Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

Chapter 49 The Female Martial Aunt's Invitation

With her youthful face, Wang Yin withdrew her inspection-like gaze.

"Toad's heart".

Li Tianran took out the dark gold old heart from his pocket.

She held it up to the light with two fingers, flipped it over, and brought it close to her nose to smell it.

Every movement was crisp and efficient, like examining a medicinal herb.

She returned the toad's heart to him and turned to walk inside.

"Come in and speak."

Upon hearing this...

Ma Wencai was astonished.

"That's it?" He was somewhat incredulous.

Li Tianran had already followed.

Ma Wencai clutched his abacus, wanting to follow them in, but before he could even step over the threshold.

Wang Yin didn't even turn her head: "Those from Bloodfang Valley, wait at the valley entrance."

With a loud bang.

The doorman closed the door.

"Ouch……"

The door panel nearly hit Ma Wencai's nose.

"Uncle-Master Wang, you can't do this to Bloodfang Valley!"

"If that kid can get in, why can't I?"

……

After Li Tianran followed up.

Only then did I discover that there was a hidden world inside.

Three alchemy furnaces were lined up in a row in the alchemy room, with fire leaping out from the vents.

The air was dry and hot, and the smell of sulfur filled my nostrils, making my throat tighten immediately.

Li Tianran glanced at the alchemy furnace.

With three furnaces burning simultaneously, she could process several sets of materials at the same time, thus shortening the construction period.

This was the first useful piece of information he found after entering the room.

Wang Yin walked to the alchemy furnace, rolled up her sleeves above her elbows, revealing a section of her slender, white forearm.

A small patch of grayish-black cinnabar ash clung to the protruding part of her wrist bone; with a casual wave of her hand, the ash was gone.

"Alchemy or weapon crafting?"

"Uncle-Master Wang, I have a gun that I would like to repair."

Li Tianran pulled out the meteorite iron spear from his storage bag.

Wang Yin looked up.

Her bright, watery eyes held a hint of surprise.

"A damaged magical artifact?"

"Heh, I never expected that a blood slave like you could afford a magical artifact."

She showed a hint of curiosity.

He placed the gun across his lap and tapped the crack twice with his knuckles.

The metallic resonance echoed through the alchemy room, its final note trembling.

"The crack runs through two-thirds of the gun barrel."

Wang Yin put the gun back on the table.

"The replenishment requires meteorite iron powder, which will burn an entire furnace of alchemy fire during the refining process. The materials plus labor will cost 10,000 spirit stones."

The tone was as flat as when reporting the proportions of the pill formula.

After saying that, he added, "There are risks involved in weapon crafting. If you fail, I'll let you try it a second time at half price."

Ten thousand spirit stones?

Li Tianran stood still, his heart bleeding.

Ma Wencai had told him it was very expensive.

Although I was mentally prepared, when he actually pulled it out...

It still hurts a little.

Li Tianran quickly went through the process in his mind.

Even if ten thousand guns can't be repaired, he still needs to buy reassurance pills and talismans.

If we fail, wouldn't it be a complete waste?

There are only two days left to attack the mountain.

We must take both the gun and the medicine at the same time.

Think about it for a moment.

Li Tianran didn't waste any words.

He said, "Uncle-Master, I know the price of meteorite iron powder. When our Blood Spirit Sect sells it, it costs at most 3,000 spirit stones per serving."

Refining this powder will waste the fire of an entire furnace, costing you two thousand, for a total of five thousand.

"You've given me five thousand in labor costs; you think too highly of me."

The words were spoken.

Wang Yin stopped stirring the alchemy furnace.

The copper ladle hung above the alchemy furnace, but it was forgotten to be stirred.

She turned her head and looked at him with her almond-shaped eyes.

Those who dare to bargain with her are all people of Han Laomo's caliber, like Ma Rou.

A nominal disciple, a pseudo-fifth level cultivator, is dismantling her secrets right in front of her?

"...You're going to calculate costs with me?"

Wang Yin's voice was a beat softer than before, with the last syllable rising slightly.

She had many disciples who either kowtowed and begged for pills or handed over spirit stones and left.

This is the first person to dare to sit down and break down the accounts one by one.

"This disciple dares not consult with my martial uncle, but rather discuss it with him."

Li Tianran's form of address was so proper that there was no fault with it.

"If you save the effort of one batch of alchemy fire, could you save this disciple two thousand or eight thousand spirit stones?"

Wang Yin remained silent.

She placed the copper spoon beside the alchemy furnace and turned to face him.

The almond-shaped eyes on the baby's face looked him up and down again.

A pseudo-fifth level cultivation level, injuries from being soaked in a cold pool, and hands wrapped in strips of cloth.

He dared to bargain with her.

Then, her very shallow dimple suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Heh, interesting."

Wang Yin leaned against the alchemy furnace, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

This movement pulled the loose alchemy robe closer to the center, causing the fullness of the chest to push up the front of the robe, creating an arc at the neckline.

"Eight thousand spirit stones? That's acceptable!"

She paused.

"However, I have one condition."

Li Tianran's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show any emotion.

"Please speak, Uncle-Master."

"I've recently been testing a new type of pill. This new blood pill can triple the blood production of blood slaves. It's very potent, but the side effects are also severe."

Wang Yin looked into his eyes.

"I've tried testing the pills on several blood slaves before, but they all died after the first round of the drug's effects. I need a special test subject."

Her gaze lingered for a moment on the dark red corner of his forehead.

"You were born a blood slave, so your physique is different from that of ordinary cultivators."

The fact that you've survived this long means your body has a much higher tolerance for medication than the average person.

"If you come here to test your pills, you'll get a discount when you come to me for pill refining or weapon crafting in the future."

Wang Yin, with a playful expression on her fair and rosy face, quietly looked at him.

Li Tianran remained silent for a moment, his mind racing.

Testing the elixir.

He knew all too well the fate of those who tested the Blood Slaves' Elixir.

Old Demon Han used blood slaves to test the extract of Blood Spirit Grass back then, and all the dead ones were buried in the spirit field as fertilizer.

But since Wang Yin has brought this matter up on the table, it means she doesn't intend to treat him as a disposable resource.

What she was after was his body.

He possesses the "Imprisoning Immortal Basin".

Immortal water can remove toxins and impurities from pills and also improve their quality.

Even the most potent elixir will lose at least half its toxicity if soaked in a basin overnight.

The most urgent task is to repair the gun.

With only two days left to attack the mountain, if the guns aren't repaired, everything else is pointless.

"This disciple is willing."

Wang Yin was stunned for a moment.

The amusement in Xing's eyes froze.

She never expected Li Tianran to agree so readily.

She had seen too many people back away at the mere mention of the word "testing pills," some turning away immediately, others stammering and making excuses.

Li Tianran didn't even wait for a second sentence before agreeing.

"Do you know how many of my pills died in that batch?"

"My master said that special experimental subjects are needed, and I happen to be a special one."

She stared at Li Tianran for a long time.

"...He really is different from others."

I approached several disciples before, and even when I offered two thousand spirit stones, no one dared to agree. But you, without even haggling, accepted the offer.

Li Tianran said calmly, "It is my honor to serve my martial uncle."

Wang Yin was taken aback.

She stared at him for another two breaths.

There was a new layer of reassessment in his gaze, from head to toe.

Those who dare to haggle have brains, and those who dare to risk their lives to test the elixir are also incredibly bold.

"You've got guts."

"Since that's the case..."

She turned and walked to the innermost part of the alchemy room, pushing open a hidden door.

Behind the hidden door was a small compartment with several dark red spirit stones embedded in the wall.

Inside, there was a row of iron shelves, filled with bottles, jars, and sealed jade boxes.

There was a faint metallic rust smell in the air.

Wang Yin took a heavy iron box from the top shelf and placed it on the table.

The lid of the box was opened, and the forging inside shone with a dark blue light. The surface had naturally formed patterns, like rock layers formed after stars were melted and solidified.

"This piece of meteorite iron was found in the Rift Valley black market five years ago. The Blood Spirit Sect can't find another one like it."

This meteorite has very poor compatibility; I have no use for it.

She gently tapped the surface of the meteorite with her finger, producing a very crisp sound.

"The cracks in your spear can be repaired with ordinary meteorite powder, but to truly bring it to life, you need this."

"After repairing the cracks and re-tempering the spearhead, I'll carve another array pattern for you."

Li Tianran was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, Uncle-Master."

Wang Yin closed the iron box, her tone returning to the coldness she had when quoting the price.

"The elixir is tested in three rounds."

The first round tests the drug's properties, the second round tests the reagent dosage, and the third round tests the long-term toxicity.

If you can withstand it, this thing is yours; you're welcome.

Wang Yin leaned against the stone wall and glanced at him again.

This time, my gaze lingered on his face for a few moments before moving to the corner of his forehead.

"If you develop a strong tolerance to the drug, you can come often in the future."

Wang Yin spoke casually.

Li Tianran, however, realized that she was inviting him.

He cupped his hands and said, "If you need anything, please give the order."

Upon hearing this...

Wang Yin's cherry-like lips curved slightly, revealing her left dimple once again.

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