The next day.

After breakfast.

Guo Feilong rode a ninth-rank flying spiritual beast.

It took him more than a day.

To arrive at the cultivation market in Xiaoye Village, 8000 miles away.

He wore a pig-head mask and walked into the Spirit Creek Sect's pharmacy.

Every time he came, he wore a different mask, so the servant girl who often attended to him never recognized him.

Seeing a customer arrive, the servant girl who frequently attended to him was about to speak when Guo Feilong took out the alchemist collaboration token given by the Spirit Creek Sect and said, "I want to see Steward Sun."

"So it's Alchemist Wuhen." The young and pretty servant girl recognized his token and enthusiastically led him to the second floor.

The reason this young and pretty servant girl was so enthusiastic was not only because he was an alchemist collaborating with the Spirit Creek Sect.

It was also because Guo Feilong was very generous to this pretty servant girl, giving her three to five spirit stones as a tip every time he came.

Three spirit stones were equivalent to her monthly income.

Who wouldn't be enthusiastic toward someone like that?

Of course, this young and pretty servant girl was not the same one who attended to him when he first came ten years ago.

The servant girl from ten years ago was of average looks, not as pretty as the current one, who had at least an 8.7 in terms of figure and looks.

Guo Feilong had always been generous to young and pretty female cultivators who met his standards for figure and looks. He came a bit early today, and Sun Yufeng, the steward of the Spirit Creek Sect's pharmacy in Xiaoye Village, hadn't gotten out of bed yet.

Sun Yufeng had been lazy since she was young. Although she didn't know Guo Feilong's true identity as her Uncle Guo, they had met twenty or thirty times over the past ten years, so they were considered acquaintances.

Therefore, the somewhat lazy Sun Yufeng didn't bother to brush her hair or wash her face, and she came to see him in a nightgown.

"Alchemist Wuhen, why do you always come so early in the morning? I just want to sleep in, why is it so hard?"

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Sun Yufeng yawned lazily, sitting across from him with a listless look.

Ten years had passed, and Sun Yufeng was still at the ninth level of Qi Refining, not having attempted Foundation Establishment. She wanted to save more spirit stones to buy a Foundation Pill.

After all, the failure rate of Foundation Establishment was too high, and each failure required more than twenty years to recover before attempting again.

Failure in Foundation Establishment would damage the spiritual root, which needed to be restored to its peak state.

Ten years had passed, and Sun Yufeng's appearance hadn't changed much, still looking like she was twenty-six or twenty-seven, but her eyes had become more alluring.

Her allure wasn't deliberate; it was a natural charm she had since childhood.

Especially with her mature figure, she easily gave men a visual impact, unlike the youthful looks of Guo Feilong's beautiful wives and concubines, who were all under twenty.

Now, he found the mature allure of someone like Sun Yufeng, who looked twenty-five or twenty-six, to have a unique charm.

He and Sun Yufeng had no blood relation; he was just a good friend of Sun Yufeng's father, so she called him Uncle Guo since childhood.

Putting aside his scattered thoughts, Guo Feilong didn't mention that it was almost noon and not early anymore. Instead, he lowered his voice and got straight to the point, "Fellow Daoist Sun, I'm here not only to sell elixirs but also to become a guest alchemist for the Spirit Creek Sect."

"Guest alchemist!" Sun Yufeng looked at his pig-head mask in surprise, her lazy demeanor disappearing as she tentatively asked, "Alchemist Wuhen, have you refined fourth-grade elixirs and reached the level of a mid-level alchemist?"

A mid-level alchemist capable of refining cultivation elixirs for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators had a higher status than ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, and her tone became more respectful, changing from "fellow Daoist" to "you."

"That's right, my alchemy skills have now reached the mid-level alchemist stage, and I can refine fourth and fifth-grade elixirs."

Guo Feilong took out two palm-sized porcelain bottles from his storage bag and placed them on the table, "Fellow Daoist Sun, these are 100 fourth-grade cultivation elixirs and fifth-grade cultivation elixirs I refined."

Sun Yufeng gestured, and a glow of mystic power appeared in her palm, causing one of the porcelain bottles on the table to fly into her hand.

She removed the sandalwood stopper, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted from the porcelain bottle.

Sun Yufeng poured an elixir into her palm, and with her years of experience in appraising elixirs, she could tell at a glance that it was a genuine fourth-grade elixir.

She gestured again, and the other porcelain bottle flew into her hand. She removed the stopper and poured out an elixir, which was a fifth-grade cultivation elixir.

To become a guest alchemist for the Spirit Creek Sect, one needed to refine elixirs on the spot and have the entire process recorded with a recording stone to prove their capability.

Guo Feilong took out a medium-quality superior alchemy furnace he had bought in the cultivation world of the Northern Borders Continent and began refining elixirs in front of Sun Yufeng.

Sun Yufeng held the recording stone, not fully aiming it at him, only recording his half-profile, as the alchemy recipe and refining techniques were the secrets of an alchemist.

To avoid overly impressing others with his success rate, Guo Feilong only used forty percent of his usual auspicious clouds during the refining process.

When the batch of fourth-grade elixirs was completed, there were four finished products and six failures.

Sun Yufeng put away the recording stone, smiling as she congratulated, "Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on becoming a mid-level alchemist. I'll make you a guest alchemist token right away."

Guest alchemists enjoyed the status of ordinary elders in the Spirit Creek Sect. Although they didn't receive a monthly stipend, they received discounts when purchasing spirit herbs and spirit medicines at the sect's pharmacy.

Before long, Sun Yufeng had crafted the Spirit Creek Sect guest alchemist token, "Alchemist Wuhen, you'll enjoy a 25% discount on spirit herbs and spirit medicines at any Spirit Creek Sect pharmacy, and the purchase price of elixirs will be 90% of the market selling price."

Recruiting a mid-level guest alchemist was also highly beneficial for Sun Yufeng, earning her a large amount of sect contribution points.

It also added a significant achievement to her record, which would greatly influence the level of positions she could manage in the future.

Guo Feilong activated the guest alchemist token and stored it in his storage bag, then said to Sun Yufeng, "Fellow Daoist Sun, could you do me a favor?"

In a good mood, Sun Yufeng smiled and asked, "Alchemist Wuhen, if you need my help, just say the word. If I can help, I certainly will."

Guo Feilong said, "I'd like to ask Fellow Daoist Sun to play matchmaker for me. I've taken a liking to the female clerk, Zhang Xiaomei, in the pharmacy hall on the first floor."

Zhang Xiaomei was the servant girl he tipped three to five spirit stones each time he came.

Sun Yufeng was taken aback; it was the first time someone had asked her to be a matchmaker. The next moment, she covered her mouth and laughed, "Alright, I'll call her over and ask her."

Before long, Sun Yufeng returned with the unsuspecting young beauty, Zhang Xiaomei.

"Xiaomei, our guest alchemist, Alchemist Wuhen, wants me to play matchmaker for you two and marry you as his wife. Do you agree?"

Sun Yufeng was direct, and the young Zhang Xiaomei was instantly stunned, her cute and pretty face turning bright red.