Bai Li Qin Mo frowned and asked, “So you can’t figure out what the reason is either?”
Pei Qingshuang frowned and shook her head. “I can’t.”
Before Luo Han returned home, she had thought of countless possibilities.
Maybe it was a problem with the herbs, maybe the furnace, maybe the timing…
She had even wondered if the feng shui of Cloud Mist Peak was unlucky.
After all, she only had two and a half disciples—Dai Zifu and Chen Anqi together counted as half, Luo Han counted as two. To her, Luo Han’s preciousness was no less than a ninth-grade pill, so she absolutely didn’t want the reason to lie with Luo Han.
However, all these possibilities were shattered after Luo Han came back.
The same herbs, the same recipe, even the same furnace, yet the pills Luo Han refined had problems while others’ were fine.
Bai Li Qin Mo pinched his chin gravely and pondered for a long time, then spoke up:
“Does Luo Han know about this?”
Pei Qingshuang nodded slightly. “Not entirely. I told her it wasn’t her fault, but that she had refined a Youth Pill instead of a Pure Accumulation Pill.”
“This…”
Although Bai Li Qin Mo felt it was somewhat inappropriate, under the current circumstances, it was indeed the best way to handle it.
“Forget it, let it be for now. In the future, keep an eye on the pills she refines. If any other strange side effects appear, use this explanation.”
After all, Luo Han was the only disciple with a Fairy Spirit Root in the Xuantian Sect in the past hundred years.
He didn’t want this only seedling to have her Dao heart shattered.
“Besides you, it’s only the Sect Master and Luo Xing.”
“Yes.”
“Nine people know about this?”
Pei Qingshuang thought for a moment, then said, “Besides me and my two disciples, there are a few others who know.”
This morning, after she explained to Luo Han that she had refined a Youth Pill instead of a Pure Accumulation Pill, the latter immediately wanted to go find Luo Xing, afraid he might have a problem from eating the pill.
Pei Qingshuang then suggested that Dai Zifu go with her to let Luo Xing know the reason.
After all, he had also eaten that so-called “Youth Pill” earlier.
If she didn’t want him to let it slip, it was better to give him a reminder.
“Oh, right…”
Pei Qingshuang thought for a moment and added, “Elder Ye seems to know about it too, but she probably doesn’t understand the reason.”
That night, she only told Ye Li that the pill had side effects, but didn’t specify the reason.
After all, at that time, she didn’t know the problem with the pill lay with Luo Han.
“Elder Ye also knows?” Bai Li Qin Mo frowned. “When?”
Pei Qingshuang: “It was…”
After hearing her explanation, Bai Li Qin Mo’s expression became extremely interesting.
That night?
Wasn’t that the night when Ye Li forced him to eat that Pure Accumulation Pill and turned him into a child?
Actually, after that night, Bai Li Qin Mo had been wondering where Ye Li got such a terrifying pill that could turn him, a Mahayana stage cultivator, into a child.
And now he knew.
So as soon as Pei Qingshuang left, Ye Li came running to find him!
What a dear junior sister he had!
She never thought of him for good things, but she used all her tricks on him, her senior brother!
Forget whether that was something a junior sister should do.
First, was it something a human would do?!
“We must make sure no one else finds out about this…” Bai Li Qin Mo covered his face and waved his hand. “Don’t even tell the disciples within the sect.”
This matter was bizarre inside and out.
If too many people knew, besides the bad influence, it might put Luo Han in unimaginable danger.
After all, in the cultivation world, any unknown thing would pique others’ curiosity.
The result would either be the death of the curious person or the death of the one who sparked curiosity.
Luo Xing, as Luo Han’s sister, should understand this, right?
“I don’t understand!”
On the other side, after hearing from Dai Zifu about her sister Luo Han, Luo Xing was completely stunned.
“What do you mean all the pills my sister refines have side effects?”
Yes.
He knew his sister Luo Han’s cooking was indescribable.
But alchemy…
Surely it couldn’t be that bad?
When she cooked, she liked to improvise, so it was understandable that things went wrong.
But when she refined pills…
Although he wasn’t an alchemist, he knew that pill refining followed the recipe operation.
She could copy it wrong?
“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I probably wouldn’t believe it either…” Dai Zifu said with some helplessness. “But that’s how it is.”
Not a single step was wrong, not a single herb was missing, yet the pill had side effects.
Even if Pei Qingshuang replicated her method step by step, or watched Luo Han the entire time during refining without missing a step, she couldn’t reproduce the side effects of Luo Han’s pill.
Hearing this, Luo Xing, standing on his flying sword, fell into deep confusion.
What was going on?
Luo Han’s pills always had random side effects?
What kind of conceptual passive was that?
Could it be that his sister Luo Han also had a system?
“Anyway, that’s how it is…” Dai Zifu added on her own when she saw Luo Xing silent. “Master also said that until this matter is resolved, no one else should know about your sister.”
Otherwise, it might cause unnecessary trouble.
“Alright…” Luo Xing finally accepted it and waved his hand. “I understand.”
Although it sounded really ridiculous, since Luo Xing, a transmigrator, had a system, Luo Han’s ridiculous passive seemed acceptable.
“Good, as long as you know.” Dai Zifu nodded slightly. “I’ve delivered the message, so I’ll take my leave now.”
“Okay, take care, senior sister… Huh? Senior sister, aren’t you going the wrong way?”
“Hmm?”
Luo Xing pointed in the direction Dai Zifu was heading. “That’s the inner sect.”
“I’m not wrong.” Dai Zifu said calmly. “I’m going to the inner sect.”
Luo Xing: “…”
I thought you just made up an excuse earlier.
Inner sect.
Song Xiao, who had finished her morning cultivation, was about to return to her room to rest.
But just as she reached the door, she saw a book on the ground.
In an instant, the fatigue on Song Xiao’s face vanished, replaced by ecstatic excitement from her eyes.
“Master Wuming has released a new storybook!”
She didn’t know when, but storybooks often appeared in the inner sect.
Sometimes they could be found on the training ground, sometimes on the mountain path, sometimes even in the trees.
These storybooks were so interesting that the inner sect disciples, suppressed by the monotonous daily cultivation, were utterly captivated.
But the books were unsigned, so no one knew who the mysterious author was.
So they simply called the mysterious storybook author “Master Wuming.”
Song Xiao was one of them.
She was even the first to discover the storybooks and circulate them in the inner sect.
“Let me see what new work Master Wuming has produced!”
Song Xiao couldn’t wait to pick up the book on the ground and opened the first page.
My Master Who Turned Into a Ten-Year-Old Girl After Accidentally Eating a Pill
“It’s a master-disciple story?” Song Xiao’s interest was piqued. “I really like it!”