I don’t know if Jieyun has a grudge against Ye Yurong.

Although she was more than ten meters away from He Ronger, she was still affected by the aftermath of the thunder. Her hair was singed and her entire face turned into charcoal.

The law enforcement elder standing between Ye Yurong and He Ronger looked at Ye Yurong's embarrassed appearance and sighed helplessly.

He looked up at the dark clouds that were about to dissipate, and felt fortunate that he had never done anything wrong.

He Ronger dodged the thunder and heard no movement outside. She then secretly opened a crack and looked out. She saw that the sky had begun to brighten and guessed that the thunder had passed.

She carefully took off the cloak on her head, and when she turned around, she saw Ye Yurong, who was charred by the fire, and almost laughed out loud.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were all on the alchemy furnace on the stage that was struck by lightning.

A disciple standing closest to him rubbed his eyes several times and said weakly, "Am I dazzled? Why do I see eleven pills in the furnace?"

"You read that right. I've counted them several times. There are indeed eleven of them!"

“Oh my god, there are actually people in this spiritual world who can refine more than ten pills in one furnace!”

"I heard that the great-grandmaster from Qixuan Sect refined twelve of them in one furnace a few days ago!"

"This little girl is only six years old, but she can be compared with that girl. This is incredible."

Ye Yurong was originally complaining about the unfairness of God, but when she heard the discussions of the disciples below, she stared at He Ronger's alchemy furnace with wide eyes.

"Impossible! How could she refine so many pills in one furnace? She must have tampered with the furnace! Yes, she must have refined the pills in advance and secretly put them in when no one was paying attention!"

Ye Yurong pointed at He Ronger and accused loudly.

At this time, Xu Chong came over with a proud look on his face and said sarcastically, "Senior Sister Ye, just because you don't have the ability to refine so many pills doesn't mean others can't. My Rong girl is the best. This time, she only produced eleven pills in one furnace. If she is in good condition, she can produce more than this."

He Ronger looked at Xu Chong, who was speaking for her, with a look of disgust.

Who is your family? You don't even draft your words when you brag.

Also, when did this guy see her refine more than eleven pills in one furnace?

However, since he could openly stand up and speak for herself in such an occasion, He Ronger decided to temporarily ignore his previous rudeness and ridicule towards her.

Ye Yurong was angered by Xu Chong's words. She pointed at Xu Chong and cursed: "Where did you come from, you little brat? How dare you say that to me! I will teach you a lesson."

As Ye Yurong said this, she was about to roll up her sleeves and attack Xu Chong.

At this moment, a powerful voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Stop it!"

It was the voice of Sect Master Yuan Sheng.

His eyes were fixed on the cracked alchemy furnace on the ground and the dozen or so pills that had spilled out of it. The muscles at the corners of his eyes were trembling with excitement.

"This... this is actually a flesh-growing pill!"

As soon as Yuan Sheng finished speaking, the other elders present were stunned.

They seemed to be collectively petrified, standing there for a long time without coming to their senses.

After a long time, the law enforcement elder was the first to come back to his senses. He pointed at the pill on the ground and asked the sect leader: "Sect Leader Yuan, what kind of pill do you think this is?"

Although he is a law enforcement elder, since he is an elder of the Qingling Sect, he naturally knows how to refine medicine.

However, the recipe for the flesh-growing pill has been lost for hundreds of years and few people have seen it.

Because their Qingling Sect is a sect that refines medicine, they left behind a treasure that is the most precious of the sect - a bag of medicine that was personally refined by the founder.

Among them is a flesh-growing pill.

Several sect leaders had scraped off the powder of the flesh-growing pill and tried to research the recipe, but they all ended in failure.

It’s not that the technology required to refine the muscle-growing pill is high, but the processing methods of some of the herbs are a little different from what they are now, and they can never restore it.

Yuan Sheng looked back at the law enforcement elder excitedly and repeated once again: "This is a muscle-growing pill, it's really a muscle-growing pill!"

Shengji Dan, as the name suggests, removes dead tissue and regenerates new tissue.

Even if the muscles are already necrotic and the bones are visible, new flesh and skin can be grown again as long as it is taken. It is a pill that many cultivators in the spiritual world have always wanted to obtain at a high price.

This is a special elixir that is independent of other elixirs. No wonder it can bring about calamity clouds.

The other elders looked at the dozen or so pills on the ground, their eyes shining brightly, looking at those pills as if they were seeing shining spirit stones.

A single flesh-growing pill is worth a fortune, so wouldn't it be possible to make a lot of money by taking a dozen of them?

Can they now make up for the long-standing debts in their sect?

Yuan Sheng didn't know what they were thinking. He quickly walked to the alchemy furnace, carefully picked up the pill on the ground, looked at He Rong'er and asked, "Rong girl, did you really make this pill?"

"What are you talking about? This was made by our Rong girl herself in front of so many people. Do you even suspect that she cheated?"

Xu Chong retorted unhappily.

He couldn't stand anyone questioning his friends.

Moreover, he had just taken out all his wife's capital in order to make a fortune with the help of this little girl. If Sect Master Yuan's words caused the result to go wrong, he would suffer a great loss.

Yuan Sheng glanced at Xu Chong with disdain, and his whole face suddenly turned dark.

Before he could speak, Ye Yurong, who was standing next to him and had been confronted by Xu Chong, curled her lips and said, "Boy, who do you think you are? How dare you question the Sect Master! Just wait to be kicked out by the Sect Master."

The other disciples below also looked at Xu Chong with a gloating expression.

"Master Yuan, this kid dares to disrespect you in public. Let's kick him out right now." Several disciples volunteered to step forward.

"Master Yuan, I don't know where this kid came from. Not only is he disrespectful to you, he also set up a casino in the sect without permission and tempted the disciples to place bets. People like this should be expelled from our sect!"

Humph, he just bet several hundred spirit stones on Senior Sister Ye. If this guy is kicked out, all the spirit stones he lost before will be written off.

When Yuan Sheng heard the word "bet", his mouth twitched with anger. He glared at Xu Chong and shouted, "Are you really starting a bet?"

Xu Chong's eyes were erratic, and he didn't dare to look directly into Sect Master Yuan's eyes: "Well, I... I just wanted to add some fun to this competition."

"Hmph!" Yuan Sheng snorted coldly, not wanting to pay attention to him. He looked at He Ronger again, wanting to ask about the elixir.

But the sect leader was unwilling to investigate further, and some people could not stand it.

At this time, several more disciples stood up and said, "Master, this kid doesn't follow the sect's rules. Let's throw him out right now and never let him offend your eyes again."

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