After handing over the Qilin blood, he left the auction house with his assistant, leaving Situ Xue no chance to trade Qilin blood with him again.

"They're leaving already?"

Situ Xue felt somewhat helpless.

Lin Jinglong turned his head and glanced at the sky.

More than an hour passed, and it was already night.

"It's time to go back to Marshal Xiao's mansion to refine pills."

He took Ye Qingzhu and Wu Dongren with him, bid farewell to Situ Xue and Lin Tianlang, and rushed back as soon as possible.

Wu Yuehan had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Upon seeing Lin Jinglong, he exclaimed with delight, "You really got your hands on the Qilin Blood?"

"We got it, but it took a lot of effort."

Lin Jinglong said with emotion.

Wu Yuehan immediately stepped forward to wipe his sweat.

He lowered his voice and said, "In the evening, another person came. He said he was the senior brother of the Medicine King Sect and came to find Third Sister and that guy surnamed Wu. I told him you went to the auction house, but he still wouldn't leave."

"The senior disciple of the Medicine King Sect?"

Lin Jinglong glanced at Wu Dongren.

The man's face lit up with joy. He ran into the ward and saw the white-robed man staring at Ge Ling'er.

"Senior Brother!"

He immediately went to meet him.

The senior disciple also stood up and strode towards the door, but he passed by Wu Dongren and appeared in front of Lin Jinglong.

"Lin Jinglong!"

"You know me?"

"The Elders Council has already issued an order that you, Lin Jinglong, are the leader of the Elders Council's camp in this World Martial Arts Tournament, which means you are now my direct superior."

The broad-skinned man in white robes stared at Lin Jinglong.

There was a clear fighting spirit in his eyes!

"Then why don't you bow to me?"

"I refuse to accept this!"

"The senior disciple of the Medicine King Sect said with a sneer."