"Host, it's absolutely true, and if Lu Wuxiu doesn't get treatment quickly, he may have sequelae!" The system checked Lu Wuxiu's interface and its tone became serious.
After hearing what the system said, Yan Baibai became even more anxious. If it really didn't work, Yan Baibai would have to use force against Lu Wuxiu.
"Hiss~"
Suddenly, a gasp was heard from the quiet cave. The sound was so soft that if Yan Baibai hadn't been concentrating on the outside, she might not have heard it. Yan Baibai opened her eyes, thinking that it was Lu Wuxiu who finally couldn't help but make a sound, but it wasn't.
Yan Baibai tiptoed towards the person who made the sound and patted his shoulder gently.
"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Yan, did I disturb you?" Yin Changpi cast a small barrier around the two of them and apologized to Yan Baibai embarrassedly.
"Fellow Daoist Chang Pi, is the wound on your foot still not healed?" Yan Baibai saw Yin Chang Pi take the elixir with his own eyes. Logically speaking, after such a long time, the wound on his foot should have grown flesh. For a Jindan cultivator, the pain should not be enough to make him gasp.
"Everyone in the world of immortal cultivation knows that the Yanjian Sect isn't good at refining elixirs. In fact, there are many sects in the world of immortal cultivation that aren't good at refining elixirs. It's just that this is a particular point that stands out for the Yanjian Sect, who are known for their comprehensive approach." Yin Changpi let out an awkward smile and continued, "The elixirs from my Yuyin Sect aren't top-notch, so it's not surprising that the wound healed a little later."
To be honest, this was the first time Yan Baibai had heard such a statement! "The Yanjian Sect can't produce good elixirs" was something Yan Baibai had been hearing since she arrived at the Yanjian Sect. It had become ingrained in her mind. Coupled with the bottles of excellent elixirs Song Yu had given her, Yan Baibai truly believed that only their Yanjian Sect was incapable of producing good elixirs in the entire cultivation world.
"Judging from Fellow Daoist Yan's reaction, this is probably the first time you've heard of this, right?" Yin Changpi chuckled sarcastically, then revealed a hint of embarrassment. "To be honest, sometimes when my senior brothers and I are chatting and getting excited, we occasionally joke about this matter, even though I know the elixirs refined by my sect can't compare to your Yanjian Sect."
Yan Baibai stared at Yin Changpi blankly, feeling that he was now a teenager immersed in an embarrassing past and in a low mood.
"Actually, your Yanjian Sect is excellent in every aspect, and the rest of us can only find some psychological comfort in alchemy." Yin Changpi sighed, tilting his head 45 degrees, his expression both melancholy and sad, looking just like the protagonist of a youth pain novel.
"..." Yan Baibai couldn't bear to watch any longer and couldn't help but say, "I think it's better for you to lower your head and take a look."
Yin Changpi lowered her head when she heard the voice, and the grief on her face froze before she could subside. Then expressions of surprise and accident appeared on her face. It was simply wonderful.
“What is this?”
"Brother, you've been poisoned. The wolf's fangs are poisonous."
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