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Although the youngest junior brother did not die, he still made people angrier than if he did die.

Because Master said, if the Myriad Sword Sect could rise up, then the use of little junior brother would definitely be greater than his.

It was because my youngest junior brother only took him two years to become a fifth-grade alchemist, and he was at least a late-fifth-grade alchemist. Because he managed to produce a hundred top-grade fourth-grade pills, if it wasn't for his weak spiritual sense, I would have guessed that he would be no weaker than me.

Even his master had learned about refining pills from his junior brother and was now in closed-door training for a breakthrough. It could be said that his master considered his junior brother as his junior brother.

If it wasn't for this seclusion, with my understanding of Master, I would definitely have protected Junior Brother in secret. But this time, Master said that he would definitely go to the inner sect examination to cheer Junior Brother on in a few months.

Hearing Qiu Jianhan's words, Fang Moyan was exasperated. He did not expect that his negligence would cause such an irreparable situation. He sighed and kept quiet.

This made Qiu Jianhan's expression even more unsightly. He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart after taking one Rank 5 Berserk Demon Pill, but if a late stage seventh level of the Xuan Core realm took two Grade 5 Berserk Demon Pills, that was truly courting death.

He didn't notice that Elder Zhu was already checking Li Er's body condition. At this moment, Elder Zhu happily said: The two Peak Masters' situation isn't as serious as you said. I just checked this kid's pulse.

The mystical Qi in his body was not in a mess, but was normally repairing his internal organs. What was most unbelievable was that not only did this little pervert not suffer the backlash of the Five-rank Fierce Demon Pill, but he had also been fortunate enough to advance to the peak of the late stage of the Xuan Core realm.

He arrived beside Elder Zhu as if he had teleported, stretched out his hand to check the condition of this kid's body, and his face immediately revealed a happy expression. Without caring about the Peak Master's influence, he loudly shouted: ”Brother Qiu, the situation isn't as bad as we imagined, on the contrary, the situation is just too good. Don't look at this kid who looks like he's about to die, I've actually seen a ghost.”

If he only heard Elder Zhu's words, he wouldn't believe him at all. However, Fang Mojiao and Elder Zhu's expressions couldn't be faked, and Qiu Jianhan also stretched out his hand to check, and when he saw the crying expression of his parents just a moment ago, he instantly raised his eyebrows and let out a long breath. Some kind of Grade 5 or 6 healing pill was poured into Li Er's mouth like money.

How could Peak Master Qiu Jianhan, who was happy in his heart, have noticed their lecherous eyes? All he could see was Li Er, who was lying on the ground.

The three of them hastily stabilized their injuries, then they left the Seven Mile Peak with the rest of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples and returned to the Wind Lake County's Cloud Gathering Auction House. Manager Ai had long arranged a quiet courtyard, the Peak of Dan Peak, Autumn Sword Han, and the Black Tooth Peak's Master, Fang Pi, finally calmed down, during this period of time, Elder Zhu, please take good care of this kid, let's return to the sect first.

There were still a lot of things in the sect, so there was a deeper meaning behind Pill Peak's words: Old Zhu, if you want to refine the pills you need, find this brat. I believe he won't let you down. After that, the two Peak Masters left.