Gong Jue Was Looking At Her Like She Was An Idiot

Gu Qiqi looked at the sea lightly.

But her divine senses had long condensed on the small medicine stove provided by the little dirty turtle.

"How much longer until I can refine these medicines to a higher level?" she asked.

"Master, wait for another half an hour. There are more herbs this time!" The little dirty turtle burped and couldn't help but mutter. "Oh, that musk tastes terrible! The wormgrass tastes pretty good…"

Gu Qiqi smiled. "You like to eat cordyceps? When we reach the Imperial Capital and study in university, I'll let you eat your fill. I heard that the Bai family's Medical Hall has a general store in the Imperial Capital. I believe that there should be all the herbs there."

"Good, good, good!" The little dirty turtle's eyes lit up!

Suddenly, the turtle felt that life was filled with hope!

It could spend the rest of its life torturing Little Lang for fun.