After renting a large courtyard, Xiao Yan asked the little medical fairy to rest. He sat cross-legged on the grass in the backyard and started combing it carefully.

He has read a lot of prescriptions in the past half year. He is already familiar with the pills that human cultivators take to improve their cultivation, such as Purple Heart Barrier-breaking Pill, Dou Ling Pill, and Emperor Ji Pill.

In recent days, Xiao Yan has sorted out some knowledge about medicinal materials, and Xiao Yan has a complete idea in mind about the prescription for improving the cultivation of Warcraft.

Warcraft is different from humans in that they have extremely strong physical fitness, but they do not have the training techniques to guide them.

Humans, on the other hand, need to practice fighting spirit to build their foundation at the beginning, and it is difficult to find suitable elixirs. Only after they become fighters can they withstand the impact of the medicine.

Therefore, there is no need to worry too much about the violent nature of the elixir taken by the Warcraft. What is more important is that this strong potency is within the tolerance of the Warcraft, and it can also accelerate its absorption and refining.

Since alchemists can refine elixirs such as transformation pills that are effective against monsters, perhaps in ancient times, there were pills that could enhance the strength of monsters.

But as time went by, these prescriptions were almost lost.

As night fell, Xiao Yan, who closed his eyes in deep thought, slowly opened his eyes.

"Did you sense it? Someone is coming!" Yao Lao said, standing on a branch.

"Not even a fighting spirit." Xiao Yan murmured and closed his eyes again.

Although the owner of the store was not prepared to engage in the business of killing people and selling goods, the contents of the store were directly emptied. This big news was known to all the powerful forces in Rotten Bone City.

The young boys and girls, who have just arrived and don’t have much strength yet, are naturally the big fat sheep because they spend so much money.

A serious boss wouldn't dare to do it, but the big forces in Rotten Bone City were eyeing Xiao Yan and the two of them.

The three groups of Wu Du Sect, Iron Cha Society, and Gui Sha Sect each mobilized their elite members to surround Xiao Yan's courtyard.

On the wall, a thin man with colorful lines on his face said: "Master, let's do something?! The poisons raised by the brothers are already hungry and thirsty."

While he was talking, a strange black bee landed on the hand of the old man next to the man.

Looking at the hovering bees, the old man nodded slightly, put it away, and said in a deep voice: "You think it's just our Five Poison Sect who's here?"

"Could it be that the Iron Cha Society and the Ghost Demon Sect are here too?" The thin man's face turned cold. "These two forces usually have friction with us. Forget about those trivial matters, now this fat guy wants to Come and grab it with us!"

The old man smiled gloomily: "Just wait, let them take the lead first, and then we will clean them up."

From the other two directions, the Tiecha Society and the Guishao Sect also noticed each other through their own means, and were not in a hurry to take action for a while.

The three major forces unanimously acted as guards for Xiao Yan's residence.

As night fell, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes.

[You deduced based on Yaolao's collection of prescriptions, and you had an epiphany, you understood "Random Thoughts on the Cultivation of Warcraft\

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