Lu Qi examined the Beauty-Transforming Pill, inhaling its fragrance and observing its luster. She could tell at once that this pill was no ordinary item.
"If this pill doesn't work, I'll definitely hold you accountable." Lu Qi narrowed her eyes at Shen Yunyun, her tone thick with menace.
"If you don't trust it, then don't buy it. I won't sell it either." Shen Yunyun hated being threatened.
Especially by someone she despised.
Human emotions were so peculiar—Shen Yunyun had gone from liking Lu Qi to hating her in just a few minutes.
Seeing through someone's true nature could happen in an instant.
"You want to go back on your word?" Lu Qi's anger flared.
"Buy it or don't. If not, we're leaving." The moment Shen Yunyun finished speaking, Tang Yu put the pill away.
"Hold on." Lu Qi quickly stopped them.
"I'll buy this pill, but I need to make something clear to you.
If this pill doesn't work, do you know what the consequences will be?"
"Oh? What consequences? You're just a nobody, and you're threatening us?"
Lu Qi's rage surged to her head at Shen Yunyun's words, and she raised her hand to strike her.
Tang Yu caught her hand swiftly and shoved her hard to the ground, showing no gentlemanly restraint.
"Bitch, I'll make you pay."
Lu Qi stormed off in her high heels, furious, without buying the pill.
Before Shen Yunyun could speak, Wei Lingling chimed in: "Brother Yu, this Lu Qi might just be a small-time actress, but she probably has someone backing her. Could this cause trouble for you?"
She then shot a disapproving look at Shen Yunyun and added, "Miss, you need to keep a low profile out there. There's always someone better, something greater. Don't cause trouble for Brother Yu."
"I'm not afraid." Tang Yu quickly said.
Wei Lingling fell silent, maintaining her gentle and virtuous demeanor.
But just as they stepped outside, a woman blocked their path.
She was in her fifties, well-preserved, though time had taken its toll.
"Any pills left? Sell me one." The woman got straight to the point.
"There's one left, but it's not cheap. Are you sure you want it?" Shen Yunyun asked.
The woman nodded and wrote a check for five million.
Tang Yu handed her a pill immediately, and Shen Yunyun kindly warned: "After taking this pill, you'll get very thirsty. Make sure to drink plenty of water, wear the cheapest pajamas, and use the cheapest bedding. Otherwise, your clothes and sheets will be ruined by morning."
"Thanks for the tip." The woman took the pill and left.
Wei Lingling's eyes flickered at Shen Yunyun's words. Could this pill really work?
She wasn't sure if it was genuine, but she was extremely cautious about anything ingested. Until she knew for certain, she wouldn't touch those pills.
Tang Yu asked Shen Yunyun: "Miss, should we fly back together?"
Shen Yunyun shook her head. "No, I'm not going back with you. You two go ahead."
Tang Yu thought she was heading to the Qiao family and felt uneasy.
Shen Yunyun said, "It's fine. You go back first."
So Tang Yu took Wei Lingling to catch a flight.
Shen Yunyun, meanwhile, took a flying vehicle back.
Once home, she opened the trading hub to find Xu Zimo.
But her timing was off—it coincided with the sect's grand competition.
Xu Zimo was an alchemist, and the alchemists were all competing in pill refining.
On the competition field, twenty alchemists were refining pills, each with a cauldron about the size of a clay pot hovering in midair.
They gestured at the cauldrons with strange hand signs, and the cauldrons spun rapidly.
Shen Yunyun watched as the glossy black cauldrons gradually turned red—no, not the cauldrons turning red, but their outer layers being engulfed in flames.
This was an eye-opener.
Truly an eye-opener.