Shi Yan opened his eyes and looked at the medicine slaves not far away, stunned.

Most of these people had no choice but to make an agreement with Mo Yanyu to become drug slaves because their families were poor. As long as they could last for half a year, they would not only be free, but also receive two hundred amethyst coins. Of course, if they died due to drug testing, their relatives could also receive this money.

In the Divine Grace Continent, one black crystal coin is equal to one hundred amethyst coins, which is equal to ten thousand blue crystal coins. The annual income of ordinary people is only five or six amethyst coins. It takes a medicine slave forty years to earn two hundred amethyst coins.

On the day the agreement was signed, their relatives received fifty amethyst coins, and the rest would be handed over to them half a year later. If they unfortunately died, those amethyst coins would fall into the hands of their relatives. Two hundred purple crystal coins may not be earned by these people with a lifetime of hard work. It is also because of this that they take desperate risks.

However, when they made the agreement, they never thought that testing the drug would be so cruel. Almost every few days, one of them would die due to the drug testing, and the death was extremely miserable. This made them terrified all day long, which gave rise to many ideas.

Unfortunately, the agreement was clearly written in black and white. Once signed, they were not allowed to withdraw midway. In other words, they had given their lives to the Mo family in the past six months. As long as they disobeyed the agreement and dared to sneak away, the Mo family had the right to kill them.

There is no pie in the sky. By the time they realize the cruelty of testing drugs, it is already too late and they can only hold on.

Shi Yan knew in his heart that none of these people would survive that day. He knew that these drug slaves would die sooner or later, and maybe someone would die tomorrow due to testing the medicine. He knew that he had limited abilities and was unable to change everything, so he avoided having more contact with them. Without any friendship, he would not feel sad when these people died.

Shi Yan frowned and glanced quietly at Alchemist Kalu, who was sitting high in the Earth Dragon sedan, and quickly looked away.

From the five white medicine bottles embroidered on Kalu's chest, he knew that this was a fifth-grade mortal alchemist. Alchemists are a special group of people in this world that are rarer than warriors.

Almost every alchemist is a warrior. The pills they refine can improve the martial artist's cultivation. A very small number of powerful alchemists refine special pills that can even enhance the ability of the "martial spirit".

Different from the division of the ten realms of warriors, alchemists are divided into five levels in Shen'en Continent based on their strength in elixir attainment, namely mortal level, mysterious level, spiritual level, holy level, and divine level. Each level is divided into seven levels.

Each level of an alchemist has a special symbol. A mortal-level alchemist has a white medicine bottle embroidered on his chest, a mysterious-level alchemist has fire flames embroidered on his chest, a spirit-level alchemist has herb embroidered on his chest, a saint-level alchemist has pills embroidered on his chest, a divine-level medicine cauldron is embroidered on his chest, and five white medicine bottles are embroidered on Kalu's chest. It is clear at a glance that he is a fifth-grade mortal level.

Because the alchemist's pills can transform warriors and improve their essence, this gives the alchemist a very high status among warriors. And because of the scarcity of alchemists, almost every alchemist has become the target of competition among major forces, making the alchemist's status even higher.

Kalu, a fifth-level mortal alchemist, was invited by Mo Yanyu from the Medicine King Valley of the Divine Bless Empire for the Mo family. The Mo family, like the Shi family, is one of the five major families in the Merchant Alliance. The Mo family also has a "martial spirit", and the "martial spirit" is the power of lightning. Many people in the Mo family are born with a "lightning martial spirit", and it gradually increases with the improvement of their realm.

And Mo Yanyu is a young master from the direct descendant of the Mo family who possesses the "Lightning Martial Spirit".

The Mo family runs a medicinal business in the Merchant Alliance, and has been recruiting alchemists from all over the country to refine medicine for the family. However, the alchemists have eccentric personalities and have extremely high self-esteem. Few of them are willing to be restrained by the family, so the Mo family has never been able to do so.

Although Kalu is only a fifth-grade mortal alchemist, it is not easy for the Mo family to persuade him. Mo Yanyu did not know how to persuade Kalu this time, so that Kalu was willing to come out of the Medicine King Valley and agreed to go to the Mo family to refine medicine.

But this Kalu doesn't seem to be on the right path. He is very interested in poisons, which are regarded as evil practices by pharmacists. If the refining of poisons is to be precise and meticulous, it is not possible to use monsters to test the medicine. Living people must be used, which is why those medicine slaves are there.

"Let's go!" A soft shout from Mo Yanyu came from the distance. Many warriors who were resting started to do it one after another, packed up and prepared to go on the road. The medicine slaves who were squatting together also stood up quickly, for fear that they would be beaten if they took a few steps too late.

Shi Yan stood up silently, looked coldly at the beautiful figure at the front of the team with a graceful figure but a heart as poisonous as a scorpion, snorted inaudibly, and then followed the team in front obediently.

In the business alliance, the relationship between the Mo family and the Shi family was not good. Mo Yanyu's fifth uncle was beaten to death by Shi Dang of the Shi family when they competed with the Shi family for a mine three years ago. Afterwards, the Mo family retaliated wildly and killed many of the Shi family's guards. Because of this, the two families secretly fought secretly.

Shi Yan knew that if he exposed the identity of the original owner, not only would he not be released, but he would probably die faster.

Fortunately, the original owner of this body, because he did not have a "martial spirit" and was not naturally fond of martial arts, never participated in many martial arts activities of the Merchant Alliance, so that Mo Yanyu did not know him at all, otherwise his current situation might be even worse.

The Mohist team camped by the river. The earth dragon made a "huchihuchi" sound and rested quietly by the river. The Mohist warriors ate dried meat and laughed strangely as they talked about the famous cousins ​​of Shangmeng Qinglou.

Several brave warriors, when Mo Yanyu's back was turned to them, would secretly glance at her exquisite body from time to time. They swallowed secretly, but they knew in their hearts that a woman of Mo Yanyu's level and status was not something they could get involved with, and they could only enjoy it.

Shi Yan sat down silently and was about to continue to use the essence in his body when he suddenly found Mo Yanyu and Kalu walking straight towards him from the front of the team.

Shi Yan felt a chill in his heart, knowing that something bad was about to happen, and his face gradually darkened.

"The power of Broken Heart Powder is too strong. Ordinary civilians can't bear it. Two people died in just six days. It seems that only warriors can bear it. The kid has been raised for so long. I think he has recovered a lot recently. It's time to put it to use..." Kalu smiled sinisterly, holding a bowl of dark potion in his left hand.

"Master, you're welcome. Master, you can do whatever you want with this guy, but don't let him die too easily." Mo Yanyu chuckled.

"Hey, Miss Mo, don't worry about this. Since it fell into the hands of me, Kalu, there is definitely no reason to die quickly. You have seen the power of Changchang Powder before. Those civilians died because their whole bodies were slowly rotting. The stronger this kid's body, the slower the rot will be, and the pain will naturally become more and more severe. Just watch it." Kalu laughed, not caring about Shi Yan's feelings not far away.

"That's the best." Mo Yanyu nodded, her beautiful eyes filled with cold light, and she obviously hated Shi Yan to the core.

The two chatted and laughed, and soon they came to Shi Yan. Kalu didn't waste any time, and handed the bowl of black heartbroken powder to Shi Yan, saying in a cold voice: "Boy, drink it for me."

Mo Yanyu stretched out her snow-nen left hand, and the dazzling electric light swam on the five fingers of her left hand, slowly winding from the little finger to the thumb, like a moving and dexterous electric snake. The "Lightning Martial Spirit" and the essence were combined, and the strands of energy fluctuations made the air explode with a "pop" sound.

"Hehe!" Johnson's sneer came from behind Shi Yan, "Boy, if you dare not drink, you know what will happen."

Kalu's eyes were full of excitement and he couldn't help but rub his hands and shouted: "Boy, Duangchang Powder is very interesting. It will make you rot from the intestines bit by bit..."

Mo Yanyu looked at Shi Yan coldly, without moving for a moment, just waiting for Shi Yan to resist. As long as Shi Yan showed the slightest lack of cooperation, she would immediately take action and was ready to vent her anger on Shi Yan.

These days, when she thought of Shi Yan's wanton violation of her, she became angry. Shi Yan had tasted the forbidden area that even her fiancé had not had a chance to touch, which made her feel so depressed and ashamed that she almost wanted to vomit blood.

"I'll drink it." Shi Yan replied lightly, steadily caught the bowl of Broken Heart Powder and drank it all in one gulp.