Having promised Mo Lu that she would give him another blood-sacrifice formation, Qian Wanyu stole time from her busy schedule to make urgent preparations. She posted many tasks with the Mercenary Group, such as finding raw stones that gave off an evil aura-something similar to the Dark-Type Soul Pearls Toothless had once searched for.
Dongfang Minghui only understood after hearing Pig Immortal Grass explain it: these were meant to replace the Formation Stones.
Another reason she had been left at home, then, was to discuss the precautions for accepting these tasks with people from the Mercenary Guild. Qian Ziyan went to the Mercenary Guild to post tasks she could not conveniently appear for herself. Once mercenaries accepted a task, they would come to the Thousand Family to sign an agreement.
While Qian Wanyu was busy outside, she had not had a moment's rest either.
Dongfang Minghui smelled the pungent scent of blood as she listened to the people below discuss the transaction. She stroked Little Light's sleek fur now and then. "Tell me your demands first."
"Ninth Miss, we've heard that your medical skills are extraordinary, that your miraculous hands can restore life. We just want to ask for a protective charm."
"...A protective charm?"
The man nodded slightly. "We want a bottle of potion that will let us survive even if we become infected with death aura. No one but you possesses such a potion, Ninth Miss."
Dongfang Minghui studied the group without betraying her thoughts, weighing a bottle of potion that could resist death aura against a piece of information.
Of course, she could also simply give it to them.
"Little Lecher, do you think this is a fair trade?"
"You decide whether it's fair, but don't go soft just because they look pitiful." Little Lecher knew its