"The medicine is here!"
Wu Tongtian spent some time getting there.
They retrieved several sixth-grade spiritual herbs that Lin Jinglong needed from the Martial Arts Association's warehouse and from the various elders' residences.
After handing it over to Lin Jinglong, he began refining the pills.
He ignored Chen Li's earnest advice.
Standing casually before the ninth-grade golden cauldron, he used spiritual energy to create fire and brewed about twenty spiritual herbs.
Unbeknownst to them, it was transformed into a pure medicinal juice. The refining process went very smoothly, even before the Seven Aperture Exquisite Pill had taken shape.
The medicinal liquid was already emitting a spiritual light.
The crowd held their breath, watching intently, while Chen Li, a sixth-grade alchemist, stared wide-eyed.
"This...this...it's still in the form of a medicinal liquid and it's already brimming with spiritual energy. Even a seventh-grade precious pill couldn't do that. What kind of pill did you refine?"
"Nothing is impossible."
Lin Jinglong shook his head.
"Your knowledge is too limited. It's just a precious pill that has reached the limit of the seventh grade, not yet the eighth grade."
At this time, he was still unable to refine an eighth-grade precious pill.
That's a much higher level.
Seeing him casually manipulate the spiritual flames, Chen Li's expression became even more shocked.
“I come from the Divine Pill Sect. I’ve spent most of my life there, fifty years, and have seen countless alchemists, but I’ve never seen such a technique before.”
How could my knowledge be limited?
"Lin Jinglong, who exactly are you?"
He murmured to himself.
It lasted almost the entire night.
As dawn approached.
Sweat beaded on Lin Jinglong's forehead as a precious pill, the size of an infant's fist, finally appeared in his hand, radiating a seven-colored spiritual light. The moment the pill was completed, an incredibly rich fragrance filled the entire room.
Chong Wanfeng suddenly swayed.
"Hey! What's wrong with you, Emperor Chongwu?"
Wu Tongtian quickly raised his hand to help him up.
As a result, Chong Wanfeng's body weight was like a mountain, almost pressing down on this low-level Martial Emperor and making him sit on the ground.
"I'm sorry, I got a little injured. I was too excited and couldn't control my internal energy. This ruler on my body is too heavy."
Chong Wanfeng steadied himself and said with shame.
Wu Tongtian's face alternated between red and pale.
This is fucking bizarre!
This weapon is incredibly heavy!
He almost made a fool of himself just now!
Chong Wanfeng then looked at Lin Jinglong.
"I beg you, Master Lin, to perform a heart transplant for my daughter and then use the 'Marrow Cleansing' technique to enhance her martial arts aptitude!"
"etc!"
Lin Jinglong looked at the middle-aged man who was about to bow.
"I'll refine pills for you and replace your heart, but you'll have to exchange Bai Xing's head for that. Cleansing my tendons and marrow will take a huge toll on me, and that'll cost you a different price."
Wu Tongtian and Jun Shuiqian looked at each other in bewilderment.
Extremely high consumption?
That's complete nonsense!
They had personally witnessed Lin Jinglong mass-producing people with marrow cleansing techniques at the Azure Dragon Society, creating twelve Saint-level martial artists one after another!
Chong Wanfeng's expression immediately turned serious.
"Mr. Lin is very polite. May I ask what price you would require for this request?"
"Well..." A sly glint flashed in Lin Jinglong's eyes as he casually said, "Your daughter needs to recuperate and be observed for a while after her heart transplant. How about you work for me for three years?"
"good!"
Chong Wanfeng did not hesitate at all.
"Tsk!"
Wu Tongtian and Jun Shuiqian looked at each other in bewilderment.
A sixth-level Martial Emperor, who had the opportunity to enter the high-level realm, was actually taken in by Lin Jinglong like this?
"Is this the allure of a seventh-grade alchemist combined with the Marrow Cleansing Technique? Our Loose Cultivator Martial Arts Association, which gathers talents from all over the world, only has a dozen or so martial artists of this level. We have to treat them like ancestors on a daily basis. This is the difference!"
Jun Shuiqian was extremely envious of Lin Jinglong.
Then, Lin Jinglong took the Seven Apertures Exquisite Pill to the bedside and lifted the clothes of the little girl, Chong Xiaoyue.
He put two fingers together and drew a vertical line across her heart.
Although the flow of blood and vital energy in her body had been sealed with spiritual energy, and no blood had flowed out, a fist-sized opening still appeared in her chest, with a pill that had lost its spiritual power connected to her weak blood vessels.
This scene still looks extremely cruel.
Upon seeing this scene, Chong Wanfeng suddenly lowered his head silently and wiped away the tears on his face.
He then knelt on the ground with a resolute expression.
Chao Lin Jinglong bowed deeply from behind.
"Please, Mr. Lin, do everything in your power to save my daughter. From now on, my life is yours!"
After he finished speaking, he kowtowed three times heavily.
Jun Shuiqian, Chen Li, and the others watching sighed again, deeply moved by his eagerness to save his daughter.
Lin Jinglong did not turn around and accepted his three bows.
After getting up, Chong Wanfeng dared not look at the scene on the bed any longer and turned to leave the suite.
"I'll be right back."
He left the martial arts association's headquarters directly.
They rushed all the way to Kunyuan Club.
Just as Lin Jinglong was replacing Chong Xiaoyue's heart, Chong Wanfeng was charging towards the Kunyuan Guild Hall.
Inside the guild hall at this time.
Most of the martial artists had already rested.
But one of the meeting rooms was still brightly lit.
Lin Wuyou, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back by the window, looking at the approaching dawn outside.
His face wore a smug and arrogant expression.
"What did those independent cultivators near the guild hall say?"
"We have already warned them, and all forces, including the Martial Arts Association, have made it clear that they will no longer send their members to hunt down Elder Bai. The group outside will disperse after dawn."
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