented look of bewilderment appeared on her face.

A home?

What is a home? Someone like her, who had been homeless since birth and didn't even know what species of Magic Beast she was—did she even deserve to have a home?

"Can I really join in too?"

Zi Yan looked at the two of them, feeling a bit stirred.

Wu Yong raised his head and rolled his eyes: "I already gave you the paper and pen, what else are you asking for? Hurry up and think about where you want to live in the future and what kind of environment you want around you, then we'll set off."

"Yes, Boss!"

Zi Yan gave a cheeky grin, bit down on her pen, and began to rack her brain.

Then, her eyes lit up: "Medicinal ingredients! My future home must have lots and lots and lots of medicinal ingredients!"

"Can't we just rob them? You don't need to worry about that kind of problem for now."

Wu Yong realized that Zi Yan was truly a pure warrior; her brain just didn't know how to make sharp turns.

What did wanting medicinal ingredients have to do with where you lived? As long as you robbed enough, wouldn't that be enough?

Zi Yan was suddenly enlightened, filled with admiration for her Boss's world-shaking wisdom.

"As expected of the Boss, you're so smart!"

"That's right!"

Little Fairy Doctor couldn't help but laugh, feeling a bit speechless at these two, and smoothed her hair: "We are talking about our future home, not a bandit's den, okay?"

"If you keep talking about robbing people, others will be on guard against us."

"Did you hear that? Little Fairy is telling us not to just blurt out whatever is on our minds."

"Oh, oh, oh..."

So, people really do laugh when they are speechless.

Little Fairy Doctor shook her head with a smile, thinking that they should prepare a few more black robes and masks to hide their identities in their home.

After hearing the Boss's instruction, Zi Yan decided to first look at their blueprints to see what ideas they had for the home.

Wu Yong had drawn a valley with a small three-story building inside.

Outside the valley was the sea, and inside, the valley was filled with all kinds of flowers and plants, looking very peaceful.

Little Fairy Doctor's drawing was similar to Wu Yong's, except hers included more medicinal herbs and a few acres of herb fields.

There was also a small thatched cottage and a mountaintop covered in grass.

It looked very ordinary, but Little Fairy Doctor had drawn it with exceptional care and vividness.

Although their drawing skills were both average, it was enough to express their ideas.

Inspired, Zi Yan began to scribble away on her paper.

For the next two days, the three of them filled out lists of what they needed for their home.

Although most things could be condensed using Dou Qi, it was ultimately no match for the real thing.

Anyway, they weren't short on money; after several sect-wiping incidents, the gold coins in Wu Yong's possession had already reached eight figures.

Rich and willful!

"Senior, I've brought you the pills. Are you in?"

"Come in."

This was the benefit of having strength; even a proud Alchemist had to take the initiative to deliver the goods after refining them.

Taking the pills, Wu Yong sensed them with his soul power and nodded slowly.

"Not bad. It seems you will become an amazing Alchemist Grandmaster in the future, Junior."

"Hehe, you flatter me, Senior."

Though he said that, Xiao Yan was still very happy to be praised to his face by someone of such stature.

Actually, he had initially wanted to have someone from his organization deliver the medicine, but Xiao Xun Er had persuaded him otherwise, insisting that he must go himself to show his face and at least become a familiar presence.

Otherwise, if you ever needed to ask for help in the future, people might not even remember who you were.

What use would having plenty of bargaining chips be if the other party didn't care for them?

It had to be said that Xiao Xun Er was truly looking out for Xiao Yan these days. She had even begun planning for his future.

"With your alchemy skills, junior, there is no need to be humble."

Wu Yong picked up the map again and found it to be quite detailed, even marking where the Space Wormhole in some of the major cities led to.

Xiao Yan suddenly stood up and addressed the petite figure that had flown in with respect:

"Senior."

"Hm? Why are you here, kid?"

Zi Yan paused for a moment, walked behind Wu Yong, and glanced at the messy map.

"Junior Xiao Yan is here to deliver something to me; his talent for alchemy is quite good."

"Oh, looks like you weren't lying to me, kid. Not bad, keep up the good work!"

Zi Yan had originally intended to recruit another Alchemist lackey, but she suddenly remembered she was about to leave the academy to go have fun, so she dismissed the thought.

Xiao Yan smiled and nodded; he had to be careful when dealing with this senior who clearly had violent tendencies.

"Senior, I'll take my leave now; you two go ahead with your work."

"Train hard. Establishing a firm footing in the Inner Academy is only the beginning. The three of us won't be participating in the Origin Heart Flame body tempering this time, so you must seize the opportunity."

Wu Yong had confirmed some good news for Xiao Yan in advance: the three Dou Huang would not be participating in this Strong Ranking Tournament.

The difficulty of competing for eight spots versus the original five was completely different.

"Yes, Senior."

Xiao Yan let out a sigh of relief and walked out with a light step.

Wu Yong looked at Zi Yan and asked, "Why are you back early?"

"The poison on Little Fairy's side was too potent. I couldn't handle it, so I came home early."

Zi Yan shook her head, sat down, and still felt a lingering fear when she thought back on it.

She had felt dizzy just from smelling it, so how could she dare to stay any longer?

"Is that so? It seems Little Fairy will be advancing to Dou Zong within two years. I'll have to step up my game as well!"

Hearing Zi Yan say this, Wu Yong knew that Little Fairy's cultivation speed at the Dou Huang realm was likely about to take off.

The more intense the poison, the greater the help it provided for Little Fairy's cultivation.

If it could make someone like Zi Yan, whose physique was far beyond that of an ordinary person, feel dizzy, then just how intense must that poison be!

In this way, Little Fairy's speed in advancing to Dou Zong would be even faster than Heavenly Poison Girl.

After all, one was active and the other was passive, and with the Poison Scorpion Sect making selfless contributions, it was inevitable that she would be faster.