Song Tingwan didn't try to hide it, so the highest grade pill she could offer was only a fourth-grade pill.
She thought there wouldn't be any major problems, and even if the medicine was more effective than usual, it wouldn't have a significant impact.
Unexpectedly, the next morning, the female cultivator who shared the same room with her mysteriously pulled her aside.
"Take a look at the Spirit Network."
Song Tingwan was puzzled, but seeing the constant scrutinizing gazes of passersby, she did as she was told and logged onto the Spirit Network.
"Shocking! A Pill Master may have appeared in Beihe!"
"The rogue cultivators have finally found their spring! And it's all because of her—"
Several clickbait titles coupled with bright red exclamation marks made Song Tingwan click on them without thinking.
...
She is described in several popular posts.
She suddenly realized.
The most active group on the Spirit Network is the independent cultivators. They have no sects, enjoy watching the drama unfold, love to stir up trouble, and are usually the main force behind posting.
After all, with so many sect disciples, elders, and powerful figures, if a request for help can get a reply from kind-hearted people, it would be a huge gain for a rogue cultivator.
Song Tingwan glanced at the eye-catching title and the countless discussions and doubts from cultivators, then silently covered her face.
She doesn't want to become a top figure in the cultivation world!
She knew she had caused a stir on the Spirit Network, but she still wanted to do her volunteer work in Beihe. There were so many wounded people who couldn't wait to be saved, and she let them talk.
Song Tingwan silently pulled her cloak lower to block out all scrutinizing gazes, and quietly handed out one after another highly effective pill.
The onlookers who came upon hearing the commotion watched with regret for a while before leaving.
The mysterious female cultivator was well concealed; from a distance, all they could see was her porcelain-white chin and her warm, red lips.
However, the disciples of the four major sects next door rarely mentioned rogue cultivators.
"Is that female cultivator's pill really that powerful? Could she save Senior Brother Chu?"
"Do you really believe them? We even gave our senior brother a fifth-grade pill. I don't believe that a poor rogue cultivator has any other way."
"You can't say that. There are quite a few Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation cultivators who came this time. They all came together to slay demons. How can you say such things about them?"
"If you sympathize with rogue cultivators, then leave your sect. Why are you saying all this in front of me?"
...
The argument raged on, and the senior sister of the Suspended Pot Sect listened silently for a long time before returning to Junior Brother Chu's ward and having her fellow disciples carry him to find that mysterious rogue cultivator.
"Let me treat you?"
Song Tingwan looked up in surprise at the senior sister of the Suspended Pot Sect with two red highlights in her black hair.
Isn't it said that rogue cultivators are not well-regarded? Today, many people have come, and most of the disciples from aristocratic families and sects look at them with disdain.
There were even people who carried disciples from their sects to her door to beg for her help.
It's still the famous Suspended Pot Sect.
"Yes, we don't know when our senior sister and master will arrive. If our junior brother's poison worsens, he won't be able to hold on."
Li Sheng said in a deep voice, bowing to Song Tingwan, "I wonder if Senior would be willing to give it a try."
People from the three groups of independent cultivators, aristocratic families, and sects who had free time gathered around, and countless eyes fell on the slender figure in the middle.
When Song Siyao and the others from the Sword Inquiry Sect arrived, they were all stunned by the scene before them.
The disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect were buzzing with discussion, wondering what they were doing.
But Song Siyao stared at the cloaked woman in the middle for a long time, then silently gripped the Li Guang sword.
The person standing in front of everyone was none other than her own sister.
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