His cultivation was too low, and taking too many pills rashly would only harm his body.

Even though this is a spirit-gathering quality elixir without any impurities, it still cannot bring any benefit at all.

His face twisted for a moment, and he was very emotional. He asked loudly, "What's going on! Give me more pills, give me more pills!"

Here, Qi Wu Yue finally found a drop-shaped silver bead pendant among the piles of silver ornaments and magical tools in the space bracelet.

He breathed a sigh of relief and held the thing in his palm.

"Guiyuan Pill is not a pill for advancement. It can help you advance one level because of its extremely high quality. It forced you to break through the bottleneck with spiritual power."

Qi Wu Yue chuckled and walked forward, standing beside Xiao Lin with his arms folded.

The blue-clothed disciple's eyes darkened and he asked, "Where is the elixir for advancement? Bring it to me, or I will kill this kid."

Qi Wu Yue smiled and asked in surprise: "Are you threatening me?"

Then he pointed at the child, as if he had heard a joke from the Arabian Nights.

"You're using a mortal, a total stranger, to threaten me?"

"What gives you the confidence to think we will be threatened by you?"

"To be honest, everyone present here is nothing but ants." Qi Wu Yue curled her red lips and said with a smile.

The blue-clothed disciple's face looked as if he had been slapped in the face, with blue and white spots turning into black.

He gritted his teeth and commanded Mu Ling, "If you still want this kid to live, take down these two men!"

Countless sharp vines emerged from behind Mu Ling, and a threatening sound gurgled from her throat, "Give it to him, give it to him!"

Qi Wu Yue raised his eyes and said lazily, "Here, here, here."

“It’s not that there are elixirs that can help you advance. Have you heard of the Barrier Breaking and Advancing Elixir? It’s a third-grade elixir. A cultivator below the Sealing Spirit Stage can advance to a higher level just by taking it.

Eat one to level up one level, eat two to level up two levels, as long as you are in the Sealing Spirit Stage, you can level up any way you want."

But the poison alone can destroy a person.

The cultivation gained in this way, even if it only has spiritual power, is just a fake one.

"Is what she said true?" The blue-clothed disciple looked at Butler Huo.

Manager Huo frowned. Although he was unhappy with the blue-clothed disciple's behavior of lingering here instead of leading the resentful woman away, he thought that the only chance of turning the tide was in his hands, so he simply said, "The Barrier Breaking and Level Up Pill is a third-grade pill. Of course, it can help cultivators break through. The cultivators in the Condensation Vein Stage regard it as a priceless elixir."

Upon hearing this, the blue-clothed disciple's eyes instantly burst into unprecedented greed. His face flushed with excitement, and he couldn't wait to ask, "Where is the barrier-breaking and level-up pill? Give it to me now!"

Qi Wu Yue said in embarrassment: "But..."

The blue-clothed disciple asked anxiously, "But what?"

Qi Wu Yue smiled and said, "There are no medicinal herbs. Alchemy also requires a lot of precious medicinal herbs. Why don't you go find them?"

The blue-clothed disciple instantly became furious, "How dare you play tricks on me!"

Qi Wu Yue suddenly raised his head, his eyes cold, "Playing tricks on you...are you worthy?"

As he finished speaking, Xiao Lin had already accumulated strength successfully, and he rushed forward with the sword as fast as a flash of cold light, heading straight for the blue-clothed disciple's forehead.

The blue-clothed disciple panicked and subconsciously pressed the magic sword in his hand down.

"Keng!"

The sword blade seemed to hit extremely hard metal.

He looked down and saw that the crying child in his arms was covered in a layer of silver light.

He chopped up the low-level spirit sword in his hand, but even though he tried his best, the silver light remained motionless, and his spirit sword was almost knocked out of his hand.

Qi Wu Yue shook the water-drop silver bead pendant in his hand, and the magic weapon was activated, emitting a spiritual light.

The blue-clothed disciple gritted his teeth in hatred.

In an instant, Xiao Lin was approaching, the cold light of his sword was intimidating, and his speed was so fast that it was terrifying. The blue-clothed disciples retreated hastily and raised their swords to block.

"Zheng!"

The sword in Xiao Lin's hand was steady and accurate. With one fight, he knocked the blue-clothed disciple's sword away. Then he turned his wrist and slashed down, avoiding the child with incredible accuracy and chopping off the blue-clothed disciple's wrist.

"what!"

Blood spurted out.

The wound on the blue-clothed disciple's wrist was so deep that one could see the broken bones and severed blood vessels, and the blood gushed out uncontrollably.

He screamed in pain and almost instantly released the hand that was holding the child.

The child fell rapidly, crying in fear.

Xiao Lin and the resentful woman rushed forward at the same time to fight for the child. Xiao Lin grabbed the child with his arm and rescued him. He raised his hand to kill the blue-clothed disciple with a sword.

The dense and sharp vines of the resentful woman had already arrived, so Xiao Lin could only let the blue-clothed disciple go first. The sword energy was like a weave, and the sword light fell, cutting off countless vines.

Xiao Lin brought the child and fought with the resentful woman. Both sides were as fast as afterimages, and each move was deadly and it was difficult to separate them.

The blue-clothed disciple ignored the severe pain in his wrist and rolled on the ground in a panic, fleeing from the battle zone until he rolled to an inconspicuous corner.

Only then did he look at his wrist which was causing him to almost faint from the pain.

Most of the wrist bones were broken, the flesh was blurred, and blood was gushing out.

The entire palm was hung down at a twisted angle, with only a thin layer of skin and flesh maintaining the connection between the palm and the arm.

The blue-clothed disciple was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on his face and his lips turned pale. He struggled to pick up the remaining hemostatic pills with his right hand and quickly took some.

The spirit-gathering quality elixir refined by Xiao Lin was extremely effective. The wound on the blue-clothed disciple's wrist stopped bleeding instantly.

However, the hemostatic pill can only stop bleeding and cannot connect broken bones.

Although the wound was not fully healed, it at least ensured that he would not die from excessive blood loss for the time being.

The blue-clothed disciple glanced at the Lord of Piyang Mansion and Manager Huo with a hidden gaze, and then, like a rat crossing the street, he carefully avoided the range of the fight between Xiao Lin and the resentful woman and slowly moved towards that side.

Then he cried to Steward Huo with a fearful look on his face, begging for mercy: "Steward, I have tried my best, but it is really because of my low cultivation that I cannot complete the task assigned by you. Please spare my life."

Manager Huo was extremely annoyed, and without holding back, he kicked him away, "You are a piece of trash who is always causing trouble but can't do anything good!"

The blue-clothed disciple rolled to the side and cowered behind the only remaining stone beast.

The last time Xiao Lin was able to kill Mu Ling was when she was mentally unstable. Now that she has been resurrected, her strength has increased exponentially, and she is filled with resentment.

Although the Phoenix True Fire could restrain resentment, it could not do anything to her.

And because he was holding a child in his arms, Xiao Lin held the sword with one hand and was timid, making him no match for Mu Ling.

The wood spirits urged the sharp wooden vines like swords to swarm forward and stab at them.

The golden-red flames formed a barrier that surrounded Xiao Lin and burned the wooden vines to ashes.

A huge palm formed by black resentment attacked.

Xiao Lin swung out several sword lights and used the golden-red flames and sword energy as defense to block the attack.

He was pushed back ten feet by the resentment and took the opportunity to retreat to Qi Wu Yue's side.

Qi Wu Yue had already prepared the spiritual spring water. He quickly washed the mud off the little monk's face and held the child high up.

"Look carefully! Is this your child?"

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