But that intermittent pill had become the size of a grain of rice.
Although spiritual energy can replenish her, the loss of energy still makes her exhausted.
But it's not a big problem.
I almost fell asleep.
The people from the Shura Sect and other three sects looked at Di Yange with murderous intent in their eyes: "Heh. We cured them, but what about them? Although their injuries are relatively minor, they also need treatment."
Liu Chanyi immediately took out a mountain of healing medicine and said, "Your sect is really poor. If you don't have any healing medicine, we in the Xianlai Sect have plenty."
Now that Miaodan Peak can mass-produce pills, making these pills is a piece of cake for her.
All the disciples were envious.
So they took the pills and said one by one that they were incurable.
"Now that the injuries have been healed, let's continue the competition."
An elder of Wanfa Sect suddenly said.
The Shura Sect elder also said happily, "Yes, let's compete quickly. After the competition, we still have to rush back to the sect. Boy, you are not scared, are you? You vowed to win first place at the beginning, you can't be so cowardly."
"Impossible. Yan'er needs to rest." The sect leader said angrily.
Several disciples who had just had their hands and feet healed wanted to say a few words to help Di Yange, but they had no choice but to keep their mouths shut.
Di Yange just smiled and said, "Let's compete."
She didn't take this minor injury seriously at all.
And this first one must be theirs.
Because this competition seems to be very important to the sect leader, he absolutely cannot lose.
"You can compete. But before the competition, you must kowtow to me and admit your mistake. You can't go back on your word."
Di Yange stood there, looking at the middle-aged male elder of Shura Gate with a smile.
At this time, the wounds on her face had long since healed, and her beautiful face was full of arrogance.
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