The scenery of eternal spring, the rows upon rows of houses, the bustling people, and the sneaky Sivo.

Xiwo didn't know how things had come to this point, but that's just how it was.

"We'll sell here first, and when there are more people, we'll move to another place."

Su Yao looked around, and Xiwo was right; this really was a good place, with many ordinary people and plenty of trade.

"Didn't you say before that trading was only allowed in Hong'er Town and nowhere else?"

Siwo sighed, "Isn't it because I didn't know you were a magician? There's someone in charge there, so the trade is fair. Outside the market, it's all about fists and goods, and I'm afraid it's not safe for a young girl like you."

Su Yao nodded to show she understood, "So selling here can definitely gather people to oppose the Cult of the Evil Dragon?"

"This won't work," Sivo said with a confident smile, "because it's me and your potion that can gather people, not the place."

"Watch me perform for you."

After speaking, Xiwo sat directly on the street, blocking most of the pedestrians.

"Brother, what are you doing? We still need to get through!"

"Today, no one is allowed to pass through here!"

The passerby was baffled: "Little brother, I think you're asking for trouble. I advise you to leave quickly and stop interfering with others' business here!"

Siwo's expression was cold: "You don't dare to hit me because I have the potion."

"What?"

Xiwo waved Su Yao over, "Quick, take out the potion."

"She came from outside, she's a pharmacist. Do you want any medicine?"

The passerby was bewildered. Every word Siwo said was understandable, but how come it didn't make sense when put together?

"How could an outsider get in here? No way, young lady, aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Little girl, you should leave quickly. If the soldiers find you, you'll be drained of your blood!"

"Do you really have the potion? Can I get it on credit? My mom is in critical condition, I really need the potion!"

……

The scene was a complete mess, and Xiwo expressed a desire to drink it up (not really).

"Listen to me, everyone!" Xiwo shouted, "Behave yourselves, or no one will be able to buy the potion if the soldiers come!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell silent.

Siwo presented the excuse he had prepared earlier, stating that the potion could be given for free, but they must participate in opposing the Cult of the Evil Spirit.

Although everyone present deeply loathed the Cult of the Evil Dragon, they weren't fools either: "Young man, I think you're a bit crazy. You only have one mage, so what makes you think you can lead us against the Cult of the Evil Dragon?"

"Perhaps you have other companions? Any other preparations?"

Siwo smiled and shook his head, which annoyed the people around him. However, he was quite capable; just after making people angry, he immediately used his words to calm the crowd down.

Su Yao watched as Xiwo charmed everyone present, calling one person "big brother" and another "little sister," winning them over completely. Not a single potion had been traded yet, but he had already recruited over a dozen people into the group.

"Master! Master!"

Xiwo nudged Su Yao with his elbow. Su Yao snapped back to reality, "What's up?"

Xiwo immediately responded with a "sign the contract! Or do you expect to rely on people's conscience to rebel?"

"Alright!" Su Yao understood and quickly took out a contract to write down the terms, "With the Magic God as witness, I will provide the potions, and everyone will provide manpower. We must drive the Evil Dragon Cult out of the southwest region!"

"Yes! Throw them out!" Xiwo shouted, raising his arm.

"Yes! Kick them out!" The people around also raised their arms and shouted!

Once the contract was signed, the crowd's enthusiasm had not diminished in the slightest, as it was time for the potion distribution.

"So many people, some families might even take two or three bottles. Do you really have enough here? If not, we won't honor the contract!"

"Yes, yes, yes, the potion in your hand is insufficient, which counts as a breach of contract, and the Magic God will punish you!"

Siwo held Su Yao's shoulder and whispered, "Are you sure it's enough? If it is, I'll shout. I have a loud voice."

"Don't worry, there's definitely enough," Su Yao said, never short of potions. "Just call out."

Sivo's loud voice had already been experienced when he was communicating with people just now. Su Yao, even using magical energy, might not be able to shout that loudly. This was something he was quite good at.

Siwo nodded and immediately promised to provide enough of the potion, but he also emphasized one issue: "I just heard someone say they wanted to take two or three bottles, and that I cannot agree to."

"But what if there really is a family with three people lacking medicine?" This person might be the same one who just mentioned taking two or three bottles, but he definitely intends to take more later.

Xiwo sneered, "We're all adults here, no need to pretend. Even if someone really has two people in their family who need the potion, there's no need to worry; you can trade something for it! What I want to make clear is that one bottle per person is our promise for joining us, but saving your whole family is not something we are obligated to do."

Su Yao nodded and added, "There's no need to worry about not being able to afford it, you can use herbs to trade here."

As she spoke, Su Yao took out a small blackboard. "This can identify herbs. Just put the herbs you dug up into it, and the blackboard will automatically display the coins corresponding to the value of the herbs. If you need potions, use the coins to buy them. If not, you can also use the coins to buy meat from me!"

The crowd at the scene gasped at the sudden appearance of the magical blackboard, feeling a silent fear growing in their hearts. They finally realized that the frail little girl before them was truly a magician, one they could not afford to provoke.

It might be that someone wanted to back out due to fear, so Sivo softly said from the side, "By the Magic God, as long as a magic contract is signed, ordinary people are equally bound. Normally, you might not believe in the Magic God, but right now, disbelief is not an option."

"First, come and get the potion. One bottle per person was promised, and with it, you can save your family—how wonderful! Resisting the Evil Dragon Cult is also for a future free from oppression; it's all good. Besides, I rely on you, so you don't have to worry about me going back on my word and becoming a second Evil Dragon Cult."

Xiwo and Su Yao played good cop, bad cop, leaving everyone below them utterly bewildered.

However, distributing the potion was indeed a good thing, and everyone quickly regained their enthusiasm, scrambling to get the potion.

The young man who just begged for medicine for his mother stood out the most, shamelessly pushing the elderly around him to the back. "My mom really needs the potion. She's been afflicted by the evil spirit's curse for a month! If she doesn't get the potion soon, she'll die! I've tried everything, but I still couldn't gather enough money for the potion. Thank you, thank you all!"

The young man's actions were quite annoying, but his speech was filled with trepidation and a choking voice, making it impossible for anyone to want to criticize him upon hearing it.

"Alright, alright, go ahead and take it." An elderly man with graying hair took the initiative to organize the line. "I've been selling things longer than anyone here, and my family doesn't need the medicine right now. So I'll take the liberty of organizing everyone, how does that sound to you?"

The old man indeed seemed like a highly respected elder; no one opposed his words, and there was unanimous support. The old man then asked Su Yao, and she nodded in agreement.

"Since no one objects, listen to me: those who urgently need medication, line up here and get it first; those who are not in a hurry, stand in this line and get it later."

The team quickly organized under the old man's arrangement, and Su Yao distributed the potions as agreed.

At first, the people at the back of the line were still doubtful, fearing that there would be no potion left for them. But gradually, everyone noticed that Su Yao showed no hesitation when listening to symptoms and handing out potions. She did it swiftly, bottle after bottle, and even placed more than a dozen bottles on the table in advance for them to see.

In this situation, even though they were still worried, they began to feel at ease.

The effects of the potions vary, and so do their colors, but each colored potion is exceptionally clear and pure. Upon uncorking the bottle, a strong medicinal scent can be detected. The ordinary people present don't know much about potions, but they can compare them to the ones they have seen before.

"I feel like this potion seems quite expensive..."

"What do you mean expensive? There's no such thing as cheap medicine!"

The old man heard the conversation between the two and smiled as he explained to the former, "He must have noticed how good this potion is. Even I, who don't know much about it, can tell it's very good."

"Yes, yes, yes, that's exactly what I mean. I haven't even drunk it yet, but I can tell it should be good." The former quickly nodded.

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The latter also stared at the potion carefully: "Now that you mention it, it does seem that way... I must say, it's beautiful."

"You might as well say it's expensive, and pretty, pretty my foot!"

……

Such conversations not only occurred between the two of them, but others also had the same feeling.

Even if some people didn't pay attention to the state of the potion, once they got home and gave it to their sick family member to drink, the extraordinary nature of this thing would immediately become apparent through its effects.

The first young man to receive the potion was named Faulkner. He didn't pause for even a second after getting it and ran straight home.

His home was in Huang'er Town, not very far in a straight line from Hong'er Town, but the journey was particularly arduous because a large mountain stood in between.

He kept running like this, the mountain path winding, his shoes tattered, and by the time he reached his doorstep, Faulkner's soles were covered in blood.

Bloody footprints were stamped on the stone bricks as Faulkner entered the house, holding the exorcism potion.

"Dad! I got the potion! Neither little brother nor big brother has to become blood slaves!"

His voice was trembling yet loud, drawing the whole family in the house over.

Faulkner's father was the first to step out of the door, and he asked, "What did you just say? How did you get the medicine?"

Next was Faulkner's brother, who ran straight to Faulkner's side: "Brother, what are you saying? Is it true?"

Faulkner showed them the exorcism potion in his hand and, as he spoke, walked toward his parents' room, "I met a pharmacist, she gave it to me, it can save Mom!"

Faulkner's mother heard the sound and opened her eyes. She was so emaciated that her skin clung to her bones, and her eyeballs protruded frighteningly as she made the effort to open her eyes.

Faulkner stepped forward and took his mother's hand, which was cold and devoid of any flesh; he could clearly feel the bones of his mother.

Faulkner's mother said, "No more, don't do bad things because of me. You are still young."

Faulkner shook his head: "It's not a bad thing, she gave me the potion for free. Mom, drink it quickly, and you'll get better."

Faulkner let go of his mother's hand, opened the exorcism potion, and tried to feed it to her, but Faulkner's mother did not open her mouth.

"Mom, how did you..."

At this moment, Faulkner's brother also came over, pushed by another younger brother.

Faulkner had one brother and two younger brothers, and it was his youngest brother who pushed the eldest brother into the house.

Tears welled up in Faulkner's mother's eyes as she said, "It's my fault your brother is in this state, and now with his leg not healing, he has to become a blood slave... The third son also became a blood slave because of my incompetence. I'm the one to blame. Don't agree to anything else for my sake. You've been frail since childhood, with little blood. You can't become a blood slave."

Faulkner's father also spoke: "From now on, the family can only rely on you and the fourth boy to hold it up. If there's no medicine, then there's no medicine, but we can't lose your mother and have you pay the price too."

"I really didn't agree to anything bad!"

Faulkner originally didn't want to worry his parents, so he didn't plan to explain the situation with Su Yao. But now, seeing their reaction, he realized that without an explanation, his parents simply wouldn't believe him.

Faulkner recounted everything he encountered outside today, and his family still couldn't believe it after hearing, "How could anyone be willing to distribute medicine and even lead us to overthrow the Cult of the Evil Spirit?"

"I beg you, Mom, drink the potion first. Once you're better, I'll take you directly to see that person!"

Faulkner pressed the medicine directly to his mother's lips, and under the burden of the evil spirit's curse, she quickly lost the strength to argue with her son.

The potion was successfully administered!

The exorcism liquid given by Su Yao had barely been administered when Faulkner's mother's eyes began to clear up, and the murky aura of death vanished instantly.

Faulkner held his mother's hand once more, and at last, he felt a hint of warmth. Ever since she was afflicted by the curse of the evil spirit, her hand had never been warm again, but now it finally regained the warmth of human touch!

"It's true! I'm not lying to you!" Faulkner's father was also incredibly excited, hugging his wife as he began to cry.

The family gathered around, watching Faulkner's mother's condition gradually improve, and couldn't help but cry together with the father.

"I feel hungry," Faulkner's mother suddenly said.

This made the men in the room even more excited.

"I saw the mayor's child take the potion a long time ago, but the child still lay there for more than ten days before feeling hungry and asking for something to eat. The effect was definitely not this good!"

Faulkner wiped his tears: "She really is a good person!"

……

Su Yao was handing out bottles one after another, and even those who hadn't intended to join Su Yao's resistance team couldn't help themselves.

Hevo stood nearby with the contract and pen, ready to accept anyone who came.

These people kept signing the contract, then quickly collected the potion along with the people in line and walked back.

Once the crowd became orderly, everyone moved quickly. In about two hours, the street was left with only Su Yao, Xiwo, and the elderly man who had just been maintaining order.

"Do you need a potion, senior?"

The old man sat nearby, shaking his head with a smile: "Young lady, just call me Hall. I'm just a solitary person, and since I'm healthy, my household doesn't need any medicine."

Hall had a good mindset and a normal outlook on life, with no intention of taking advantage. He waved his hand and was about to get up and leave.

"Does the senior need food? Meat and such, it's all already prepared and tastes quite good." Su Yao did not insist on Hall leaving the potion, instead turning to ask about food.

The food from the inn had been sold to many places without a single negative review. Su Yao believed that people in the southwestern region would not refuse these delicacies either.

She took out a box of braised pork lunch, a meal set that was once developed in the small town of Woshui.

The large red chunk of meat was very striking, directly tripping up Hall's steps.

"You, is this food?" Hall looked again and again, "It looks like meat, the color is really beautiful."

"This is braised pork, it's very tasty and tender, even the elderly can chew it easily."

The meat moved a step closer to Hall, and he caught a whiff of its aroma, which stirred something in him.

"Next to it is broccoli, which is also very delicious. There are also buns and noodles, all very tasty. Take some with you, senpai, so you don't have to cook."

Hall nodded, "Alright, I haven't had meat in a long time, so I won't be polite with you. Pack it up for me."

Su Yao was not a stingy person. The price of the potion was quite high, and besides, having someone help maintain order was also a form of labor, so in the end, the food given to Hall was really quite a lot.

Hol looked pleased as well: "I think it's great that everyone is working with you... with so much, I can take some to share with the old buddies too!"

After speaking, Hall picked up the bag and left.

He was quite anxious, feeling that it would be better to involve a few more people in such a good thing. The old folks, like him, didn't need the potion, but meat was always necessary.

Moreover, judging by the looks of it, Su Yao is bound to succeed. Aligning with her early on will also benefit their future!

"Do you have a place to stay, Master?"

Su Yao smiled, "I just wanted to ask you about this. Where do you think it would be best for me to live?"

"There's no one at my house," Xiwo immediately offered. "I don't even go back myself. Master, why don't you stay at my place?"

"Do you charge for accommodation?" Su Yao continued to smile, as if she had figured out Xiwo's thoughts.

Sure enough, the next second, Xiwo also laughed, a bit sheepishly: "I want to eat braised pork too."

……

On an ordinary day in November, something unusual happened in dozens of households because of Su Yao's potion.

Word spread quickly, from one to ten, then to a hundred: a magician was distributing potions and even leading people to resist the evil dragon cult without asking for anything in return. Truly a great benefactor.

Su Yao took only three days to raise her reputation, gather thousands of people, and expand her influence to cover the entire southwestern region.

"Didn't expect gathering a small army would be quite easy."

Xiwo also expressed his sentiment: "It seems everyone is really having a hard time."

The Southwest has long suffered from the evil dragon cult!

Su Yao saw that Xiwo had great leadership abilities, so she entrusted most of the matters to him.

"I can't do it, Master. I'm only this brave because you're by my side! I really can't do it alone!"

"I need to personally check the magic level of the people from the Cult of the Evil Spirit. If they are all very strong, I will need to find a few more magicians."

"Can we find more wizards?" Xiwo's eyes lit up instantly, "Master, you should go take a look, I'll handle things here!"