"You!" the registrar had never met such a medicine boy, and he knew that he had offended a terrible big man, and he could still laugh. I don't know the severity, and I'm bold!

"I'm just a medicine boy who made a mistake now, and I deserve to go to the barren slope. Ji Yan turned around, hummed a little tune, and left leisurely.

On Xijing Peak, Ji Yan's words and deeds were transmitted to Murong Zheng's eyes through that mirror, especially the part where he was scolded as a turtle, Ji Yan had a movement to raise his head and look at the sky, and here at Murong Zheng, he happened to see her looking directly at herself with a provocative gaze!

Originally, Ji Yan only had the idea of alchemy in the Divine Medicine Valley, but at this moment, she had already decided to concentrate on impacting the Dan Realm here!

Whoever has the strongest Dan technique can be the peak master, Ji Yan has already set his sights on Xijing Peak!

When she cultivated to the ninth order of the Danshu realm, the first thing was to kick Murong Zheng down from Xijing Peak!

Murong Zheng snorted coldly and smashed the mirror with one palm!

The so-called canal barren slope is actually no different from the wasteland slope.

Although the Divine Medicine Valley is vast, there is still a large area of primeval territory. There are wild grasses, rocks, and even wild beasts. There are countless medicine children in the Divine Medicine Valley, and many people are sent here every day to develop this primitive area into a medicine field.

The medicine children who have been assigned here have little future to speak of, and in addition to hard work every day, they compete with others for limited survival resources.

Death happens every day.

The corpses are casually disposed of in the barren land, and naturally decay into fertilizer.

Ji Yan groped all the way, and finally arrived at the canal barren slope before dark.

There are no lush medicinal fields, no misty peaks, just endless barren slopes and gravel. A dilapidated attic, standing alone in front, there were medicine boys one after another, dragging their tired bodies back from the wasteland.

Only a limited amount of food was prepared in the attic, and only the medicine boy who came back from completing the task first would be able to eat enough.

The weak and lazy will not survive here!

A fat man with buckteeth, who looked like a steward, stood in the attic with his stomach upright, holding a roster in his hand, and sketching on the roster against the returning medicine boys, while babbling incessantly.

"That skinny monkey, you returned very early today, did you cut corners? I'll write down your name first, and check it tomorrow, if I find out...... Hey...... See if I don't chop you up and feed it to the dogs!"

"That bamboo pole, come here, do you hide the seeds of medicinal herbs, turn out all the pockets for me to check!"

“…… That black pockmark, you also open your pockets for me...... What do you have a name? Lao Tzu doesn't care what your name is, call you Hei Mazi to look up to you, and if you talk nonsense, I will let you do double the work tomorrow!"

"And that skin leper, did you really clean up all the weeds in the newly turned medicine boy? Did you pick out all the rotten grass roots? Check tomorrow, check!"

“……”

The bucktooth fat man checked one by one, his voice was like thunder, echoing around, and every medicine boy who was named was trembling, as if he was facing a flood of beasts.

Ji Yanyao looked at the situation in the attic, his eyes shrank slightly, and he roughly understood what kind of place he was assigned to.

I'm afraid the next few days will be difficult.

After taking a deep breath, Ji Yan walked over as if he were at home, and handed the wooden card to the bucktooth fat man.