Yan Shu transmigrated into a book and was randomly gifted with a male lead's hatred package!
In three months, she would be completely destroyed by the male lead!
As the biological son of the Heavenly Tao, she couldn't defeat him in a fight and got struck by lightning when trying to escape. Yan Shu was furious!
Since that was the case, don't blame her...
Igniting his affection bar!
Yan Shu said, "Disciple, your clothes look a bit worn out. Take my token and get some new ones."
Instead of receiving new clothes, the disciple, Xiao Jihan, was humiliated and left with bruises all over his body: Favorability -10.
Yan Shu said, "Disciple, do you want to refine pills? I have some excellent Immortal Spirit Herb here, I'll give it to you."
The alchemy furnace he had finally saved enough spirit stones to exchange for exploded into pieces, leaving Xiao Jihan covered in soot: Favorability -10.
Yan Shu said, "Disciple, there are many demons in the Braham Secret Realm. This Grand Primordial Pill can save your life, take it."
But because of the Grand Primordial Pill's spiritual energy, he ended up besieged by demons and nearly lost his life: Favorability -10.
Yan Shu: ...

Cultivation Strategy: Starting with Bribing the Male Lead

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Yan Shu glared at him. "How could I use you to test poison just for the sake of satisfying my hunger? What do you think of me?"


Xiao Jihan remained unfazed. "Don't forget, the heritage I received from the Medicine King wasn't limited to alchemy."


Oh right, he also learned medical skills.


Yan Shu still felt a bit uneasy. "Are you sure?"


"Absolutely." Xiao Jihan nodded. "Rest assured, medical and alchemical skills are complementary. Many alchemists struggle because they can't understand the properties of the herbs they're using. They merely follow established recipes."


"Without understanding the nature of the herbs, they can't control the temperature and timing based on the properties of the herbs, making it impossible to achieve great success in alchemy."


As he spoke, he pulled out a set of silver needles from his mustard seed pouch, dipped them into the dishes, and then carefully examined and sniffed them.


Dream