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

He was a little nervous just now. If the ninth-level elixir had not yet developed its intelligence, it would be difficult to form a round shape, let alone carve patterns on it.

At this moment, the dark red alchemy furnace under his hand was shaking due to the impact of the elixir that had already developed intelligence. It could be said that it was just one step away from success.

But when he saw Ji Yunmiao's appearance, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Situ Yuan thought about it and his eyes fell on the dusty and motionless alchemy furnace in Ji Yunmiao's hand - is he... not yet spiritually intelligent?

The eighth-level elixir's spiritual wisdom had a strong intention to break through the elixir furnace, but at this moment, Ji Yunmiao's elixir furnace became silent after a very short tremor. It seemed that it had not failed... Could it be that it was not an eighth-level elixir? It was a seventh-level elixir?

Thinking of this, Situ Yuan suddenly felt that he had wasted a lot of mental energy and felt a little annoyed.

But after a moment, he calmed himself down and put his mind into the final process again.

After he closed his eyes, he couldn't see that Ji Yunmiao's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed slightly.

Ji Yunmiao's spiritual sense probed into the alchemy furnace, and a white pill that had already taken shape was now floating inside the furnace with a faint green light.

The fine green light traveled across every delicate and intricate line on the surface of the pill, flowing over and over again - it had apparently been taking shape for a while.

He didn't move and continued to pretend everything.

The reason is simple, because Wen Jin just sent him a message: "Don't be too ostentatious, remember to perform Dan Yao Lingzhi at the end."

More than two days later, he heard Wen Jin's voice again, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Everyone's attention was focused on the pills, and no one paid attention to who was communicating with whom - not even Meng Xuanqing, who had always been concerned about Ji Yunmiao, noticed.

At this moment, her eyebrows were slightly frowned. She no longer cared about Situ Yuan's alchemy furnace. Her eyes were fixed on Ji Yunmiao's alchemy furnace. Even Ji Yunmiao's hands, which she had always admired, were no longer within her sight.

As the smell from the medicine box became stronger, a colorful vision gradually appeared on Situ Yuan's side.

Meng Xuanqing finally snorted and withdrew her gaze from Ji Yunmiao. Then she glared at Wen Jin, who seemed to have no ambitions.

Just assume that she was mistaken!

Wen Jin felt a little confused by her look. She didn't care that she was just sitting there and affecting her, but she got glared at for no reason. However, since Ji Yunmiao was about to win the competition, and she could loot their medicinal herbs soon, she didn't have time to take this matter seriously.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" in the air, and Situ Yuan's alchemy furnace was opened, and a beam of white light shot straight into the sky and earth! A hole was directly rushed out of the stone house!

Immediately following the appearance of the white light, all the facilities in the room shook - even Ji Yunmiao's alchemy furnace was no exception.

Everyone saw Situ Yuan slap his palm on the ground! Then he jumped up from the ground, holding the glass bottle between his fingers and covering the flying pill!

The pill "whoosh" and changed direction.

Seeing this, Wen Jin suddenly became seven points more sober. Thinking of the day when she held Kong Qing's flying ninth-grade elixir with bare hands, she subconsciously clenched her hands.

Situ Yuan's pill changed direction and moved towards Wen Jin.

Don't come over here, don ......

Wen Jin closed his eyes and kept repeating to himself.

The pill seemed to have heard Wen Jin's prayer and stopped less than one meter in front of Wen Jin.

It hung in the air, no longer moving closer to Wen Jin.

Seeing this, Meng Xuanqing's disdain deepened. In her opinion, Wen Jin was just an ordinary person who was afraid of being hit by the pills. Pills are intelligent! How could they get close to someone like her?

She couldn't help but snort, feeling that Wen Jin was wasting her time.

"Come on, Brother Situ!" Meng Xuanqing sat there, shook his hand and shouted.

Hearing the voice, Situ Yuan pursed his lips and threw the glass bottle towards Wen Jin - with a "pop", it was caught in my hand halfway.

A white and strong hand tightly grasped the glass bottle and did not move forward any further.

Everyone immediately looked along the arm towards the man’s face, and it was - Ji Yunmiao?

I don't know when he finished refining the elixir. At this moment, one of his hands was hanging by his side holding a porcelain bottle, and the other hand was raised to grab Situ Yuan's glass bottle.

The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down. They watched Ji Yunmiao gently place the porcelain bottle on the table, and then he took out a glass bottle stopper from somewhere, lowered his raised arm, and stuffed the glass bottle stopper into the glass bottle. He shook the glass bottle - everyone saw that there was already a pill in the transparent glass bottle!

As for the one that stopped in front of Wen Jin, no one knew when it disappeared!

"No one is watching the performance." Ji Yunmiao's voice entered Wen Jin's mind while the group of people were still not able to react.

Wen Jin finally opened his tightly closed eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

She rubbed her eyes and almost fell asleep again.

Everyone was still in shock for a long time.

"Brother Situ, please take good care of your own things and don't throw them around. It would be bad if they hurt others." Ji Yunmiao raised his eyes and looked at Situ Yuan. His voice was still light, but his eyes seemed a little colder than before.

The glass bottle slid in a perfect arc in the air and fell steadily into Situ Yuan's hands.

He took the glass bottle and said nothing.

"Who will test the pill?" Ji Yunmiao stood up and patted his hem.

The air was silent, and no one spoke.

"I'll do it." A white figure suddenly appeared in the center of the stone house.

"Greetings, Master—" After the crowd saw the figure clearly, they all knelt down one after another.

There were still a few people. Wen Jin counted them. There were not many. Not counting her and Ji Yunmiao, there were only four or five who did not kneel. These four or five people bowed their hands towards Liu Jingyao and buried their heads deeply between their arms.

Including Situ Yuan and Meng Xuanqing.

Liu Jingyao said "hmm" lightly, then he walked a few steps towards the middle, stood between Ji Yunmiao and Situ Yuan, and extended a hand to each side.

A porcelain bottle and a glass bottle were handed to him respectively.

When Liu Jingyao turned around, he looked at Situ Yuan deeply.

Two pills were poured onto the black velvet cloth. Liu Jingyao waved his hand and asked the other disciples to gather around.

"Which one do you think is better?"

He didn't say anything, but instead threw the question to everyone.

After asking, he once again fixed his gaze on Situ Yuan, who represented the left.