Chapter 189: Becoming Beautiful!

"Leave it to me?" Jiang Yunhe was taken aback.

"Exactly! Isn't the purpose of the sect's outer sect training ground to discover talent? As long as I can become an elite disciple, your merit should be sufficient, right?" Ye Yuan said.

"That's true, but becoming an elite disciple is extremely difficult! I know your talent is extraordinary, but every elite disciple in the sect has talent no less than yours!" Jiang Yunhe shook his head.

Ye Yuan smiled but did not argue. Instead, Hu Yan Yong spoke up: "Dean, I believe Ye Yuan can become an elite disciple! Although Yao Qian keeps saying Ye Yuan's strength is too low, I think Ye Yuan will quickly establish himself among the core disciples."

Jiang Yunhe showed a surprised expression; he had never seen Hu Yan Yong so optimistic about a student.

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Leaving Jiang Yunhe's place, Ye Yuan went directly to find Nanfeng Ruoqing.

"Aunt, how is it? Have I become prettier?" Nanfeng Zhirou asked Nanfeng Ruoqing excitedly.

Ye Yuan had already refined the Beauty Pill for her and Nanfeng Ruoqing. After taking it, an indescribable feeling flowed through their blood, and their bodies seemed to undergo some subtle changes.

Nanfeng Ruoqing carefully examined Nanfeng Zhirou, pinched her cheek, and exclaimed in surprise: "Your skin is almost dripping with moisture, as soft as a newborn's! Is this Beauty Pill really so miraculous?"

It wasn't that the Qin Kingdom lacked beauty-preserving pills, but such pills could at most delay aging. Over time, traces of age would still appear on one's face.

Moreover, these pills often had various side effects that would gradually manifest over time.

Even so, such pills were still sought after by noblewomen, often costing a fortune.

The Beauty Pill Ye Yuan refined had such an effect; once it hit the market, it would surely fetch an astronomical price.

"Ah! Look, the calluses on my hands are gone too!" As she spoke, Nanfeng Zhirou shook her hand.

Nanfeng Ruoqing looked and saw it was true!

Although Nanfeng Zhirou was a princess doted on by all, she had endured much hardship in pursuit of martial arts. As a sword user, calluses had inevitably formed on her hands over the years.

If there was one thing Nanfeng Zhirou was most dissatisfied with about herself, it was her hands. Now, her hands were fair and tender, beautiful beyond words, like those of a sheltered young lady, not at all like a martial artist.

"I never imagined Ye Yuan could refine such a miraculous pill! And he said this Beauty Pill has no side effects and even improves one's constitution. Can a second-tier pill really achieve such effects?" Nanfeng Ruoqing was utterly incredulous.

She had always prided herself on her alchemy skills, but since meeting Ye Yuan, she realized she was nothing but a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Ah, Aunt!" Nanfeng Zhirou exclaimed again.

"You silly girl, what's with all the fuss?" Nanfeng Ruoqing scolded.

Nanfeng Zhirou leaned close to Nanfeng Ruoqing's face and said in surprise: "Aunt, you didn't look like my aunt before, and now you look even less like my aunt!"

"Silly girl, if I'm not your aunt, who am I?"

"After taking the Beauty Pill, you now look like my twin sister! Although you're not old, you've suddenly become several years younger!" Nanfeng Zhirou exclaimed.

Ye Yuan had refined a batch of Beauty Pills, giving one each to Nanfeng Ruoqing and her niece. He also kept one for his mother and one for Lü'er.

"Ah? Really!" Nanfeng Ruoqing touched her face in surprise.

"Really! Truer than gold! There's a mirror here; take a look!" With that, Nanfeng Zhirou handed a mirror to Nanfeng Ruoqing.

Nanfeng Ruoqing looked in the mirror and said joyfully: "It's true! I look like I've gone back two or three years, about the same age as you."

Even though Nanfeng Ruoqing had a very calm temperament, she was overjoyed. Any woman would be powerless against the allure of becoming beautiful.

"Hehe, from now on, when we go out, people might think I'm your older sister!" Nanfeng Zhirou suddenly imagined this scene and couldn't stop laughing.

"Silly girl, no matter what I become, I'm still your aunt! If the emperor hears this, he'll surely confine you to your quarters!" Nanfeng Ruoqing glared.

Nanfeng Zhirou playfully stuck out her tongue.

"Hmm? Aunt, look quickly, Lü'er seems to be moving!" Nanfeng Zhirou suddenly exclaimed with joy.

Hearing Nanfeng Zhirou's shout, the two hurried to the bedside. Lü'er's eyelids fluttered slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Lü'er's cold poison was very severe, on the verge of eruption, so after taking the Yang Yuan Pill, she couldn't wake up immediately.

Ye Yuan had predicted earlier that it would take about two or three days. Now, just two days later, Lü'er indeed woke up.

Lü'er's breathing became steady, and she slowly opened her eyes, looking somewhat dazed.

"I... where am I? Am I dead?"

"You silly girl, take a good look at who we are! Are you cursing us to die?" Nanfeng Zhirou said irritably.

Nanfeng Ruoqing tugged at her clothes, shot her a glare, and then said to Lü'er: "Lü'er, I'm Nanfeng Ruoqing, don't you remember me?"

Lü'er carefully examined Nanfeng Ruoqing and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! Aren't you Teacher Feng? How... how have you changed? You seem... younger! I'm sorry, I... I..."

Nanfeng Ruoqing blushed and said: "Thanks to your young master. He refined a pill for us, and after taking it, we became like this. By the way, how do you feel now? Your young master risked life and death this past month to save you!"

Lü'er was startled and asked: "Is... is the young master alright?"

"Haha, of course he's fine! Your young master has a tough life; he won't die so easily!"

Just then, a loud laugh came from outside—it was Ye Yuan.

Hearing Ye Yuan's voice, Lü'er was overjoyed and tried to get out of bed. Ye Yuan quickly went over to support her and scolded: "Stay lying down! What are you doing? You're still weak; rest properly."

Seeing Ye Yuan, Lü'er couldn't stop her tears: "Young master, I... I thought I'd never see you again, boohoo..."

Ye Yuan gently stroked Lü'er's hair and smiled: "Silly girl, with your young master here, how could you die? Even if you entered the King of Hell's court, I'd pull you back! Alright, don't overthink it. I've prepared some pills to restore your vitality. Meditate and regulate your breathing, and then we'll go home!"