The owner of Yaowang Valley is a patient with depression

"Master Jie'an, please come this way."

"Master Mao Dan, this way please."

The people in Xiandan Valley were busy and exhausted, but everything was in order.

This is the "Hundred Pills Festival" held every ten years in Xiandan Valley. The guests invited are all famous masters in the field of alchemy, but most of them are independent practitioners, and very few of them have submitted to family forces.

After all, alchemists are extremely rare in this continent, and there are few of them, and there are even fewer alchemists with talent or high levels. Therefore, most alchemists are arrogant and rarely sell themselves to powerful families. Most of them are cooperative relationships.

Here all the invited alchemists are collectively called alchemists. The meaning of the event is communication. As long as you have talent or ability, you can ignore the level of alchemy and discuss and make progress together.

On the day of the event, many alchemists arrived one after another, and the Immortal Pill Valley seemed particularly lively.

The event was held in a place in Xiandan Valley. It was now beautifully decorated, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of elixirs and some spiritual plants.

"And Master An Dan, long time no see."

"Master Jiu Ming, I have long admired you."

There were harmonious conversations everywhere. As the host, Xiandan Valley also sent out its best troops to entertain the guests.

At this time, Yu Yao arrived at the gate of Xiandan Valley. Although her figure was ethereal, she was wearing a huge mask and immediately attracted many people's attention.

Linglong stepped forward and politely said to Yuyao, "This alchemist, are you here to participate in the Hundred Alchemy Festival?"

Yu Yao shook her head: "I was invited to be a guest in Xiandan Valley."

"May I know your name, distinguished guest?" Although Linglong did not like this woman who hid her face, her upbringing allowed her to ask very politely.

"Yu Yao."

?

Yu Yao's words made everyone look at each other in bewilderment. Linglong sneered, "Are you talking about Yu Yao, the leader of the Yu tribe?"

Linglong's tone was not as respectful as before. Yuyao was not used to wearing a mask, and since she was invited as a guest, how could she be so impolite to wear a full-face mask?

In her heart, Linglong has already regarded Yuyao as a fake with evil intentions.

The others looked at Yu Yao.

"That's right." Yu Yao replied.

"Although I don't know what your purpose is in pretending to be Yu Yao and sneaking into the Xiandan Valley, but today is our Xiandan Valley's Hundred Pills Festival, and I don't want to cause any trouble. It's fine if you leave quickly now." Linglong said sternly.

Yu Yao reluctantly took out the Yu Clan Patriarch's token and said, "I am indeed Yu Yao."

Linglong took the family head token and looked at it, then looked at Yuyao with a strange look. She didn't expect that the token could be made so realistic, it seemed that a lot of effort had been put into it.

Seeing that Linglong still looked distrustful, Yuyao said, "If you don't believe it, you can ask An Ziyou to come out."

Hearing An Ziyou's name, Linglong narrowed her eyes, looked at the Patriarch's token that had returned to Yuyao's hand, and then looked up at Yuyao's huge mask. Is there something wrong with her face?

Thinking of this, Linglong began to think about playing a trick on Yuyao.

"Miss, I once had the honor of meeting the head of the Yuyao family, and I still have some impression of her appearance. Please take off your mask so that I can verify it." Linglong said.

Yu Yao frowned. There must be a reason why people wear masks. It is extremely impolite to ask them to take it off. What's more, she has already reported An Ziyu's name.

"I think you should ask An Ziyu to come out and confirm my identity." Yu Yao's tone also turned cold.

"Linglong, let me go and invite Senior Brother over. If it really is Yuyao, she must not be neglected." said the woman on the side.

"Do you really believe that she is Yu Yao? Even if she is, I just want to take this opportunity to give her a warning." Linglong said softly. Recently, the Yu Clan has been so popular that it has overshadowed their Xiandan Valley. They can't let her show off at this Hundred Pills Festival.

Yu Yao naturally heard it, and her face became even gloomier, but for the sake of Xiaoguai, she let it go.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother An is entertaining guests inside and it's not convenient. Please take off your mask, young lady." Linglong said in a firm tone.

Yu Yao thought about it and reached out to take off the mask. After all, it was just a piece of skin, so she didn’t care much.

"Yuyao?" An Ziyou saw a familiar figure from afar, but she was wearing a mask. However, An Ziyou still hurried over. After all, he didn't know what Yuyao had experienced when he left last time. Not to mention wearing a mask, it was possible that she was missing limbs.

Yuyao nodded to An Ziyou and put down her hand that was about to take off the mask. With just this tiny gap, Linglong could see the darkness inside.

Linglong's eyes darkened. Appearance is extremely important to a woman. Moreover, if Senior Brother An saw...

"How are you? Come in quickly. You've come at the perfect time. Today we're holding the Hundred Pills Festival in our valley. You might be interested." An Ziyou said with some excitement as he led Yuyao in and gave Linglong a meaningful look.

"She is really Yu Yao!" The woman next to her exclaimed. This is the famous Yu Yao, the Yu Yao who killed the East Saint, the leader of the four saints of the Fire God Temple! She looks easy to talk to... If someone else was treated like this, they would probably explode.

"That's right, hiding your face and acting sneaky." Linglong curled her lips in disdain.

"Linglong, what's wrong with you? Why do you dislike Yuyao so much? She is so powerful. I wonder if there will be a chance to see the Saint Master-level elixirs she refines at this Hundred Elixirs Festival." The woman next to her was confused at first, but became expectant as she spoke.

Linglong didn't say anything, but just looked at An Ziyou and Yu Yao's backs as they left with increasingly dark eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't this mask too big?" An Ziyou looked at Yu Yao's face, which was completely covered except for two eyes, a mouth, and two nostrils, and asked worriedly, "Is your face not injured?"

Yu Yao didn't comment, and An Ziyou said in surprise: "You are a master of alchemy, and you can't cure it?"

Yu Yao nodded.

"Heavenly punishment? Thunder tribulation?" An Ziyou guessed it at once. Those people could almost be said to be dead, their souls had left their bodies, and they were forcefully rescued by Yu Yao. It would be strange if they did not receive heavenly punishment for such an act that went against the will of heaven.

Yuyao did not deny it.

"My little ancestor, it's not important that your face is fine. Fortunately, you survived. This heavenly punishment is no joke. That bolt of lightning was enough to kill you once. It's good that you're alive. When the time comes, let the master see if there is any way to restore it." An Ziyou said with concern. He knew what appearance meant to a woman, and tried to comfort her as much as possible.

On the contrary, Yu Yao, still looking calm and composed, said "hmm" softly.