Hancui Cliff, in the main hall.
The old man with the lion's mouth grinned, and blood seemed to be oozing out of his unusually rosy lips, as if he had just eaten several living people alive.
Standing in front of Li Mofeng with his hands behind his back, the old man smiled softly and said, "Look, I will abide by the rules. This battle is important, and I will never kill without warning."
"You, Han Cuiya, have a grudge against my Jianmen! If I were in my normal temper, I would have killed your entire clan with one sword. But in this extraordinary period, I have to abide by the rules. Hehe, who can blame a few real immortals? They have already left the spirit realm to coordinate this war."
"So, if I want to kill all of you in Hancuiya, I must follow the rules!"
"Military orders are as heavy as a mountain! Haha, military orders are as heavy as a mountain! I like this phrase!"
"If you, Han Cuiya, cannot complete this order! If you cannot provide the elixirs on this order in the quantity and quality within one year, then, I will personally kill you without leaving a single blade of grass behind!"
The old man patted Li Mofeng's shoulder gently and said in a deep voice: "Remember my name. The Luo family's lineage, the ninth elder Jian is me!"
Elder Jian Jiu gently patted Li Mofeng's shoulders three times. Each time, a cold light flickered between his fingers. Li Mofeng's body shook slightly. Every time he was patted, his internal organs seemed to be crushed by a millstone - and it was a millstone covered with sharp barbs, which crushed him and caused blood to rush back continuously.
After one last gentle slap, Li Mofeng no longer had the strength to swallow the blood.
He opened his mouth and a stream of blood spurted out from between his tightly closed teeth. The blood flowed down his chin, staining his white coat red.
"Hehe!" Elder Jian Jiu looked at Li Mofeng's red clothes with satisfaction, laughed, put his hands behind his back and strode out of the hall. More than a dozen Jianmen disciples looked at Li Mofeng with gloating, and followed Elder Jian Jiu's style, holding their heads high, putting their hands behind their backs, and walking out of the hall slowly with square steps.
Li Mofeng stood in the hall motionless.
His internal organs were in excruciating pain, but he was in no mood to pay attention to the pain in his body.
He felt heavy-hearted, as if his heart was being fried in oil, and his body was trembling slightly. The scroll suspended in front of him was like a boiling oil pan, soaking his heart completely in it.
The number of pill orders listed by Elder Jian Jiu is extremely large.
Not to mention the astonishing, astronomical number of other ordinary elixirs, such as healing elixirs for various internal and external injuries, various auxiliary elixirs for removing toxins and warding off evil spirits, various stimulating potential elixirs that forcibly increase combat power in a short period of time, and so on.
There are many types of these pills, tens of thousands of them, and the order quantity for each type of pill is over tens of millions!
Li Mofeng gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes were full of scattered brilliance, the blood and qi in his internal organs were in chaos, and his internal injuries were extremely serious; more importantly, he was extremely anxious at the moment, under great mental pressure and suffered great mental damage. His body was shaking slightly and he almost fainted.
There are tens of thousands of kinds of elixirs, and the order quantity for each kind of elixir exceeds tens of millions!
These are just ordinary low- to mid-level elixirs. With the number of disciples Han Cuiya has now, even if they are all extremely talented alchemy wizards, it is impossible for them to refine so many low- and mid-level elixirs in just one year!
Perhaps Chu Tian’s ability in alchemy is extremely strong. Perhaps if he joins forces with veteran alchemists such as Master Qiao, they may be able to complete this order within a year!
However, there is also an equally huge number of high-quality and top-grade elixirs waiting for Chu Tian and others!
There are seventy-two kinds of life-saving elixirs that can heal bones and revive the dead, and the quantity of each one is over one million!
There are a total of thirty-six kinds of elixirs that can heal the soul and treat soul injuries, and the quantity of each kind is over one million.
The total price of all kinds of high-grade and top-grade elixirs added together is also an astronomical figure. Based on the alchemy level that veteran alchemists like Master Qiao usually display, it is estimated that it will take them hundreds of years to complete the elixirs on this order!
Finally, Elder Jian Jiu brazenly demanded that Han Cuiya provide 120,000 Ten Thousand Year Pills within one year!
When monks fight, they will inevitably suffer broken limbs, damage their essence, burn their souls, and hurt their roots. The Wannian Pill is the most effective pill to replenish the roots and strengthen the blood. The higher the level of the monk, the stronger the demand for the Wannian Pill.
One hundred and twenty thousand Ten Thousand Year Pills. Li Mofeng looked at the last line of the scroll, which indicated the types and quantities of the pills in large vermilion characters. He couldn't help but grin miserably - this was really a ruthless massacre, with no room for maneuver at all.
So many ten thousand year pills.
The war has broken out, and the prices of all elixir raw materials on the market are skyrocketing. Every household is hoarding elixir raw materials. Even if you have enough spirit crystals, you cannot buy enough raw materials.
Especially the popular elixir like the Wannian Pill. Now in the transportation hub and commercial center like Windless Canyon, if you can purchase the materials for refining a thousand Wannian Pills, it would be considered a great achievement.
One hundred and twenty thousand ten thousand year pills? Not to mention the difficulty of refining, Han Cuiya couldn't even gather a fraction of the materials needed to refine these pills.
"Master!" Li Mofeng laughed bitterly. He was asked to take care of various daily affairs. Li Mofeng, who was meticulous, was a good hand at it. However, with such stormy waves, his small body could not withstand it!
"Master, you better come back quickly!" Li Mofeng shook his head. He didn't dare to turn around, for fear that Haihu Nuya would see him being beaten to the point of vomiting blood. He had to wait until Elder Jian Jiu and the others left Hancui Cliff before he could go out to gather the disciples and discuss countermeasures.
He was afraid that if Haihu Nuya saw his current appearance, he would suddenly attack him.
The disciples of Jianmen were extremely powerful, and Elder Jianjiu's cultivation was unfathomable. Li Mofeng really didn't dare to give them an excuse to cause trouble.
Elder Jian Jiu walked out of the hall step by step, admiring the beautiful scenery of Hancui Cliff with a happy mood.
Especially the old golden osmanthus tree under his feet, which was growing bigger and bigger, with a trunk nearly ten thousand feet high, which made Elder Jian Jiu admire it endlessly: "What a great old golden osmanthus tree! Hmm, when things are ready, this big tree should be transplanted under the sword peak where I am practicing. I think it will be of great benefit to me in my seclusion and meditation on the sword way."
A group of Jianmen disciples laughed in unison. They pointed around and commented on what else Han Cuiya had that was worthy of the status of Elder Jian Jiu.
Haihu Nuya slowly moved two steps towards Elder Jian Jiu. He smelled a faint smell of blood from Elder Jian Jiu's body.
This smell of blood obviously does not belong to Elder Jian Jiu.
Haihu Nuya had a keen sense of smell, and he could smell an even stronger smell of blood on Li Mofeng's body in the hall.
With a ferocious light flashing in his eyes, Haihu Nuya led his brothers from the Haihu clan and slowly surrounded Elder Jian Jiu - in Haihu Nuya's mind, he didn't know what it meant to avoid the enemy's sharp edge or what it meant to compromise.