Chapter 815: The Counter-Plot Show!

She pointed to her backpack. "My batch is special. Some herbs inside aren't for mass collection. It works better than that other one. But that one isn't bad either. Its smell is just stronger. Mine smells nice. I’m a girl, so I like nice smells."

So that was why her pills smelled the way they did.

Yan Aohan heard he had given the recipe to Old Medicine Master. He stayed silent. "Don't tell me you made your pills smell light just because you're a girl."

"Of course," Zhu Yanyi said seriously. "If a girl smells like medicine, it scares people."

"Scary? I don't think so. I think it suits you," Yan Aohan said directly. If a girl stands out too much, she needs something to keep others away. The smell of medicine works well.

"Why is it good?" Zhu Yanyi asked, confused.

Yan Aohan smiled lightly. He didn't explain his private thoughts. "You want to be a doctor, right? Which doctor doesn't smell like medicine? If a doctor has no smell, patients won't trust them. They’ll think you have no experience."

Zhu Yanyi glanced at her with disgust. "Do you know what 'returning to simplicity' means? That’s what I’m doing. Good medicine isn't about strong smell. It’s about good results. As the saying goes, good wine needs no bush. Do you understand?"

Behind them, Luo Gang and Li Yang held back laughter. Their stomachs hurt from suppressing it. Only Zhu Yanyi dared to speak to Yan Aohan like this.

Yan Aohan wasn't angry at all. He spoke because he was like this. "I’m not a doctor, so I don’t know that. I’m not a brewer or hotel owner, so I don’t know about good wine. Ani, just say things I can understand."

"Haha, the great Yanluo Association of the Capital has things it doesn't know. Who would believe that?" Zhu Yanyi laughed and scolded her.

Ma Zhongyuan ahead also held back laughter. The Capital Yanluo was famous. She knew of it. But seeing it face-to-face, she didn't expect the Capital Yanluo to be bested by a girl named Zhu Yanyi.

"Brother Ma, are we close?" Zhu Yanyi ignored Yan Aohan and asked Ma Zhongyuan.

Ma Zhongyuan nodded. "Not far. We’ll be there soon. About fifty more minutes."

Indeed, after about fifteen minutes, they reached a canyon entrance. Ma Zhongyuan said, "I entered from here last time."

"Be careful," Yan Aohan looked around. "This place feels strange."

Why did Yan Aohan say it was strange? From the canyon entrance, there wasn't a single blade of grass. Yet the mother plant of the Nine-Leaf Spider Lily grew here. That was weird. Also, many dead animals lay on the ground, likely killed in fights.

Zhu Yanyi squatted down. She picked up some soil and smelled it. Her eyes flickered slightly. Yan Aohan asked from the side, "Did you find anything?"

"Dry," she said to Yan Aohan. "The soil is very dry. The most surprising thing is that there is fire spiritual energy in it."