Qing Wan's beautiful eyes widened like copper bells. She understood every word the person in front of her was saying, but when put together, it sounded like utter nonsense.
Although she was a cultivator and had never stepped into the world of cultivators, it didn't mean she was completely ignorant about everything related to cultivators.
In their village, there was no shortage of books about cultivators. While they only contained simple and basic content, it was enough to give her a sufficient understanding of the Cultivator Realm.
Pills were not unfamiliar to her. The fruits in the Mountain Spirit Cave were a necessary spiritual medicine for refining pills; otherwise, just a little bit of fruit wouldn't be able to exchange for a cartload of rice.
But the pills that the person in front of her talked about were unheard of.
Moreover…
She didn't have a good impression of Han Yu. She was still angry at the things he did, even if he saved her.
