Chapter 3743 How can the sect leader have any face?
He had several wounds on his hands these past few days, and several bowls of blood were taken away by those useless pharmacists.
He was desperately trying to end up losing too much blood, but those useless pharmacists still couldn't develop an antidote, and they even wanted to take away his blood in bowls.
"You want my sect master's blood?"
The fierce light in his eyes became even stronger, and because he was too sleepy, tears fell down. Coupled with the bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth, it suddenly looked even more terrifying.
The three pharmacists couldn't help but shudder.
They didn't want to come to the sect to ask for blood, but the blood that those unlucky pharmacists wanted to take away had no idea where it was.
"Sect... Sect Master, the previous pharmacists did not leave your blood. Therefore, the disciples cannot judge the poison you were poisoned at all."
The pharmacist finally summoned up the courage to speak, and the cold sweat on his forehead had already fallen down.
In the past, the pharmacists of the Qitian Sect were obviously the best, but everyone had to fawn over them to refine the elixirs. They kept their heads high every day.
But now, it is really terrible. The pharmacists are all in danger and wish they could escape from Qitian Sect as soon as possible.
But the spirit boats leaving the Qitian Sect were all sealed. As long as they were medicine masters, they couldn't get out. They couldn't escape even if they wanted to, which made them really uncomfortable.
"You have that time to fight for the blood of this sect leader, so why not quickly send more people to look for Du Xichenshuang!"
The sect leader said with a hint of sleepiness in his cold voice.
Aren't they just two king-level monsters? How could they persuade so many people to retreat? It's been two days since his mission was released, but no one has taken it.
Moreover, even the disciples of Qitian Sect did not dare to venture into Mengwu Forest.
They're all a bunch of trash!
The sect distributed resources to them every month for their cultivation, but in the end, when he, the sect leader, needed them, all of them backed down!
"Get out, get out of here, everyone."
He cursed at the three elders.
Seeing that the sect master was angry again, the three elders had to retreat first, knowing that they would not be able to get the sect master's blood today.
The three of them were all complaining in their hearts. They had just arrived and had no idea how the previous pharmacists treated the sect leader.
This sect leader wouldn't let them take his pulse or study his blood.
Do you think they are gods? They can cure the sect master's poison without doing anything. If the sect master's poison was so easy to cure, so many pharmacists would not have died.
"What now?"
The three pharmacists arrived at the pharmacy that belonged to the sect leader, and each of them frowned.
"Without blood, how can we develop an antidote?"
"Even if there is no blood, just let us take a pulse. If you don't give anything, even if you don't let him get close, even if we are gods, we can't cure the poison on the sect master!"
"Why!"
One of the pharmacists sighed heavily.
"We have no choice now. We can only take one step at a time and hope to find Du Xichenshuang soon."
Now they can only hope that the disciples sent out will find Du Xichenshuang back soon.
Otherwise, they would have no choice but to accompany those seniors, and their heads would be in different places.
"Then what should we do now? What should we do?" asked another pharmacist.
"What can we do? Let's take a look at the medicinal materials left behind. We can't do other things." They don't know anything, so what can they do?
He felt that the sect master had gone crazy and killed all the pharmacists who had detoxified him, making it seem like the new pharmacists knew everything!
All they can do now is these medicinal materials, and perhaps they can also deduce from these medicinal materials what kind of poison the sect master was poisoned by.
Otherwise, they really can't do anything and can only wait for the outcome of the dusk and frost.
In the hall, the sect leader unleashed a huge fire, smashing everything he could, and scolded the disciples outside again, but he still couldn't relieve his anger.
If he hadn't been sleepy again and fell down on his exclusive chair and fell asleep, others might have suffered.
When a disciple heard that there was no movement inside, he popped his head secretly to check what was going on inside.
Seeing the sect master lying motionless on the chair, he retracted his head again. After a while, several disciples came out from where his head had been retracted.
"You two should be careful and help the sect leader to the inner hall."
One of the disciples, who was obviously different from the other disciples, gave instructions to several people.
At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself, and finally stopped. Every day, he was really afraid that the sect master would kill him too.
These days, the sect leader didn't even know how many disciples he had killed. He watched those disciples being pulled out one by one, and his heart became heavier and heavier.
Several disciples helped their sect master back to the bed. They had a tacit understanding and no one mentioned giving their sect master a pill developed by the pharmacist who was killed before to detoxify the poison first.
They were all thinking in their hearts, let their sect master sleep a little longer. If the sect master slept a little longer, they would be safe for a little longer.
At worst, after the sect leader woke up, they said that they had already given the antidote and it was no longer effective.
Anyway, the pharmacists who prepared the elixirs have been killed by the sect master. Even if the sect master wants to pursue the case, he can't find anyone. Is it possible that the sect master can still let them dig up the corpse?
"I'll report it to Senior Brother, and you guys will stay here to guard me."
"Yes, senior brother."
The other disciples echoed, and after watching the leading disciple leave, they turned their heads one by one and looked at the sect master lying on the bed with complicated eyes.
These days, they are almost driven crazy. If there is not a trace of reason left, they really want to...
No, no, you can't think like that. If something happens to the sect leader in their hands, even the family behind them will be destroyed without telling them!
They cannot afford this responsibility.
"Senior Brother Wang, I don't understand. Why didn't the sect master ask them for the antidote when he knew it was poisoned by those people? What's the use of just getting angry here and killing the pharmacist and his disciples?"
A young disciple had a sad look on his face and whispered.
He was really afraid that he would die at some point. Recently, several of his close brothers had died at the hands of the sect leader.
If he couldn't find the antidote again, he would probably have to follow his close brothers.
"have no idea."
Senior Brother Wang was called and shook his head.
But he thought secretly in his heart: How can the sect master have any face? Someone poisoned him, but he didn't even notice it.