Each disciple is not simple

Mingjia was still wearing the same white dress, but she didn't like to dress up, so she had a jade hairpin in her hair. She leaned back in her chair casually and lazily, as if she didn't care about the game.

"Who do you two think will win?" Xuan Ji asked with a smile, seemingly unaware of the cold atmosphere between them.

"Dan Qing's experience and talent in making elixirs are far inferior to mine." Yao Wujiu's voice was as cold as he was. Even though he was his first disciple, he still spoke as if he were a stranger. "It's just that he has a flawed mentality and is a bit too stubborn."

"I don't know much about Mo Yao's alchemy, but the fasting pills she made are my favorite." Mingjia thought of the sour and sweet taste and suddenly wanted to eat plums.

Before Xuanji could say anything, Yao Wujiu's cold eyes fell on Mingjia, "As a teacher, don't mislead your students. If you can't teach Jun Moyao, then let her go and give her to someone else."

Without waiting for Mingjia to speak, Yao Wujiu continued, "Since Jun Moyao became your disciple, she has never been to the academy. You, as a master, are really too unreasonable."

Mingjia's expression darkened, but he didn't open his mouth to refute anything.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting even weirder, Xuanji could only avoid the topic, "Speaking of which, Wujiu, did you give Mingjia the recipe for the Xuduan Pill? After we collect the herbs, I'll trouble you to refine it directly."

"Mo Yao is going to make it herself."

"not my business."

The two voices sounded at the same time.

Xuanji looked at Mingjia, then looked at Yao Wushi, and finally decided to give up and just shut up.

Finally, Dan Qing was the first to complete the pill, and a round-colored Bigu Pill appeared in his hand.

Dan Qing exhaled slowly, and all the distracting thoughts in his mind were settled at this moment. He admitted that he was a little nervous at the beginning of the competition, but after touching the medicinal materials he dealt with every day, he only became focused and serious.

He is proud because he has the right to be proud.

He is Yao Wujiu's first disciple and also Wen Yaofeng's eldest senior brother!

Xuanji stepped forward to check, with a look of surprise on her face, "Top-grade Bigu Pill! Danqing, you are worthy of being the leader among our Taishang Sect disciples."

Due to the limitation of ingredients, the only way to improve the quality of low-level Bigu Pills is to refine the medicinal materials. The fewer impurities in the medicinal materials, the higher the quality of the pill.

To be able to reach the top grade level is already a testament to the excellence of the refining technology.

Dan Qing could still hear the praises from his fellow disciples below, but his expression remained calm. However, his eyes could not help but fall on his master, Yao Wujiu.

However, his master did not look at him, but looked at Jun Moyao beside him.

Danqing lowered his head, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Not long after, a faint and elegant medicinal fragrance wafted out of Jun Moyao's alchemy furnace, but this fragrance did not smell like fasting pills, but more like jasmine tea.

Jun Moyao used her spiritual power to take out the pill, and instantly, the pill was covered with a layer of light golden light.

Yao Wujiu couldn't sit still anymore and flew over.

Dan Qing looked at the fasting pill in Jun Moyao's hand and his face turned very ugly.

"Top-grade fasting pill! How did you do it?" Yao Wujiu's eyes were burning with excitement, and he was obviously very surprised.

Jun Moyao smiled proudly, "It's nothing, it's just that Master doesn't like the bitter taste of the Bigu Pills, so I've been trying to make Bigu Pills with different flavors. After trying a few times, I found that after adding Beimu Grass, the Bigu Pills not only become jasmine flavored, but also improve in grade. It's just a bit tasteless."

After hearing this, Yao Wujiu let out a breath and looked at Jun Moyao seriously, "If you are willing to come and ask Yao Feng, I am willing to let you be my last disciple."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar. Everyone looked at Jun Moyao with envy.

"Thank you, Master Yaofeng, but I already have a master." Jun Moyao looked at Mingjia and raised his eyebrows childishly, as if to say, 'Look! I won!'

Danqing stood there in a daze, like a joke.

He lost, and lost badly.

Jun Moyao walked up to Danqing with a smile, and Danqing handed the mermaid jade to her, "Thank you, Senior Brother Danqing, for your generosity."

The disciples still did not disperse, and they all kept mentioning Jun Moyao, their admiration for her evident in their words.

Dan Qing sat at the bottom of the arena, his head hanging down in dejection. This was something he would never have done in the past because of his status.

His mind was blank, as if his whole body was empty.

“Is a win or loss that important?”

Hearing the familiar voice, Danqing's back tensed again.

"If you lose, you lose. Instead of worrying about it here, you might as well think about why you lost." Mingjia looked at Danqing calmly, without any emotion in his eyes.

Dan Qing bit her lip and whispered, "Am I not working hard enough..."

Mingjia shook her head. "Even I know how hard you've worked, but hard work alone is not enough. You're too impatient and always eager for success. Alchemy requires not only skills, but also a peaceful and calm state of mind."

Danqing was silent for a moment, as if thinking about Mingjia's words.

"This failure may not be a bad thing for you. Only by reflecting on yourself and finding your own shortcomings can you truly grow." Mingjia patted Danqing on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Danqing looked at her back, feeling mixed emotions.

He didn't expect that the person who could comfort him was Mingjia, whom he had always looked down upon.

And his master...

Danqing might be somewhat expecting to see Yao Wujiu.

However, the seats in the stands were already empty.

It seems that he has brought shame to his master and Wen Yaofeng...

Since this battle, Jun Moyao became completely famous in the Tai Shang Sect, and her improved multi-flavor fasting pills were sought after by everyone.

There was an endless stream of people coming to Chijian Peak to buy elixirs, and the disciples who were tired of the medicinal taste of the fasting pills opened the door to a new world.

Jun Moyao accepted all offers. After all, the refining time of the fasting pill was short, the number of pills produced was large, and the raw materials were cheap, which was just right for a poor woman like her.

She always felt guilty towards Mingjia, and used the spirit stones she earned to buy Mingjia several magic weapons to be inlaid on the scabbard of the Langyue Sword.

If it was something else, Mingjia might have refused, but Jun Moyao had sent it to her heart.

Mingjia has been in high spirits these days, smiling every day, which makes Xuanji frightened, fearing that she has robbed Jubao Tower.

Jun Moyao didn't understand why the sect leader always thought Mingjia was so terrible. In her eyes, Mingjia had always been a very kind and gentle person.

However, Mingjia's peaceful and leisurely days did not last long.

"...Mo Yao is from Zhijian Peak, so it's only natural for me to bring her along, but why should I bring the two of them along?"