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Qin Yang glanced around, realizing why this female cultivator looked familiar—she was Lou Mengyu's elder sister.

Yet judging by their ages, she didn't seem much older than Lou Mengyu.

The female cultivator spoke with a domineering tone: "You still haven't greeted your sister's husband!"

The young man's face turned awkward, while Lou Mengyu appeared even more aggrieved. Still, she managed to say, "Greetings, sister's husband."

"Who are these two?" Qin Yang frowned, unable to believe someone would bully his woman like this.

Lou Mengyu whispered, "My elder sister is Lou Qinru from the Lou Clan's main branch. Her husband is Gongsun Ming from the Eight Divine Clans' Gongsun family."

So their backgrounds were indeed impressive!

"Does being from the main branch make you superior?" Qin Yang protested.

Lou Mengyu's expression darkened. "What can I do? I'm born of a concubine..."

"What are you two muttering about?" Lou Qinru sneered at Qin Yang's attire. "Could this be a disciple from the Thousand Hidden Sect?"

Without giving Qin Yang a chance to respond, she continued, "Lou Mengyu, are you here to buy Face-Preserving Pills too? Being born of a concubine makes you nothing but a family tool. Do you really think you deserve such pills?"

Qin Yang's anger flared. Since when did pill consumption depend on family status?

Qin Yang sneered, "What a pity that beauty is determined by heaven. The beautiful don't need Face-Preserving Pills, while the ugly remain unsightly even if they eat them like rice. Could it be you're jealous of Lou Mengyu?"

Lou Mengyu urgently tugged at Qin Yang's sleeve, but she couldn't stop his words.

"How dare you call me ugly?" Lou Qinru's voice sharpened.

Qin Yang shrugged, turning to Gongsun Ming with a smile. "His eyes have been fixed on Lou Mengyu since he saw her. That's the best proof."

Gongsun Ming's expression darkened, a flash of malice in his eyes as he hastily explained, "I'm not looking at her!"

Lou Qinru snapped, "Our families are already betrothed. You'd better not harbor any other intentions!"

Gongsun Ming's teeth ached with anger as he retorted, "I was considering buying a bottle of Face-Preserving Pills for Lou Mengyu-meimei today, given this coincidence. Now it seems I can't offer them after all."

"What? You wanted to give that wretch Face-Preserving Pills? What's your true intention?" Lou Qinru demanded.

This prompted another round of explanations from Gongsun Ming, his heart seething with hatred for Qin Yang.

Lou Qinru stared at Lou Mengyu, her jealousy plain. How could she have grown more beautiful in such a short time? The thought made her even more bitter.

Looking at the porcelain bottle in Liu San's hand, Lou Qinru smiled and said, "Want some Face-Preserving Pills? You'll have to beg me. If I'm in a good mood, I might reward you with a bottle."

Lou Mengyu bit her lip tightly, remaining silent.

Qin Yang sighed inwardly. No wonder Lou Mengyu had been so frugal earlier—she couldn't afford even a yellow-grade pill furnace. It made sense now why she'd haggled over spirit herbs...

"Let's go," Lou Mengyu urged, desperate to escape this situation.

She had barely taken a step when Qin Yang grabbed her arm.

Lou Mengyu struggled fiercely, but Qin Yang's grip was like iron, immobilizing her completely.

"Let go of me!" The tears she'd been holding back finally spilled over, her eyes burning with humiliation.

Seeing this, Qin Yang's anger flared instantly.

"These subpar pills will only give you diarrhea!" he sneered.

Liu San bristled at this insult. "These are high-grade second-tier pills! How dare you call them subpar?"

In that moment, the shopkeeper realized who his real customers were—Lou Qinru and Gongsun Ming. He quickly changed tack. "Hey, boy, don't you dare slander my pills!"

Gongsun Ming sneered, "Can't afford it? Then don't pretend it's not worth having! Just like how someone who can't reach the grapes will claim they're sour!"

Lou Qinru joined in with her mockery, "Lou Mengyu, your monthly allowance is so pitiful it doesn't even cover my daily expenses. Instead of using that money to enhance your cultivation, you waste it on Face-Preserving Pills? Even if you became a fox spirit, could you change your fate? Without a descendant of the Qin family to claim you, you'd still end up as some other clan's concubine!"

At this point, Gongsun Ming's lips twitched into a fleeting smile before quickly disappearing.

Qin Yang watched all this with narrowed eyes, his lips curling into a cold smirk. "Truly, people say what they are, and they eat what they deserve. What's wrong with these second-grade high-grade Face-Preserving Pills? Pills I casually refined are far superior!"

Gongsun Ming and Lou Qinru burst into laughter.

Gongsun Ming taunted, "A country bumpkin is still a country bumpkin. Today you've finally seen the world. Only a frog at the bottom of a well in this backwater would be so arrogant!"

Liu San, now fully engaged in the argument, retorted, "Watch your tongue when you speak such nonsense. If it's better than high-grade, it must be supreme-grade. You claim to be a pill refiner? Can you even produce a second-grade supreme-grade Face-Preserving Pill?"

"Preposterous! This second-order Face-Preserving Pill could never reach supreme-grade quality!" Lou Qinru turned to Lou Mengyu. "As the clan's eldest daughter, I only consume a high-grade pill every three days. Yet certain individuals, even if they wished to, couldn't afford it. I doubt they could manage even a low-grade pill once a month!"

Lou Mengyu, unable to bear it further, pleaded with Qin Yang: "Let me go! Release me!"

The depths of helplessness and humiliation in her eyes pierced Qin Yang's heart.

Qin Yang roared: "Bring the pill furnace! I'll refine it for you right now! Let's see who's the true fool! Who's the real frog in the well!"

Liu San, equally enraged, dragged over a yellow-grade pill furnace. "Come on then! If you succeed today, I'll shut down Liu San's Pill Shop forever!"

Qin Yang snorted coldly, unrolling his bundle to reveal the various spirit herbs he'd purchased.

Yet no one believed he could succeed.

Not even Lou Mengyu. She'd always assumed his previous success had been mere luck. Even a master pill refiner couldn't guarantee perfect results every time - let alone consistently producing supreme-grade quality.

Gongsun Ming gazed at Lou Mengyu's pitiful expression, his heart swelling with desire. He couldn't help but think: If only Lou Mengyu and Lou Qinru had switched places...

Gongsun Ming picked up a bottle of premium Face-Preserving Pills, gently placed it on the table, and looked at Lou Mengyu. He whispered, "We're going to be family sooner or later anyway. Why make things so tense? You know your sister's temper—can't you just apologize and show some humility?"

"What do you mean 'family sooner or later'?" The words deeply stung Lou Qinru. She snapped, "Lou Mengyu can be anyone's concubine, but never yours! How could I possibly share a husband with her?"

Gongsun Ming frowned. "You misunderstood. I meant you're already family."

Lou Qinru refused to back down. But Qin Yang had long since reached his limit. With a roar of anger, he barked, "Silence! Shut your mouth!"

Lou Qinru opened her mouth to hurl insults, but froze—Qin Yang had already begun the dan refining process!

Gongsun Ming and Liu San stared in astonishment at the young man. Could he actually be refining pills?

"Fake," Gongsun Ming scoffed. "Just putting on a show." Since Qin Yang had started, they might as well wait for his inevitable failure to make things interesting.

He could clearly see the extraordinary connection between Qin Yang and Lou Mengyu. How could he possibly tolerate Qin Yang's presence?

One by one, spirit herbs were placed into the pill furnace. With a perfect formula, flawless technique, and supreme mastery, refining pills became a casual act.

Moments later, pill qi began to diffuse from the furnace.

"Pill... pill qi? E... e... e..." Liu San trembled violently, his words stuttering.

Any supreme-grade pill, regardless of its specific quality, would prove its creator to be a peerless alchemist! Even with a supreme-grade formula, not just anyone could produce such a pill!

Moreover, no formula existed in this world capable of refining a supreme-grade Face-Preserving Pill!

Gongsun Ming and Lou Qinru stood dumbfounded, their eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

Qin Yang retrieved the pill and pressed it into Lou Mengyu's hand. Glancing at the ceramic bottle containing the high-grade Face-Preserving Pill, he shook his head with a soft chuckle. "I told you, that low-grade trash would only give you diarrhea."

Turning to Lou Qinru, Qin Yang enunciated each word clearly: "Furthermore, the type of pill one consumes reflects their true nature. Have you ever even seen a supreme-grade Face-Preserving Pill, let alone tasted one?"