Ruthless enough to pull firewood from under the cauldron.

"Pavilion master, something ... Something big has happened. We originally prepared ten portions of spiritual herbs, but three of them were stolen. Now, there are only seven portions left." Shopkeeper Qian said, panting.

"What?" Pavilion master Meng's face darkened. The other spirit alchemists were also surprised.

Although they all knew Ling Chuxi's alchemy standard, special grade Saint breakthrough pills were not ordinary spiritual pills. They were afraid that her success rate in refining them would not be too high. Now that three out of the ten sets of spiritual herbs she had prepared had been stolen, the pressure on her had increased.

"It's my fault. I didn't take good care of these spiritual herbs. I've already sent people to investigate thoroughly. We must find a way to get these spiritual herbs back." Shopkeeper Qian said in self-blame.

"What other spiritual herbs were stolen?" Pavilion master Meng asked in a low voice.