The expressions of a group of Yaowang Sect disciples changed. They did not expect that Ping Zimo would be so cowardly and wanted to hand over their savior.
"Elder brother is going too far. He is also the direct disciple of the sect leader, and he also likes the sect leader's daughter. How can he say such a thing!"
The girl from before suddenly turned cold, pouted her little mouth and said angrily.
"Actually, what Ping Zimo said makes sense. He told the truth. Although Ye Qinghuan beat Liu Tong away, he offended Zhao Ziwen and caused a bigger trouble."
The disciple explained before.
"Huh, repaying kindness with hatred, he is shameless!" the little girl said angrily.
"Ping Zimo, get out of here, how can you be so cowardly and shameless!" Meng Wenxue shouted angrily, her pretty face extremely cold.
"I said, I am also doing it for the sect!" Ping Zimo was not to be outdone, stared at Ye Qinghuan coldly, and shouted: "If you still have a trace of conscience, go to Mr. Zhao Ziwen to apologize yourself, and don't implicate our Yaowang sect!
"
"Kuao noise!"
Ye Qinghuan took a step forward, and a wave of air hit him, directly knocking Ping Zimo away.
Ye Qinghuan is not a good person. He is not so great as to sacrifice himself for the Yaowang Sect, let alone a mere Zhao Ziwen, he does not take him seriously at all.
Ye Qinghuan walked directly towards Ping Zimo, his expression extremely cold.
"What do you want to do? This is our Yaowang Sect's territory. Do you still want to do something to me? Master, save me -" Ping Zimo shouted, his voice extremely shrill.
He lay on the ground and stared at Ye Qinghuan, with a trace of fear finally showing in his eyes.
Miao Anzhen's expression remained as usual, as if she hadn't seen anything at all.
Ye Qinghuan walked over and tapped Ping Zimo's body a few times. Suddenly, a strong spiritual power rushed into Ping Zimo's body and went straight to his Dantian.
A gentle "boom" sound came from Ping Zimo's body, shaking his body, and Ping Zimo's face suddenly turned ashen.
"Now that your cultivation is gone, you have no way to practice in this life. Now, you can get out!"
This person repeatedly provoked him. Ye Qinghuan was not a good-tempered person. This move directly destroyed Ping Zimo's cultivation.
Although Ping Zimo is just an alchemy master, there is no way to make alchemy without any cultivation.
"You, you!" Ping Zimo was furious, his heart was bleeding, and he was extremely frightened.
Without cultivation, it would be a huge blow to a warrior, making him unable to believe it.
This is even more unacceptable than letting him die.
"Sooner or later you will get retribution. If you offend Zhao Ziwen's master, he will definitely cut you into pieces. Your end will only be more miserable than mine!"
Behind Ye Qinghuan, Ping Zimo screamed miserably, with deep hatred bursting out of his eyes.
"Take me to the alchemy room." Ye Qinghuan said.
"good!"
Under the leadership of Meng Wenxue, Ye Qinghuan walked directly towards the alchemy room and had no intention of talking to Ping Zimo.
Under Ping Zimo's resentful eyes, Ye Qinghuan left directly with Meng Wenxue and Miao Anzhen, leaving a group of disciples stunned in place.
Everyone looked at Ping Zimo on the ground and didn't know what they were feeling. This man was originally a direct disciple of the sect leader and had a promising future. They didn't expect to end up in such a situation.
This Ye Qinghuan cut off his arm even when Liu Tong said to do it. Ping Zimo had to provoke this Ye Qinghuan, which was really stupid.
Everyone couldn't figure out what this Ping Zimo was for.
Arriving at the alchemy room, Ye Qinghuan directly entered Miao Anzhen's special alchemy secret room. He had been here once and was very familiar with it.
One was in the room. Ye Qinghuan did not hesitate and took out a medicinal ingredient from the space ring.
"Wisteria!"
This is the medicinal ingredient that Ye Qinghuan is most looking forward to now. He can repair Ye Xiaobei's broken arm. This is even happier than Ye Qinghuan's own improvement in cultivation.
"Teng!"
Spiritual power surged, Ye Qinghuan pointed his finger, and the spiritual fire immediately burned. This spiritual fire was so powerful that ordinary steel would only be melted directly.
In other words, the Yaowang Sect's top-notch alchemy furnace can barely bear it.
"Purify, condense, and use as medicine——"
Ye Qinghuan's spiritual power is very abundant. Although it is the first time to refine a real elixir, it is not difficult at all.
This level of elixir has no chance of failure in Ye Qinghuan's hands.
Although he is not good at refining elixirs, to Ye Qinghuan, spiritual elixirs are just very low-level elixirs.
Ten minutes later, the medicinal effects of Wisteria have been completely extracted. Ye Qinghuan's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and the elixir was ready to be refined immediately!
"This alchemy furnace can no longer withstand my spiritual fire!" Ye Qinghuan frowned and murmured softly.
He did not expect that the power of the spiritual fire required to refine the first-level elixir was too strong. With his powerful spiritual power, the spiritual fire could reach the power, but the alchemy furnace could not withstand it.
"The healing elixir refined by Purple Wisteria is about to be successful. At this time, there must be no problem with the alchemy furnace!"
Ye Qinghuan shouted softly, and his techniques became even faster. He wanted to make a pill quickly!
"Condensation!"
Ye Qinghuan shouted loudly, and his spiritual consciousness sensed that in the alchemy furnace, the power of the medicine began to shrink, forming a round pill!
"Kacha!"
At this time, a crack appeared in the alchemy furnace, and it started to spread.
"receive!"
Ye Qinghuan drank, and immediately, under the control of Ye Qinghuan's consciousness, a pill flew out and fell into Ye Qinghuan's hands.
Putting away the elixirs and looking at the cracked alchemy furnace, Ye Qinghuan immediately sighed: "It's so disappointing. I originally wanted to refine several elixirs, but now I can only take it slow. It's time to do it."
A truly top-quality alchemy furnace!”
"But fortunately, the purple wisteria elixir has been refined, and Xiaobei's broken arm can be cured!"
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"What, the alchemy furnace is damaged?"
In a hall, when Meng Wenxue received the news, she immediately raised her eyebrows and said helplessly.
"Yes, there is a crack, but you can still make alchemy, but I can't use it anymore, otherwise, it will be completely damaged!"
Ye Qinghuan explained calmly.
Meng Wenxue's face suddenly changed, and she couldn't help but asked: "Then you are leaving?"
"Yes, but I will stay here for two days and deal with that Zhao Ziwen." Ye Qinghuan said, since they used the medicine cauldron from the Yaowang Sect, Ye Qinghuan would naturally help them with a small favor.
"Ye Qinghuan, this Zhao Ziwen is a genius in the ancient world. Not only is his talent amazing, but behind him is a powerful sect in the ancient world, which you cannot afford to offend."
Meng Wenxue suddenly said with some worry.
"Are there geniuses in the ancient world? I have killed a few of them." Ye Qinghuan said nonchalantly,