"Master Mao, I'll have to trouble you to help with the medicine making from now on. As long as you handle this matter properly for me, I will fulfill my promise of payment."
"Serving the Master is what I should do," Master Mao said with a smile.
Lured by him, all the elves standing in the room flew towards the giant alchemy cauldron.
Just as the leading Spirit Clan priest was about to step into the alchemy cauldron, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His spiritual energy had diminished considerably, but he had also temporarily escaped the control of the red smoke.
The elven priest unleashed his power at Master Mao, but Xia Shiguai waved his hand, and the elven priest crashed into the alchemy cauldron behind him with a "bang," then fell helplessly off the cauldron.
The Spirit Clan was not good at fighting to begin with, not to mention that his spiritual energy was severely damaged in order to break free from the control of the forbidden drug.
"It seems you are a priest of the Spirit Clan. You even have the ability to regain your senses. But what good is it if you wake up? You can't change the fate of your Spirit Clan."
"The only difference is whether you walked into the alchemy cauldron on your own while you were dizzy or were thrown into it while you were conscious. Since your Spirit Clan was able to help me achieve my grand plan, you can be considered to have died a worthy death."
"On the continent, the strong are respected. Your Spirit Clan is so weak that you cannot escape the fate of being wiped out. Accept your fate."
The elven priest ignored their nonsense and, seeing his clansmen about to step into the alchemy cauldron, ran over to stop them.
Wake up! Wake up now!
He repeatedly pushed the elves away from the alchemy cauldron, but he still couldn't stop the elves from getting closer and closer to it.
They were lured by banned drugs, and even though they knew it was a dead end, they still couldn't control their bodies.
"I've had enough of this farce. It's time to end it. Rong Gu, throw this priest into the alchemy cauldron for me to see." Xia Shiguai said impatiently.
"Yes, Master." Rong Gu easily captured the elven priest and threw him into the alchemy cauldron without hesitation.
A raging fire erupted beneath the alchemy cauldron, and one by one, the spirits of the Spirit Race entered it.
The moment they entered the alchemy cauldron, their bodies seemed to evaporate and dissipate as if ice had met fire, and the rich spiritual energy spread out, filling the entire room with boundless spiritual energy.
"Bang!" A force suddenly struck from the outside, overturning the alchemy cauldron to the ground. The cauldron shattered into countless fragments, and the spirit inside fell to the ground.
They had regained consciousness, but were lying on the ground, covered in wounds, unable to get up.
"Who!" Xia Shiguai suddenly looked towards the door and saw Ruan Xiyan walking in.
“It’s you, kid.” Xia Shiguai’s eyes narrowed. “You dare to disrupt my plans, so I can’t let you live.”
At Rong Gu's command, the Fiend Guards surged in and surrounded Ruan Xiyan.
Ruan Xiyan didn't look at Xia Shiguai, nor at the surrounding guards; her gaze fell on the wounded elves.
She recalled her time with the Spirit Clan, when they would playfully surround her, their faces beaming with innocent smiles, their words uttered with naive naivety.
They hadn't done anything wrong; they were just guarding their own little world, yet they still brought about their own demise because of their greedy hearts.
Ruan Xiyan asked herself if she was a good person, but she also had her own bottom line.
These people's actions completely enraged her, and a surge of resentment and murderous intent rose in her heart.
The fate of the Spirit Clan is remarkably similar to that of the Medicine Beast Clan. They never offended anyone, yet they were slaughtered because they were full of treasures. The tragedy of Yao Yao's clan's extermination should not be repeated in the Spirit Clan.
Ruan Xiyan looked at Master Mao standing there, and with a flash, she broke free from the encirclement of the evil guards at an extremely tricky angle and speed.
In the blink of an eye, she was already standing in front of Master Mao.
Master Mao was startled and was about to run away when Ruan Xiyan grabbed him by the neck.
"Boy, how dare you!" Xia Shiguai said sternly, "Put Master Mao down and I can let you go without holding a grudge. Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to leave here alive today."
Master Mao is the key to refining the elixir; nothing can go wrong.
I never expected this kid to be so powerful. I didn't even see how he got to Master Mao's place.
Ruan Xiyan ignored Xia Shiguai's threat and stared at Master Mao with a gloomy look in her eyes.
"Using living people to refine pills, you are not fit to be an alchemist, and you deserve to die!"
Ruan Xiyan spoke each word clearly and forcefully, her voice as cold as if it had been immersed in snow water, sending chills down one's spine.
With a clenched fist, Master Mao's neck snapped, and his entire head exploded into a cloud of blood.
The sight of such a bloody scene made everyone present feel weak in the knees. They never expected that such a fair-skinned face would hide such a terrifying demon.
The blood splattered on Ruan Xiyan's face added an eerie and murderous touch to her features, making her look like a demon descended upon the world.
Ruan Xiyan threw the headless Master Mao at Xia Shiguai's feet.
Looking at the dead Master Mao, Xia Shi roared angrily, "You wretched brat, I, the master, will tear you to pieces!"
Without Master Mao, his plans had to be shelved again.
He needed to find an alchemist again, but in this chaotic land, alchemists were not so easy to find, let alone a fifth-grade alchemist like Master Mao.
Xia Shiguai charged directly at Ruan Xiyan, revealing his low-level half-immortal realm strength.
Ruan Xiyan was not afraid at all and charged forward with the Frostfall Sword in hand.
If she doesn't beat this beast to a pulp today, she, Ruan Xiyan, will change her surname to his!
After seeing the miserable state of these elves, Ruan Xiyan could no longer suppress the raging fire in her heart and needed a punching bag to vent her anger on.
The punching bag that vented its anger would be in a very miserable state in the face of the furious Ruan Xiyan.
"The strength of a high-level pseudo-immortal! You would be a dominant force anywhere. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. Unfortunately for you, you have met me today. Your death is imminent!" Xia Shiguai said confidently.
He never imagined that this young man would be so strong. Such a young genius with such outstanding talent was enough to drive anyone mad with envy.
He spared no effort, even risking bloodshed, to prolong his life and regain his youth, painstakingly managing everything to finally reach where he is today.
How could this young man have broken through to the Pseudo-Immortal Realm at such a young age, and even reached the high-level Pseudo-Immortal Realm?
But it doesn't matter. No matter how monstrous a genius he is, he will die by his hand today.
On the surface, the difference between the high-level pseudo-immortal realm and the low-level semi-immortal realm is only one realm, but the difference between the two is like heaven and earth.
Xia Shiguai faced Ruan Xiyan with full confidence, his weapon clashing with Ruan Xiyan's Frostfall Sword.
His palms were covered in frost, and the extreme cold made his arm tremble slightly. The next moment, Ruan Xiyan kicked him away.
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