A brand-new three-story building towered over the street near Three Willow Alley. A crescent-moon emblem hung from its top floor, representing Missing Moon Manor, while below it was Nine Dragons Hall's gilded signboard. The calligraphy was elegant and graceful, signed with the three characters of Xie Jinhuan's name and stamped with a little bird's claw print, which counted as Xie Jinhuan's personal seal.
As the Gu Poison Sect's first branch within the pass, it naturally had to be substantial. The branch's shops lined both sides, with an administrative area in the middle where newly recruited children studied their academic lessons, and a medicine-making area farther back.
However, the Witch Cult did not make medicine in alchemical furnaces. Instead, they brewed it the traditional way in boilers, extracting all-natural ingredients from snakes, insects, rats, and ants. The scene was rather bizarre, and disciples stood guard around it to keep outsiders from wandering in or poisonous mist from escaping.
As the Manor Lord, Bu Yuehua knew how important this step was to the Gu Poison Sect. Lately, she had not even had the inclination to tease the Flirtatious Daoist Nun. Apart from being pounded front and back by the youngster every day, she spent all her time negotiating with various factions. Wanyi naturally could not sit idle either. Never mind her own combined duties as accountant, cashier, and warehouse keeper-even Qinwen, the maid helping her, was too exhausted to steal glances at the new son-in-law.
Bu Yuehua had just seen off representatives from the Fengshan Society's financial consortium when she turned and headed to the medicine-making area at the back.
The medicine-making area was extensive. Several apprentices processed various medicinal ingredients in the rooms, while a central "protector's room" held boxes of little bottles.
Dressed in a simple, spotless white dress, Lin