Meng Wu glanced at Zhao Qingqing angrily, but he didn't care about him after all. After all, Zhao Qingqing was still a child, so it was understandable that he didn't trust him. Moreover, for Zhao Mu's sake, he couldn't care too much.

Meng Wu reminded: "Don't tell Xian'er! Otherwise I can't spare you! Humph! Otherwise, be careful of the ten thousand spirit crystals in your hand!"

With this threat, Zhao Qingqing nodded in panic: "Don't worry! Don't worry! I definitely can't! Don't be angry, okay! Don't compete with me for the spirit crystal, okay?" Zhao Qingqing was also afraid and quickly admitted her mistake.

Meng Wu snorted: "It depends on your performance!" He left Zhao Qingqing and walked into Zhao Mu's alchemy room.

As soon as he came in, Zhao Mu laughed and said, "You were just tying the corner of the wall? You are young, why are you so brave?"

Meng Wu smiled embarrassedly and said, "Old Man Zhao, Xian'er just asked you to refine the fourth-level spiritual pill soul drop pill?"

Zhao Mu nodded and said, "What? What do you want to say? What does it have to do with you if you want?"

Meng Wu hurriedly said, "Then is this soul drop pill useful?"

Zhao Mu glanced at Meng Wu and slowly explained: "The main medicine of Soul Lost Pill is Soul Lost Grass! According to the pharmacopoeia, the spiritual medicine of Soul Lost Grass is acting on the souls of warriors! But the soul is too illusory to us, but the Soul Lost Pill has a significant auxiliary effect on the cultivation of mental power. However, except for alchemists, there are not many people in the medium empire to cultivate mental power, so Soul Lost Pill is not easy to refine! And it is unknown."

Meng Wu nodded slowly: "So that's how it is!"

Meng Wu thought about it and said, "I just heard from Mr. Zhao that it would take two or three months, but this time is indeed a bit long! I wonder if Mr. Zhao can hurry up? I think Miss Xian'er must be in urgent need!"

Zhao Mu smiled, glanced at Meng Wu, and said, "What? What does that girl Yuan Xian'er have to do with you? I want to help her!"

Meng Wu smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm going to help you when I see injustice!"

"Hmph!" Zhao Mu snorted coldly and breathed out his nostrils: "I see unfairness on the road? Who is unfair?"

Meng Wu smiled faintly: "Haha, Mr. Zhao, with your alchemy method, you will definitely be able to refine this soul-fall pill soon!"

Zhao Mu snorted and said unhappy: "Do you think refining alchemy is just cooking cabbage! Come on when you say it? Besides, I don't even have cabbage now! In less than a month, I can't collect all the elixirs!"

Meng Wu hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it difficult? Does the Alchemist Guild have not even these spiritual medicines?"

Zhao Mu explained: "The Soul Lost Pill is an extremely remote spiritual pill among the fourth-level spiritual pills. I have never refined it before. The Alchemist Guild is not a treasure chest. How could it be that there are all kinds of spiritual medicines? Especially the main Soul Lost Grass, there is no entire Tianqi Empire. Do you think, can I use it for a short time?"

Meng Wu nodded and said, "Where can I buy that Soul-falling Grass?"

Zhao Mu said: "There may be a Tianling Empire!" After pausing, Zhao Mu said: "I heard of it in the early years on Yunwu Mountain, but because it was useless, I never went to search for it!"

Meng Wu pondered for a moment and said, "I'll go to Yunwu to help Mr. Zhao find the Soul-falling Grass! Can Mr. Zhao refine the Soul-falling Pill in one month?"

"You go?" Zhao Mu glanced at Meng Wu and said slowly: "It's not easy to visit Yunwu Mountain!... Of course, young people! Just take it as a training experience!... Let's say it first! You won't give it money!"

Zhao Mu suddenly became satisfied. It was of course a great thing to have someone to help!

Meng Wu nodded, naturally knowing that Zhao Mu was not deliberately greedy for him, and he still had a fourth-level spiritual pill in his hand! No matter what he did, he would not lose money!

Meng Wu then looked at Zhao Mu and smiled and said, "Old Zhao! In this way, did you agree to refine the Soul-falling Pill within one month?"

Zhao Mu said: "As long as you can bring the Soul-falling Grass back within ten days, I can guarantee that the elixir will be successfully refined within thirty days!"

"Okay! One word is determined!"

Meng Wu laughed and was about to leave.

Suddenly Zhao Mu stopped Meng Wu and said in a deep voice: "You silly boy! Didn't I say I would throw away that strange beast order? Why are you still carrying it with you?"

Meng Wu was slightly shocked. How did Zhao Mu discover that the strange beast order was hidden on him? But when he thought of Zhao Mu's powerful mental power, he immediately understood. He slowly explained: "This strange beast order is likely to be related to Xian'er! So... I think it is still useful! So I didn't give it up!"

Zhao Mu snorted coldly and sighed: "You are such a stupid boy! The last time I asked you to throw away the alien beast order was because things were not as simple as you thought!"

Meng Wu said in confusion: "What's wrong with Mr. Zhao hiding it from me?"

Zhao Mu said: "I'm doing this for your own good! You just need to remember to throw away this token, and listen to me if you do it in the future!"

Meng Wu became more and more puzzled: "Old Zhao! What can you say without explanation? What is strange about the alien beast order? Why do you have to throw it away?"

Zhao Mu glanced at Meng Wu and said, "What? Don't you believe me?"

Meng Wu shook his head repeatedly and smiled bitterly: "Old Zhao is joking! How could I not believe you?"

Zhao Mu said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, just listen to me. After you arrive at Yunwu Mountain, throw away this token! As long as you do this, it's fine! Go!"

Seeing that Zhao Mu was still unwilling to say it, Meng Wu had no choice but to nod.

"That junior has said goodbye!"

Meng Wu clasped his fists slightly, then left the Alchemist Guild and rushed to Yunwu Mountain.

Yunwu Mountain is a big mountain outside the outskirts of Tianqi Imperial City, and there are also many high-end spiritual medicines and beasts inside! Many stall owners in Wushi City are selling spiritual medicines dug from Yunwu Mountain in Wushi City!

Meng Wu didn't think that the Tianling Empire would buy the Soul-Shound Grass directly. However, one thing is, the Soul-Shound Grass is a fourth-level spiritual medicine, which is very valuable. Moreover, from Zhao Mu's mouth, the Soul-Shound Grass is extremely rare. If the Tianling Empire does not have it, he will just go for a waste of time. It doesn't matter if he runs in vain, and it will be delayed all the time! Moreover, the Tianling Empire is not close to the Tianqi Empire, and it will take at least half a month to go back and forth. Therefore, Meng Wu chose to go to Yunwu Mountain to find Soul-Shound Grass after considering it. After all, Yunwu Mountain is not big, and ten days should allow him to find Yunwu Mountain. Of course, Meng Wu also couldn't find the Soul-Shound Grass in ten days, but if this is true, Meng Wu would have no choice!
Chapter completed!