Meng Yirou had a lot on her mind.

  She couldn't see through the true strength of the young man before her. She didn't know if he owerful alchemist or just an ordinary person running a Medie Hall that seemed to have nothing, living a difficult life.

  Even though Meng Yirou was the Divine Medical Saintess of the Divine Medical Pace, a status that no sensible cultivator or Hidden World Master would easily offend, she couldn't act rashly. What if she angered him?

  So, it was better to py it safe, be a bit humble, and not reveal her identity as the Divine Medical Saintess. If this senior was truly a Hidden World Master, she would be willing to make friends; if he was just a short-sighted mortal... hmph, then there was o be polite.

  She still felt that this "Hidden World Master" was one part real, nine parts fake.

  The one part real robably because Bai Fei'er's Sacred Grade Divine on was hard to expin, or rather, she thought it was hard to expin, but it was uhat this young man could produce su item.

  "Miss Yirou, your name is quite lovely."

  Gu Heng looked her over, thinking that this mortal girl was quite pretty, but it was strange for a mortal girl to be running around at night with her cultivator bestie. She must have a big heart.

  But Bai Fei'er seemed capable enough to protect her, so she wasn't worried.

  However, Gu Heng had noticed Miss Yirou's "little as" earlier.

  "But Miss Yirou, you came to my Medie Hall and started rummaging through my medie et. Were you pnning to steal my herbs?"

  His voice was calm, yet carried a hint of authority.

  Meng Yirou's face finally showed a look of astonishment, which Gu Heng caught pletely, firming his suspis.

  Hmm, this mortal girl's hands aren't very .

  Although she hadn't expected her as of toug his medie et to be noticed, Meng Yirou quickly adjusted her expression.

  "Apologies, I am also skilled in alchemy. Wheered this Medie Hall and saw familiar things, I couldn't help but touch them. I apologize for the offense."

  Meng Yirou said, bowing slightly to show her apology.

  "Oh? You know alchemy too?" Gu Heng raised an eyebrow.

  He didn't ge his tone, mainly because he didn't quite believe it.

  This mortal girl was dressed in such luxurious attire, her robe looked like something a on family couldn't afford. To be besties with a young dy of wealth, she was likely another wealthy young dy, uo cultivate, but certainly from a rich family.

  Could such a wealthy young dy uand alchemy?

  Alchemy is no easy task. Gu Heng had mastered "medical skills," prescribing and diagnosing patients daily, w himself to exhaustion. Alchemy itself is also time-ing.

  You have to watch the fire, some herbs 't just be thrown in all at ohey o be added in batches. Alchemy requires patieherwise it won't succeed.

  Gu Heng knew he had seen that arroganeng Yirou's face.

  After all, she was a treasure of a wealthy family.

  Could su impatiehy young dy ehe tediousness and solitude of alchemy?

  Most likely, she was just dabbling, certainly not profit.

  But hearing the phrase "you know alchemy too," and seeing the skeptical expression on Gu Heng's face, a fire ignited in Meng Yirou's heart!

  This "Hidden World Master" probably didn't care about worldly affairs, so he didn't know her as the renowned Divine Medical Saintess, but to question her alchemy skills!

  At fifteen, she had already shown an astonishing talent for alchemy, on par with her cultivation talent, even attrag the Pace Master of the Divine Medical Pace to personally take her as a disciple!

  In just four years, Meng Yirou had reached the rank of Sixth Grade Alchemist!

  Sixth Grade!!

  In the Sunfre Empire, the highest rank for an alchemist was Sixth Grade, and even the royal cultivator was mediocre in precision and trol of alchemy, whom she easily surpassed!

  Most alchemists spend a lifetime struggling to surpass the Frade, yet she had reached the Sixth Grade in just four years.

  Even within the Divine Medical Pace, many believed she was a "on-a-millennium talent," capable of breaking through the current Ninth Grade barrier and surpassing the "Mortal Rank."

  And now, she was being questioned by this young man, "you know alchemy too"...

  Holy, Meng Yirou thought she had a good temper. Regardless of whether he was a Hidden World Master, daring to question her was not only damaging her reputation but also that of her master, the Pace Master of the Divine Medical Pace!

  If her master heard this, he would definitely be furious enough to e and demand an expnation... if this "Hidden World Master" was real.

  But now, Meng Yirou increasingly felt that he wasn't some master, just a short-sighted, ignorant mortal.

  Though angry, being questioned meant Meng Yirou had to use her "achievements" to sp him in the face!

  She had to!

  "Well... I was fortuo learn from a great master, so I have some skills in alchemy. Although it's just a fra pared to my esteemed teacher, it's still reputable."

  She raised her head slightly with some pride, casually taking out a small jade bottle and handing it to Gu Heng.

  Gu Heng took it, looking at the translut jade bottle and the pale purple pill with spiral patterns inside. After examining it for a moment, he asked, "Did you make this pill?"

  "Indeed."

  Meng Yirou appeared full of pride, and she had every reason to be.

  This was a Sixth Grade Soul Separation Pill!

  A peak Out-of-Body cultivator only o take oo step into the Divided Spirit stage! The effect was simple and direct, but even a Seventh Grade Alchemist might not succeed in making it on the first try.

  She, Meng Yirou, at eighteen, had successfully made this Sixth Grade Soul Separation Pill at the Five Regions Alchemy Tour, astonishing all the alchemists present, including her master who was judging from the high ptform.

  Meng Yirou felt quite proud of herself.

  Not to mention, this Sixth Grade Pill would surely shock this guy!

  She wasn't afraid he'd think she was lying. Every alchemist had their unique "mark," making it impossible for others to impersoheir pills. The spiral pattern on the pill was her mark.

  Gu Heng looked at her for a moment, seeing her looking down her him, and a smile tugged at his lips.

  Look at her, so proud.

  Is this even a pill? At best, it's just a dy with a bit of refreshing effect!

  Gu Heng's alchemy skills were maxed out. He might nnize a cultivator's pill, but a mortal trying to show off in front of him was like showing off one's skills before an expert. Better to just wash up and go to sleep!