"This..."
Jian Ye stared at her face as it morphed into another, his eyes widening in shock, his jaw nearly dropping.
To change one's appearance so effortlessly, without expending any effort.
This was by no means achievable with elixirs, so...
This was a secret art?!
Seeing his expression, Feng Yin Wan knew she had succeeded. She nodded with satisfaction and brought down her horsewhip.
"Giddy up—"
Almost the instant the horse began to gallop, a subtle ripple surfaced beneath her beautiful face, but it quickly vanished.
This year's Alchemy Convention was to be held at the main headquarters of the Immortal Medicine Sect in Yunzhou. In a way, Feng Yin Wan had some connection here.
And not a small one, at that.
The old man had tricked her into becoming his disciple, pinning great hopes on her, but before a single day had passed, Xi Wen and Jian Ye had taken her away.
His hard-earned final disciple was gone in a flash. When she returned this time, she was more concerned about the old man's mental state.
Mentioning this, Jian Ye's expression clearly turned a bit unnatural.
He coughed twice and spoke words of comfort.
"Miss, please don't worry. I will personally explain to Chairman Luo."
After all, Miss Wan'er was the Holy Lord's niece, and she had stayed in the Xuanmen for three years. Even if Old Man Luo was reluctant, he couldn't snatch her from the Holy Lord.
Besides, it would be useless to try; Miss Wan'er would definitely not agree.
They arrived at the headquarters a day in advance.
The Alchemy Convention was a grand affair. According to Jian Ye, a secret auction for elixirs would also be held concurrently, selling various elixirs produced at the convention. The venue was set at the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion in Yunzhou City.
All elixirs would be sold uniformly through the headquarters. The split was three for the alchemist, two for the sect, and five for the headquarters.
Those who refused to sell were simply not allowed to participate...
Well, it was essentially outright robbery.
Feng Yin Wan clicked her tongue and couldn't help but sigh. This was indeed something the old man could do.
"You two, this way please."
A young attendant came to greet them.
As people from various medicine sects had arrived days earlier, there were few residences left in the headquarters. Fortunately, the Xuanmen still carried some weight.
Although the residence arranged by the attendant for them was a bit remote, the courtyard was spacious enough.
Feng Yin Wan looked around inside and out, nodding with satisfaction.
"Alright, this will do."
Jian Ye, who had intended to say something, stopped immediately upon hearing this.
After escorting them, the attendant withdrew. After setting down their luggage, Feng Yin Wan glanced at the sky and walked straight out.
"Miss, are you going to the alchemy room?"
The Alchemy Convention was tomorrow, and at this time, cultivators from all the medicine sects were in the alchemy rooms, practicing repeatedly.
Jian Ye thought she was going too and was about to step forward to say that the Xuanmen had a dedicated alchemy room at the headquarters, but Feng Yin Wan waved her hand.
"I have something to attend to and need to go out."
Jian Ye was slightly taken aback. Before he could speak again, he heard her give an order.
"You can stay at the headquarters. You don't need to follow."
Jian Ye dared not disobey Feng Yin Wan's orders. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded.
"Yes."
Having stayed here for two days before, Feng Yin Wan easily avoided the gaze of the crowd and exited the headquarters through the back door.
After a few steps, a gust of wind stirred behind her, and a figure landed lightly.
Feng Yin Wan's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she stopped.
"You're here?"
The moment her voice fell, a light laugh sounded from behind her, and in the next instant, a palm strike with a hint of sharpness flew through the air.
Feng Yin Wan raised her delicate eyebrows and sidestepped, dodging it with ease.
With this move, she leaped onto an adjacent rock face, indicating she knew martial arts.
The person behind her was slightly taken aback, then spoke with a hint of surprise.
"Not bad. A few years have passed, and you've improved a bit."
Her cultivation had improved, her breathing was now controlled, and she had even learned martial arts.
Her eyes shifted, and she was about to attack again. However, before her palm could be swung, it was interrupted by flying silver needles.
In the next instant, a woman's voice, carrying a warning tone, followed closely.
"Feng Wu Xi, that's enough!"
She hadn't seen him in three years, and he attacked her first upon meeting?
She really wanted to crack open this scoundrel's head and see what was inside!
Feng Wu Xi's lips curled.
With a wave of his fingertips, the two silver needles were slanted and embedded into the rock face at her feet. He then looked up at her and spoke half-jokingly.
"So high up, can you get down?"
Without waiting for her to speak, he extended his arm tentatively.
"Come, jump. This Lord will catch you."
His tone was frivolous and carried a hint of carelessness, practically screaming "You are weak" on his face.
Feng Yin Wan rolled her eyes at him and leaped from the rock face.
"Who are you looking down on?"
As the saying goes, fortune changes; thirty years east, thirty years west.
But for her, three years was enough!
Feng Wu Xi curled his lips and squinted at her, "You lured this Lord here with a pigeon's message. What are your intentions?"
The matter of faking his death and escaping was orchestrated by him. Afterward, he had secretly searched for Feng Yin Wan's whereabouts but found nothing.
For the past three years, this woman had disappeared without a trace, as if she were dead.
His arrival in Yunzhou this time was because he had recently received a message. Although the sender was not indicated, he could vaguely guess that the messenger was Feng Yin Wan.
"Guess what this is."
A medicine box suddenly appeared before him. Feng Wu Xi's eyes narrowed, and just as he was about to draw it over with his palm, the medicine box was taken back by her first.
Feng Yin Wan closed her beautiful eyes and, mimicking his earlier tone, spoke lazily.
"Lord Feng, I didn't like what you just said."
No, she intensely disliked it!
She had even remembered and specifically refined a Spirit Awakening Pill to bring, only for this scoundrel to not appreciate it at all!
She subtly pursed her lips. Feng Wu Xi, however, immediately turned serious.
"Is it truly a Spirit Awakening Pill?"
He hadn't expected her to remember.
Feng Yin Wan "Mm"ed, and with a flick of her wrist, she gently tossed it to him.
"Authentic."
"Thanks."
"You know to say thanks now. Alright, let's go back."
This was, after all, the main headquarters of the Immortal Medicine Sect, and it was inconvenient for her to stay here long with Feng Wu Xi.
She finished speaking and was about to walk back, but Feng Wu Xi spoke again.
"Are you here in Yunzhou in connection with this Alchemy Convention?"
He had already heard about the secret auction. Feng Yin Wan's appearance here now likely meant she was participating in this Alchemy Convention as well.
Indeed, he heard her affirm.
"Yes."
Feng Wu Xi's eyes darkened imperceptibly upon hearing this.
"You've become involved with people from the Xuanmen?"
This Spirit Awakening Pill had explained everything.
The matter was complicated, and Feng Yin Wan didn't know how to explain it to him. After a moment of silence, she spoke again.
"This is not something that can be explained in a word or two. In any case, you should take the Spirit Awakening Pill back to the Wu Xi Pavilion first."
"After things are settled, I will return there, bringing... Chen Chen with me."