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n“Why are you so fierce toward it?”

nThose teary eyes looked so pitiful her heart ached.

n“Gold-type spiritual bodies are lazy by nature. If you don’t get a little stricter with it, it will never recall what you want it to. It won’t even be able to improve.”

nOf course, these were just excuses.

nShe treated that furball with much affection, and this made Di Lingtian unhappy with Xiao Jin.

nMore importantly, Jun Mohuang’s bodily constitution was too special. She’d have to deal with many catastrophes in future.

nXiao Jin had to do its best in order to stay by her side.

nJun Mohuang pouted when she heard how pretentious he sounded.

nShe really took her hat off him for being able to make something unpleasant sound so dignified.

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nJun Mohuang surely couldn’t let Xiao Jin fight for itself. The most lucrative job in this world was to be an apothecary.

nThe demand for pills was extremely high in Huan Yun as everyone took it rather often.

nNot everyone in the Cangyuan Continent was able to afford a magic weapon, but no matter how poor they were, they could surely purchase some pills.

nOne might not die in combat if they did not have a weapon. They could have other skills and abilities or ways of survival.

nBut to be injured without medicinal pills was a much larger problem.

nHence, apothecaries were very much richer in the region.

nThis was also why the Su Family was wealthier and more powerful than the Jun Family.

nAlthough she could not refine medicine, she could concoct medicinal compounds.

nMedicinal compounds had never been seen in the Cangyuan Continent before, but that did not matter. As long as it was effective, who would care that it did not look like a conventional pill?

nJun Mohuang was extremely confident in the effectiveness of the compound she’d put together. All she needed now was a chance to show the world her invention.

nAnd this opportunity was right here for her.

nJun Mohuang changed her appearance to Master Mo’s once again, and got a huge batch of medicinal herbs from Baibao Pavilion.

nTwo days later in Huan City’s ghost market.

nSu Zhiyu was going to be refining medicine in the ghost city and selling the pills at half the price. News of it spread fast.

nThe needy residents of Huan City could even take some for free.

nThis got the people of Huan City excited.

nMany of them guessed that the Su Family had been utterly embarrassed when Su Zhijing was running wildly and when Su Zhiyu was given a slap on her face previously.

nThat was why the first miss of the Su Family had to come up with such an event.

nBut whatever the Su Family’s motive was for this event, it was good news for the people.

nSu Zhiyu was a gifted apothecary, and had already earned five stars for her skill at the tender age of 16. The pills she refined were of a five-star grade.

nA single five-star pill was worth 10,000 gold coins at market price.

nNow it only cost 5,000 gold coins each; only a fool would let this opportunity slip!

nThe Su Family’s stall in the ghost city was already crowded with people at dawn.

nMany of them were the poor and needy.

n“Don’t rush, please line up first. I’ll be handing the pills out to the poor families first.”

nSu Zhiyu was dressed in a long white dress which made her appear more elegant and charismatic. She even seemed a little like a goddess in that dressing.

nShe looked nothing like she did two days ago when she was slapped in front of Baibao Pavilion.

n“Miss Su, you’re too kind!”

n“Thank you, Miss Su. You’re the savior of us poor people!”

n“Miss Su is really a goddess on Earth. She must’ve been sent from the Heavens to protect us!”

nSu Zhiyu’s words touched the poor. Some of them even knelt down to thank her for her kindness.

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