The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp!

When the news reached Thorn Forest, Tu lie almost died from anger!

Later on, he felt something and asked around in secret. Finally, he realized that he had been tricked!

However, he did not dare to report it to the First Division because he was afraid of being blamed. After all, if he had reported the news to the first division earlier, Sha Wuhen would not have escaped.

Before he could come to a conclusion, he heard that the world was filled with books that made ghost talismans. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Even if he used his heel to think, he knew that these books were definitely the same as Sha Wuhen's, moreover, it was definitely Sha Wuhen's doing!

However, who would believe it if he told others? ! who would be stupid enough to take out such a precious thing? ! !

Moreover, everyone was convinced that this was the ghost ancestor's blessing. Even if he went out to make a ruckus, he would still be looked down upon by others. They would think that he was talking nonsense, so they could only keep this matter to themselves.

At this time, Yun Chujiu and the others had already arrived at the Raging Fire Forest, which was under the jurisdiction of the Second Division.

Different from the previous times in Thorn Forest, the conditions of the wolf-killing hunting group had greatly improved. The clothes they wore and the things they used were not very good, but at least they were considered to be above average among the hunting groups in the raging fire forest.

The short fatty looked at the yuan coins in his storage ring and could not close his mouth. "Little Jiu, second brother has only admired two people in his life. One is big brother, and the other is you!

"TSK TSK, tell me, how did Your Brain Grow? Not only did it save us from getting killed, but it also made us a lot of money. You are really too smart!"

Yun Chujiu said with a smile, "Second brother, this is just a small amount of money. We will definitely be rich in the future."

Sha Wuhen listened with a smile on his face. A few days ago, they had bought the sheepskin scrolls and papers according to what Yun Chujiu had said. Yun chujiu had also made templates according to the contents of the sheepskin scrolls and made several books with the same content.

Then, she used a kind of medicinal liquid to make the books look very old. Finally, she volunteered to sell the books.

She did not know how she did it, but in the end, she gave everyone one million low-grade yuan coins. Moreover, the books and sheepskin scrolls were also credited to the ghost ancestor's blessing.

Just as Sha Wuhen was thinking about it, yun chujiu said clearly, "Come, the medicine is ready. You guys can drink it!"

Sha Wuhen looked at the pot of black medicinal soup that gave off a strange smell. He was a little afraid, but when he thought about how Yun Chujiu said that this medicinal soup could speed up their cultivation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and drink the medicinal soup.

Yun Chujiu was satisfied to see that they had drunk the entire pot of medicinal soup. This was the medicinal recipe that she had asked Guai Cao through coercion. Moreover, guai Cao could not speak, yun chujiu used a whole three days to guess the name of the medicinal soup that it had mentioned. It could be said that this pot of medicinal soup had not come easily.

Yun chujiu pondered. If she wanted to have her own power, then other than herself becoming stronger, Sha Wuhen and the others also had to become stronger quickly. Otherwise, she would not be able to hold on by herself!

The short fatty wiped the remaining medicinal juice from the corner of his mouth, grimacing as he asked, "Little Jiu, is this medicinal soup really useful? Your origin energy soared to the seventh level of the origin realm in a short period of time. Is it really because you drank this medicinal soup?"

Yun chujiu shamelessly nodded her head. "That's right. I relied on this medicinal soup to cultivate. However, everyone's constitution is different. Perhaps the effects of drinking it won't be as good as mine, but raising one or two levels is still possible."

The short fatty wanted to continue asking, but he clutched his stomach. "Ouch, my stomach hurts! No, I have to go to the toilet!"

He wasn't the only one. Sha Wuhen and the others also looked pained as they ran to the toilet.