Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

"Ah?" Meng Xuanqing seemed to have not expected Wen Jin to suddenly say this, and his expression was stunned: "No? I have been staying in Yaowang Valley since I was born and have never been anywhere."

Hearing this, Wen Jin withdrew his gaze and restrained his expression.

"What is your relationship with him?" Meng Xuanqing saw that Wen Jin didn't respond, so he continued.

Her eyes fell on Ji Yunmiao, and then looked at Wen Jin again.

"..." Wen Jin looked at her with an inquiring gaze, and a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What do you think the relationship is?"

This person came to talk to her for no apparent reason. She had noticed that this group of people didn't take her seriously when they were outside just now. Now that they suddenly came all the way around to find her, there were many possible motives for this.

Meng Xuanqing was choked and opened her mouth: "This...if I knew it, I wouldn't ask..."

"I didn't say that either, you know?" Wen Jin looked at her with a smile: "What I'm asking is - what do you think our relationship is?"

As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and seeing that Meng Xuanqing did not answer, she continued: "Can't answer? It doesn't matter."

"It seems that all the disciples here like you very much?" Wen Jin tilted his head and took the initiative to greet the guest.

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Meng Xuanqing, who had an embarrassed look on his face, suddenly had a look of complacency.

Meng Xuan smiled shyly: "Maybe."

She said, then casually tugged at the hem of her skirt that had fallen to the ground, and glanced at the disciples around her calmly.

Wen Jin took in all the little movements and had a 70% understanding of this person's motives.

"Miss Meng is being modest." She laughed. "It is natural for a cultivator like Miss Meng to be liked by everyone. Even I can't help but like her when I see her!"

Wen Jin smiled and continued speaking along the lines of Meng Xuanqing.

Meng Xuanqing heard this, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes: "Then do you think he will like me too?"

"..." Wen Jin didn't say anything. He sat there with his head in his hands, looking at her with a faint smile on his lips: This man... How old is he, and he's still thinking about Ji Yunmiao?

Seeing that Wen Jin didn't answer, Meng Xuanqing's eyes showed a hint of anxiety.

I really can't keep my composure. Wen Jin curled his lips silently in his heart.

"Maybe." She said, and the aura unique to a superior spread out instantly. She looked at Meng Xuanqing with a smile, but the words that came out of her mouth were so bland that they were almost cold.

It was not known whether Meng Xuanqing was overwhelmed by joy or because he had become oblivious to Wen Jin's bland tone, the smile on his lips suddenly deepened a lot, and he could not even detect the indifference in Wen Jin's tone.

What a fool. Wen Jin silently made a note in his heart: I just remembered to ask her about her relationship with Ji Yunmiao, but now I have completely forgotten it.

Meng Xuanqing got a satisfactory answer, so he turned aside and stopped talking to Wen Jin. Instead, he sat on the viewing stand between the competition between Ji Yunmiao and Situ Yuan.

She propped up her chin, her eyes moving constantly between Ji Yunmiao and Situ Yuan - she looked at Ji Yunmiao longer, as if she was planning something.

Over two days and two nights, the aroma of medicine gradually wafted out from the two alchemy furnaces.

What surprised everyone was that the fragrance of the elixir actually first wafted out of Ji Yunmiao’s alchemy furnace!

Everyone here is a real master of alchemy. Even though they are inferior in talent, one can still tell their level by watching the competition.

Although the fragrance of the elixir in Situ Yuan's alchemy furnace wafted out right after the fragrance of the elixir in Ji Yunmiao's hand, with the difference of only three or four breaths, in this kind of duel between masters, a difference of three breaths would mean being slightly inferior.

Ji Yunmiao and Situ Yuan opened their eyes almost at the same time. Their mental strength was briefly withdrawn from the alchemy furnace, but their spiritual power was still beating the medicinal power.

Situ Yuan obviously noticed what happened just now. He pursed his lips slightly and looked at Ji Yunmiao with a bit of caution and alertness - but he was not too nervous. After all, the rejuvenation pill in his hand had laid the foundation for the ninth level, so it was reasonable to waste some time.

Ji Yunmiao noticed his gaze, but his eyes remained indifferent, as if he didn't take the matter to heart at all.

Then, the two closed their eyes again, injected their mental power into the alchemy furnace again, and the pill began to take shape!

Wen Jin was so sleepy that she dozed off with her head bowed. This kind of mentally exhausting activity was too torturous for talisman practitioners like them who relied on talismans. She originally wanted to sleep for a while, but there were alchemy practitioners sitting all around her, each with stronger mental strength than the other. They had been staring at the movements and techniques of Ji Yunmiao and Situ Yuan with alert eyes from beginning to end. Wen Jin was really embarrassed to sleep: she always felt it was really embarrassing.

So she could only take breaks from sleep, waking up for a while and sleeping for a while. Now, as the scent of the medicine wafted into her nose, she sat up straight again.

After Meng Xuan smelled the medicine box emitting from Ji Yunmiao's alchemy furnace, she subconsciously glanced in Wen Jin's direction. Seeing that Wen Jin looked like he hadn't woken up yet, she felt even more disdainful: Although she had forgotten to ask what the relationship between the two was before, but now it seemed that even if they were just Taoist lovers, so what?

Ji Yunmiao used an alchemy furnace that was much inferior to Situ Yuan's, but he was still one step ahead of Situ Yuan. With this kind of talent, even if he was from the lower realm, he would have a place in Medicine King Valley in the future, and might even become a personal disciple of a master like Kong Qing.

And that Wen Jin, whose mental strength is so poor, what can he use to compete with such a genius? Meng Xuanqing's mouth curled slightly, and the disdain in his eyes became stronger.

Another half day.

The alchemy furnace in Ji Yunmiao's hand began to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the alchemy furnace under Situ Yuan's hand began to tremble.

"Brother Situ... the furnace seems to be shaking more violently than before..."

A disciple who had watched Situ Yuan making the elixir once spoke in confusion.

"It seems to be true. The elixir that Senior Brother Situ gave me this time..."

The person who responded did not continue speaking, but suddenly a burst of whispers arose all around.

As the vibration of the alchemy furnace in Situ Yuan's hand increased, the answer in everyone's mind was almost clear.

On the other hand, on Ji Yunmiao's side, the alchemy furnace in front of him just trembled for a short while, and now it has returned to calm.

The disciples watching shook their heads: "This... this looks like spiritual wisdom is not yet fully developed?"

"If it's not intelligent enough, then it can't be considered a true high-level elixir..."

Some disciples covered their eyes with spiritual power and squinted their eyes in an attempt to see the condition of the elixir in Ji Yunmiao's furnace.

Ji Yunmiao opened his eyes, still looking calm and indifferent.

Situ Yuan opened his eyes, and his determination to win was evident in his eyes.