The Dharma Protector's words reminded Wu Yi. He swallowed his anger and said in a cold voice, "I will go find that old man Shen Ran first. When I get the elixir to cure Ruoying, I will settle accounts with him then. If he doesn't give me an explanation, I will make him pay even if I report it to the dean!"

Inside the Dan Hall, Shen Ran had already heard reports of the dispute over there. As he listened, he began to laugh: "The Wu Hall has suffered a big loss this time. I estimate that old guy Wu Yi will come looking for us soon."

As he was speaking, a voice came from outside: "Mr. Shen, Elder Wu Yi is here to see you."

Shen Ran was startled. When did that old guy come here and not just barge in? This time he changed his temper.

"Tsk tsk," Shen Ran shook his head and said in high spirits, "Just as I finished speaking, this old guy came over. Let him in."

As soon as the voice fell, Wu Yi, with a livid face, strode in from outside the door.

When he saw Shen Ran's obviously gloating smile, a surge of anger surged up in him, but he suppressed it when he thought of the purpose of coming here today.

"Elder Shen Ran, I came here this time to ask you for a common-grade pill."

"Ordinary-grade elixirs?" Shen Ran raised his eyebrows, looking guilty. "Well, it's not that I don't want to give you the elixirs, it's really... I really don't have any ordinary-grade elixirs on hand."

Wu Yi's face darkened: "I will prepare the herbs for you, and you will make the pills for me."

"Hehe, I'm really sorry. I accidentally fell a few days ago and broke my hand, so I can't make pills."

Broke your hand?

Do you take other people for fucking fools?

Wu Yi had the urge to yell. He thought all the cultivators were trash? With his strength, he wouldn't die even if he fell off a cliff. How could he break his hand just by falling?

"Shen Ran, are you really unwilling to help me?" Wu Yi asked with narrowed eyes, anger rising in his chest.

Shen Ran sighed helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I am powerless."

"Okay, very good, Shen Ran, I will go to the dean to seek justice. It is natural for the Alchemy Hall to provide elixirs to the Martial Hall, but you are using public power to take revenge! And those disciples under your name, I will make them pay the price for what happened today! Just wait for the severe punishment! Humph!"

After saying this, Shen Ran turned away, so no one saw that the moment he turned around, Shen Ran's old face suddenly broke into a smile.

"It's no use even if you complain to the dean."

He stroked his white beard and watched Wu Yi's receding figure with a smile on his face...

Inside the luxurious and noble study, the dean carefully observed the silver leaves on the table, his eyes looking at him as if he was looking at his own son. But at this moment, a crying voice came from outside the door, which frightened him so much that his fingers trembled and he almost let the silver leaves on the table roll down.

In an instant, his face darkened.

"Dean, you have to make the decision for me."

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Wu Yi ran in quickly from the door, and knelt down in front of the dean with a plop. Every word he said was laced with tears and blood, and he cried as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"That bastard Shen Ran went too far. He allowed his disciples to commit crimes, especially the one named Xiao Ruyue and Zi Qianjing. They injured countless disciples of my martial arts hall and caused my disciple to be seriously injured and died. After all, my disciple was also at fault in this matter, so I didn't want to make any more fuss. As long as Shen Ran took out the elixir to treat my disciple, I would let it go. Who knew that Shen Ran not only said that he didn't have any ordinary-grade elixirs on hand, but also said that he broke his hand and couldn't make them. It's obvious that he wants my disciple to die!"