Chapter 275： Seventh-order Alchemist

Chapter 275 Seventh-tier Alchemist

Mu Wushuang was a little inexplicable by his eyes, and she didn't know the famous Ghost Hand Pill King.

"Definitely not the eighth-order pill sent by the ghost hand pill king!" The old steward suddenly pointed to a place excitedly and said, "If he refined the eighth-order pill, how could he come to this small place to bid? And, you see, King Ghost Hand Pill actually came in person!"

Everyone was surprised and followed the direction pointed by the old housekeeper. At the gate, a gentle and elegant middle-aged man walked in slowly.

The traces of the years on his face are not obvious, and the handsomeness of his youth can still be seen on his face. The years have only added calmness and majesty to him, as well as a gentle and friendly atmosphere that is hard to ignore.

Mu Wushuang glanced at his face a few more times, feeling close to him for some reason, but this feeling disappeared immediately after she saw a man and a woman behind him, frowning and looking away.

"The pair of golden girls and jade girls behind King Guishou Dan is his daughter, Yun Wan'er, and the grandson of the deputy head teacher of the Guangming Sect, named Ma Wenhao. Both of them are talents with high qualifications. Where there are many outstanding disciples like the gods, without mentioning their status, they are also among the best!"

The old butler said excitedly.

He didn't expect to see people from two first-class sects come to their auction in Fuliu County today.

But after Mu Wushuang heard what he said, he opened his mouth in a little astonishment—Yun Wan'er is the daughter of King Guishou Dan?

Doesn't it mean that King Guishou Dan is Mu Yuanhong, her biological father?

Long Moshen held her cool hand and nodded to her almost invisible. They were so in a tacit understanding that they didn't need to say anything, they could understand the meaning of the other party from their eyes.

Mu Wushuang forgot to take out his hand and looked into the hall, his gaze moving with the movement of the middle-aged man.

No wonder she feels close to her inexplicably.

It's no wonder that after the master mentioned the four words Ghost Hand Pill King, Long Moshen's eyes were complicated when she saw her. It turned out to be this relationship.

She looked at Yun Wan'er cordially holding Mu Yuanhong's hand, and she didn't know what to say, causing Mu Yuanhong to smile, and she touched Yun Wan'er's hair dozingly.

There was a sneer at the corner of Mu Wushuang's mouth-he could spoil an adopted daughter like this. Why did he leave his own children in the lower-tier continents indifferent back then?

It's ridiculous.

She still remembers what Xiaozhu Xiaoque said. Mu Yuanhong's father Mu Guobang in the low-rank mainland did not know the life or death of his son and daughter-in-law. He had been looking for their whereabouts for more than ten years. The only hope in life was to find them.

Unexpectedly, he was getting mixed up in the high-order continent, and before she thought they were in a bad situation.

Mu Wushuang didn't want to look any more, and looked away coldly.

Xiao Xuanxi is very sensitive to the changes in her mother's mood. He doesn't know why her mother is angry, so he has to put his head in his mother's arms, and then stretch out his little hand from the armpit to pat the mother's back.

"My mother is good."

Follow her to coax him.

Mu Wushuang couldn't help but laughed and kissed the baby's caring son's forehead.

Only then did she notice that one of her hands was held tightly by Long Moshen. His body temperature was not high, but there was warmth.

Both father and son were calming her in their own ways, and her uneasy emotions were quickly calmed down.

In fact, she is not very angry, she is not the original body after all, and she has no desire for family affection. Without expectations, she would not be disappointed, she was just a little angry.

She didn't think about any intersection with them, she didn't think about confessing in the past.

So, it doesn't matter.

"I'm fine."

She spoke softly to Long Moshen.

At the end, a sentence "Uncle Emperor" was added.

The link is—"I'm fine, Uncle Emperor."

Long Mo moved his deep throat, squeezed her weak boneless fingers, and smiled at her.

He likes to hear her calling him uncle in a gentle voice.

Mu Wushuang's cheeks were hot and he pulled his hand back.

The master and the old housekeeper paid attention to the movement in the hall, but did not notice the small movements between them.

Below, because many people recognized Mu Yuanhong's identity, they all stood up and gave him their seats.

The seventh-order alchemist is also one of the few in the entire continent, not to mention that he is the most promising ghost alchemist who is promoted to the eighth or even the ninth-order alchemist.

A powerful alchemist is always easily respected and sought after.

Mu Yuanhong and Yun Wan'er arrived overnight. They just arrived. The VIP room was long gone, but many people were willing to vacate the VIP room to sell their personal affection.

Naturally, Yun Wan'er did not want to squeeze in the same hall with these small sects. Mu Yuanhong didn't want to go to the VIP room, but saw that his daughter was not happy. In order to cheer her up, he chose the best VIP. Room, and then handed out a seventh-order pill that could not be bought on the market.

"Gosh! Seventh-order pill!"

The people who got the pill were very excited.

Others are even more jealous.

"Redneck!"

The bright and arrogant Yun Wan'er sneered in her heart and followed her father aloft into the VIP room on the second floor.

"I really envy you."

Wuji sighed.

That is a seventh-order pill, even a seventh-order alchemist, it takes a lot of energy to refine a seventh-order pill.

Therefore, the seventh-order pill is difficult to buy, unless you go to the seventh-order alchemist to order the pill.

Mu Wushuang said lightly: "Your apprentice, I am now a fifth-order alchemist, only two steps away from seventh-order. Master, can you envy outsiders?"

Wu Jizi was surprised: "Good disciple, aren't you a Tier 4 alchemist? When is Tier 5?"

The old butler of the City Lord's Mansion and Mu Wushuang's juniors were even more shocked!

Tier 5 Alchemist!

Such a young Tier 5 alchemist?

She is only twenty years old!

If it is true, I am afraid there will be no one before and after!

Mu Wushuang nodded, and took out a few bottles of Tier 5 pill. Everyone gave a bottle generously.

And in each bottle, there are at least ten fifth-order pill.

When they got the pill, everyone finally believed that she was really a Tier 5 alchemist!

Wu Ji Zi was so happy that his eyes were so narrow that he couldn't see, and his smile was so brilliant.

"My apprentice, what a genius! Better than King Ghost Hand! He was in his thirties when he became a Tier 5 alchemist! My apprentice is still the best!"

Mu Wushuang hooked his lips: "Of course."

She must be able to become a ninth-order alchemist earlier than Mu Yuanhong, just wait!

"Master sister is too awesome! Our Qingyun Sword Sect will definitely become stronger under the leadership of the master sister!"

"Yes! Grand Sister is the lucky star of our Qingyun Sword Sect! Unexpectedly, Grand Sister is still a genius alchemist, even better than the ghost hand pill king!"

The apprentices praised, but every word was from the bottom of the heart.

The old steward got the pill and praised: "Madam is the youngest alchemist that the old man has ever seen. With his wife's accomplishments, it is no problem to surpass the King of Ghosts in the future."

Hearing a sentence of compliment, Mu Wushuang felt at ease, a few bottles of pills were not given in vain, of course she was much better than that scumbag!

As for the phrase "Madam" or something, she pretended not to hear it.