Zhiwei was scolding, yet her hands were tirelessly crushing two Second Tier Bone and Muscle Regeneration Pills, carefully applying them to Qing Jun's wounds.
The master is an Alchemy Dao expert, naturally prepared many top-tier Pills for the apprentice.
Even compared to the cultivators from Huayue Mansion, their stock of Pills doesn't surpass hers.
However.
Zhiwei's own condition was not much better.
Forcefully activating the Grand Yan Wind Thunder Sword Formation not only drained her Spiritual Power, but also caused numerous subtle cracks in her meridians.
If it weren't for her possessing the Purity Glaze Body, an ordinary Early Period Foundation Establishment cultivator would have their meridians completely severed, rendered crippled by the backlash alone.
"Senior sister, Qing Jun wasn't slacking off..."
The little girl pouted pitifully, her large eyes brimming with mist,
"That big bad guy's puppet is too hard, and it was even poisonous, not playing fair at all!"
