Zhanye and Shile looked up in surprise, and Shen Yanxiao’s face was immediately imprinted in their eyes.

“Mentor Yan Di!” The two hot-blooded teenagers were immediately struck dumb. They never expected to meet Shen Yanxiao here.

“Drink this potion and you’ll feel better.” Shen Yanxiao looked at the surprised expressions of the two brats and a faint smile curled on her lips.

Out of more than forty students, only these two guys had been beaten up by her. But today, in the face of those criticisms, they stood up and defended her reputation with their own strength.

Although Shen Yanxiao was very resistant to undeads at first, she had been in contact with these students as an undead during this period of time. On the surface, these students feared her, but in their hearts, they listened to her very much. For more than a month, they did not cause her any trouble, and they were still protecting her reputation outside.

Regardless of race, Shen Yanxiao felt that these brats were still somewhat adorable.

Zhanye froze for a moment and hesitated for a moment before taking the potion from Shen Yanxiao’s hand. He looked at the potion, his eyes full of doubts.

Due to the characteristics of undeads, they were not fated to get along with plants, especially purebred undeads. It was impossible for them to produce any potions, because as long as they held a plant, their vitality would be damaged and they would not be able to maintain the original medicinal effect. Only some resurrected undeads could come into contact with potions, which were very few in number. Moreover, the quality of the potions produced could not be compared to that of human and elf pharmacists.

In the Howling Abyss, potions were the most expensive.

Shen Yanxiao suddenly took out a bottle of potion for him, which made Zhanye somewhat flattered.

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To be honest, even though they had been trained by Shen Yanxiao for a month, she never said anything to them other than her daily teachings. They were still unfamiliar with her.

“Thank you, Mentor Yan Di.” Zhanye stared at the potion for a long time before he stiffly thanked Shen Yanxiao. Under Shen Yanxiao’s smiling eyes, he struggled for a long time before drinking the expensive bottle of potion.

A chill ran down his throat and into his stomach. Zhanye soon felt that the pain in his body had been relieved a lot.

“How is it? Are you feeling better?” Shen Yanxiao asked.

Zhanye nodded shyly. “Much better.”

Shen Yanxiao smiled. This potion was a new type of potion she had just concocted. The potions of humans and elves could not be drunk by undeads, but Shen Yanxiao was now an undead. This was equivalent to all the potions in her interspatial ring being useless. Therefore, Shen Yanxiao could only develop a new potion targeted at undeads.

She had already reached the level of Great Herbalist, so it was not difficult to research a new potion. She only needed to adjust the ingredients based on the physique of the undead. Moreover, she had stocked up a lot of medicinal ingredients in her interspatial ring, so she did not have to worry about the source of the ingredients.

The potion had just been successfully concocted, and Zhanye could be said to be the first undead to experience the effect.

“Mentor Yan Di, this potion… must be very expensive, right?” The changes in his body surprised Zhanye. It was much better than those healing potions he had seen before, and the effect was immediate.

The price of a healing potion had already stunned him, let alone this better one!