So Mu Qianyu signed up. Before signing up, he told the Demon King to stay put on the main peak and cooperate with the Demon Sect's arrangements. Once he saw the Demon God Cone during the battle, he would directly snatch it.
The Demon Emperor's heart is now in the main body of the White Tiger Hall. He can exert all his strength, and the master of the White Tiger Hall must be the main force on the battlefield with his cultivation.
The main force is very close to the top of the Demon Sect, and it is also the easiest to attack by surprise. Moreover, the Demon Emperor is the former owner of the Demon God Cone, so it should not be difficult to control him.
She felt that she had buried a good nail here and could move forward to make other small moves.
"Stop contacting those women. If you are recognized, I will prevent you from getting out for a hundred years." Mu Qianyu confessed before leaving.
The Demon King reassured her, but only said that he would not be exposed, but he did not promise not to touch women.
Mu Qianyu also knew that nothing could be forced, so he said what he should say and went to take the assessment.
The medicine boy's test was unexpectedly simple. There was no pharmacology test. There were hundreds of elixirs in front of him. The examiner named ten herbs. If he could accurately find those ten herbs, he would be considered a pass.
When Mu Qianyu was admitted to the exam, Mu Qianyu only found eight out of the ten kinds of herbs, and then said honestly: "There are two kinds of herbs that are not among them."
"Yes, passed. Follow the manager." The examiner nodded.
Mu Qianyu then followed a fat man in a blue coat. After leaving the door, the fat man gave Mu Qianyu a thumbs up:
"Brother, you are awesome. There are only slight differences among the herbs you were tested on. You answered so quickly. It shows that you have very solid basic skills."
"Fortunately, I have been interested in these things since I was a child, but my mental strength is limited and I have not become an alchemist." Mu Qianyu immediately started acting again.
"This is why you can't stand it, brother. Everyone can be an alchemist. It's already good if we can be medicine boys." Fatty Lan comforted Mu Qianyu with a smile.
Mu Qianyu smiled and asked, "I don't know your surname, brother. Most of our sects wear black, but we rarely see other colors."
"What's your surname? My surname is Lan, and everyone calls me Fatty Lan." Fatty Lan smiled and said, "I just don't like wearing black, and my surname is Lan and I also like to wear blue."
Mu Qianyu felt that this man had quite a personality, so he nodded and praised: "Brother, you are unique, and I admire him very much."
"What's so difficult about this? People should always live to make themselves happy throughout their lives. It's all nonsense to say anything else." The fat man said, putting his arms around Mu Qianyu's shoulders and saying:
"We need to support each other when we get to the alchemy. I see you are so familiar with me, brother, and I will rely on you to help me in the future."
"If my brother needs me for anything, I will definitely do it without hesitation." Mu Qianyu is also a warm and generous person. If he takes the initiative to make friends, she has no reason not to follow him.
Afterwards, the steward took their small team to a main peak. They did not live on the mountain, but in the heart of the mountain.
This mountain can be considered one of the few higher peaks. The mountain is hollow. When you walk in, you will find large and small stone doors on the walls. When you open the stone doors, there are rooms inside.
It's much more hidden here than the outside.
"Now let's draw lots. The two of you are in charge of an alchemist and help the alchemist get and deliver medicines on a daily basis. Do you understand?" the steward said coldly.
"Yes." The twenty people in the team nodded.
Mu Qianyu found that the fat man in front of him had a lower head, a more humble expression, and was always smiling, as if there was nothing he could do about this life.
She also felt funny when she saw this fat man. How could there be such a laughing person in this world?
After that, everyone went up to the lottery box to draw lots, and Mu Qianyu drew number nine.
"Brother, what a fate." The fat man handed the sign with the number nine written on it towards Mu Qianyu for her to see.
"It's really fate." Mu Qianyu blinked. She couldn't do anything about this kind of thing even if she wanted to, so is it really a coincidence?
"We have to take care of each other even more from now on." The fat man said very warmly.
Mu Qianyu nodded: "That's natural."
She also liked getting along with the fat man, until she learned that the expressions on the two children's faces were slightly bitter when they slept in the same room.
Is it such a big sacrifice to be an undercover agent these days?
The two of them did not return to the room immediately, but went to see the alchemist they served. The alchemist was a fifth-level alchemist. His messy hair and beard were covered with black ash, and his body was too dark to be seen.
The original color of the clothes was revealed.
The huge alchemy furnace in front of him was turned upside down. When Fatty Lan opened the door, the alchemist was jumping around in the room.
Mu Qianyu noticed the blood on the corner of the man's mouth. It was obvious that the potion of elixir had exploded, turning the person who had no idea what he looked like into this.
The old man's clothes were full of holes, and there were blood stains under the black ash on the bottom of the pot. It seemed that he was not only injured but also seriously injured.
"Who are you two? You actually dare to cause trouble when I'm refining the elixir, causing my elixir to fail. You have to pay for it!"
The old man probably didn't know how to vent his anger. When he saw the two people coming in, he appeared in front of them in an instant and grabbed their collars with his dirty hands.
"Senior, we are the boys who are here to report today. From now on, we will serve you in making elixirs." Fatty Lan explained with a smile.
"I never need anyone to wait on me when making alchemy, let alone a fat man or a pretty boy." The old man said and was about to throw the man down from the top.
You must know that his cave is not low.
Mu Qianyu said quickly: "Alchemist, wait a minute, the steward will assign two boys to each alchemist. If you don't have too many, you will lose face, right?"
"Huh?" The old man's hand actually paused.
Mu Qianyu thought to herself that this old guy really cared about this, otherwise he wouldn't kill anyone just because he was seen to have failed in alchemy. He was a man of face.
Fatty Lan also took advantage of the situation and said: "Yes, Mr. Alchemist, keep us here just in case we are of use."
"Then keep it, he's quite good at talking." The old man muttered and added, "But you have to promise not to tell anyone about what you just saw."
If word spread that he failed in alchemy for the thirty-sixth time, wouldn't other alchemists laugh at him?
Mu Qianyu and Fatty Lan were both very shrewd and nodded immediately.
"Then you come in, clean up this place, and then go get the medicine for me." The old man said and threw the two of them into the alchemy room. His skinny hands were very strong.
Mu Qianyu felt that this old man had really good bones. An alchemist's physical strength was so strong. This demon sect was like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
"When you come to my place, you must obey the rules. If you do something wrong, I will throw you away!" the old man continued.