Junior sister took first place again

Chapter 137 Mysterious Man

In the side hall of the Bishui Sect, several disciples of Shuyin Immortal Venerable and a group of disciples gathered here to discuss a visiting card on the table.

Jiuli Zhenjun stood in the middle and said calmly, "The elixirs Liu Shumo had taken before were made by Junior Brother Ye and his friends. But since Junior Brother Ye and his friends haven't returned yet, I'll leave Liu Shumo to my care."

"Absolutely not—"

Rong Xiang Zhenjun put on a serious face and explained with reason and evidence:

"Since Master is away and Senior Sister is taking over the duties of Sect Leader, there's absolutely no need to bother Senior Sister with such trivial matters. Just leave Liu Shumo's affairs to me."

"Second Brother, you are wrong. You still need to deal with the evil spirit on the dragon blood amber. Let me handle Liu Shumo's matter."

When the disciples gathered together heard this voice, many of them shuddered.

Seeing that everyone was looking over, Fourth Junior Brother Yuan Xi Zhenjun, who was leaning against a pillar on the periphery, continued lazily:

"The evil energy in his body has already penetrated his internal organs, meridians, and bones. Since the Liu family hasn't given up on him for so many years, and now that we've finally gathered all the herbs, it would be best if I could treat him quickly."

"I believe that if he could choose, Liu Shumo would definitely choose the fastest option."

"Oh, right!"

Yuan Xi Zhenjun smiled and continued, "I have already dealt with all the things I have on hand, so I just happen to have some free time."

“. . . . . . . . . .”

Jiuli Zhenjun: "...Okay, then I'll leave Liu Shumo to Fourth Junior Brother."

It was over. Liu Shumo really fell into the hands of the master/fourth uncle/fourth uncle who had the fire spirit root. The disciples signaled to each other with their eyes to light a candle for Liu Shumo.

After he took the life-saving elixir, the fire root cultivator would purge the demonic energy from his body. This treatment process would definitely be much shorter, but the process of this raging fire wandering through his body...

Oh! Don't think about it anymore. Just wish you the best.

Liu Shumo, who had already walked to the gate of Bishui Sect, suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He smiled bitterly. In the Bishui Sect where it was spring all year round, he was still afraid of the heat and cold. His body was really about to be broken, but he couldn't be depressed. As long as the Liu family's revenge was not avenged, he would not rest in peace even if he died.

After coming out of the Bishui Sect, he will enter the Cangwu Secret Realm to improve his cultivation as soon as possible. With the blood feuds of so many clansmen and brothers and sisters weighing on him, Liu Shumo can't wait any longer.

In the side hall, Jiuli Zhenjun continued to speak: "Everyone, please disperse. Each of you should complete the tasks that Master instructed before he left. Don't slack off."

Everyone responded and followed their master out in groups of three or four.

Jiuli Zhenjun went to handle the daily affairs of the sect, and not long after he sat down, someone else came.

The mysterious man in black robes, holding the Bishui Sect's ancestral decree, approached the sect with a menacing look, "You've already dropped your important tasks just because of a minor Jindan stage cultivator. Your master promised me to refine the Dragon Scale Gathering Yuan Pill, but now he's nowhere to be found. Are you planning to disobey the ancestral decree?"

Jiuli Zhenjun raised his head from behind his desk and said with a half-smile, "Important? In our eyes, curing illnesses and saving lives is important."

Without waiting for the mysterious man to respond, True Lord Jiuli immediately frowned and said sternly, "You haven't produced a single medicinal ingredient yet you still dare to make a scene here. What do you think of the Bishui Sect? Huh?"

"You've been hiding all this time, afraid to show yourself in public. Do you think you'd still be standing here barking peacefully if it weren't for that warrant?"

The mysterious man's chest heaved with anger. "Only the Dragon Scale Fruit is left, right? When I get it back, I hope you'll honor your promise. Otherwise, the reputation of the number one alchemy and medical immortal residence will be tarnished."

He gritted his teeth, spoke each word clearly, and then left angrily.

Jiuli Zhenjun looked at the mysterious man's back with a gloomy expression, waved his hand and asked the people from the Shadow Hall to continue following.

How many people in this world can have such identities that even the Bishui Sect cannot figure them out?