Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Okay, let’s not talk about the past for now.

The time was almost up, Xiao Lin collected the Phoenix True Fire.

At this time, the small jade bottle was already filled with one third of gray mist droplets, which were condensed and compressed from a large amount of mist.

He raised his hand and put a large amount of gray slag into the mustard seed ring, which took up most of the space.

At this time, there was still one tenth of the space left in the mustard seed ring, which was left to store the jade grass.

After collecting the silver jewelry and removing the barrier, the three of them set off to the previously agreed location to trade for the Jade Grass.

At the foot of the back mountain.

The dozen or so monks who set up stalls in Blackrock City all thought they had hit the jackpot.

Since the alchemist himself said that he would take as many as he could, and they were not stupid, the more they picked, the more spirit stones they would sell.

Not only did these people pick hedgehog grass non-stop all night long, some of them even called their families over, since no one could see them in the dark.

So when Qi Wu Yue and Xiao Lin arrived and saw the hedgehog grass weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, they were really shocked.

There were more than a dozen stall owners, and each monk picked more than a thousand or even two thousand kilograms of hedgehog grass overnight and piled them at the foot of the mountain, weighing almost 20,000 kilograms.

Fortunately, there is still enough space left in the mustard seed ring, but it is still very limited.

After checking the Jade Grass, I found that the plant was indeed complete and met the requirements, with soil and vitality as always.

After collecting the Xu Yucao, Xiao Lin took out a large amount of Gui Yuan Dan instead of spirit stones to pay everyone. The price he gave was even 30% higher than the original price, instead of the agreed 10%.

One stall owner hesitated and asked, "Is this... too much?"

Xiao Lin shook his head and said with a smile: "The extra money is firstly to thank you for your hard work, and secondly, I hope you can keep the matter of us buying herbs confidential."

When people got the money, they all said, "Of course, of course."

After everyone left, Xiao Lin took out another bottle of second-grade elixir and gave them to Qin Shi and Shou Hou respectively to thank them for their hard work in supervising the work.

Both of them were very excited. A second-grade pill could be sold for dozens of spirit stones.

Especially the skinny monkey, who now had no shortage of spirit stones to treat his mother's illness, immediately wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Xiao Lin.

With the two missions completed, it was finally time for them to return to the academy.

The resource competition will end in four days, and it will take them two days just to control the spirit crane to return to the academy.

As a result, there are only two days left for the resource competition, which is extremely urgent.

With their new disciple Hou Tu leaping onto the spiritual crane, the two returned to the academy almost non-stop.

At this time, in the outer courtyard of the academy, the third and fourth grades were competing for resources.

Compared to the thriving fourth grade, which is getting stronger and stronger, the third grade is in a bleak situation, and all the teachers and principals of the grade have worried faces.

On the trial stage, the spiritual power battle continued, and the sword energy and skills were used together, which was dazzling.

With a loud bang, a third-year student was thrown off the stage by a fourth-year student.

At the same time, the same scene occurred on the other two trial platforms, with the third-year students suffering a miserable defeat.

The third-grade head teacher, Taoist Mei Yun, has had a pimple on his brow for many days.

Watching the students being knocked off the trial platform, Taoist Mei Yun clenched his fists. His handsome face was gone, replaced by a stern expression. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

After the students lost more than ten games in a row.

"Click"

Taoist Mei Yun crushed the white stone on the railing with his bare hands, and held it in his hand along with the exquisite relief.

He turned around and asked his right-hand man, the student who was recording the status of the competition, "How many students are left who have good cultivation and have reached level eight or above and are still able to fight?"

The assistant student's scalp tingled. He opened the notebook where he recorded the competition situation without hesitation and said, "There are still four eighth-level and one ninth-level players. Does the director want them to play now?"

"bang"

"Five!" Taoist Mei Yun crushed a piece of white stone railing in his hand into powder.

"What is Teacher Xiaomei doing?"

An extremely smooth voice sounded.

A middle-aged monk with a straight beard came over. He looked at the broken white stone railing and said with regret: "The academy building is the hard work of the logistics monks. How can it be destroyed casually just to vent? Such an act is immoral."

"Deduct it from my salary." Taoist Mei Yun said coldly.

Not wanting to argue with the newcomer, he turned around and left with his assistant.

The middle-aged monk looked at his departing back with a loyal expression, and smiled as he allowed the students and disciples behind him to bring chairs and serve him tea.

This person is Shan Zhen, the head of the fourth grade and a junior from the same clan as the chief elder of the outer courtyard.

He had an honest face and an air of righteousness, but his eyes occasionally sparkled with a gleam that revealed his tact and sophistication.

The fourth-grade dean took a sip of tea and looked at the slender figure on the stage. He said in a tricky way, "We have to take all three trial platforms. As for the most valuable challenge platform... even if it's the son of the Lu family, it's not easy to give it up. After all, it's 30% of the resources."

A short student nearby had a gleam in his eyes, and immediately stepped forward, bent down, and diligently massaged the director's legs.

He said, "Young Master Lu is indeed very powerful, but he is not unstoppable. With a few more people, he can still fight back. Director, are you afraid of offending the Lu family?"

The Lu family of Zhongzhou can be ranked among the top five among the many aristocratic families that practice immortal cultivation.

The short student continued, "Actually, these are all normal tactics. There's no need to be too cautious. But since the director is hesitant, I have a solution..."

Shan Zhen became interested: "Tell me about it."

The short student said, "Since the director is avoiding mentioning his family background, why not find someone who is equally matched?"

"Among the fourth-year students, there is no other student who is born in one of the top ten families. If there are any, they are just some side branches, not worth mentioning." Shan Zhen frowned.

The short student lowered his voice and said, "There is no one in the fourth grade, but there is one in the lower grades. As far as I know, there is a young master from the Lan family among the freshmen this year."

Shan Zhen looked amused and disdainful when he heard this: "The Lan family? How can they be compared with the Lu family?"

"The Lan family is indeed not qualified, but aren't they affiliated with the Bing family?"

"The Bing family and the Lu family are both among the top ten families. I heard that the Chen family is declining and the Bing family is expected to be among the top five families. Naturally, they will not..."

"Isn't there still the fifth grade young master? I heard that Master Lan Chi is very popular in front of him."

"Whether you beat a dog or not depends on its owner. Besides, one is the only son in the family, and the other one..." The short student stopped talking quietly.