Going against the will of heaven, summoning strange beasts, abandoning her daughter, she is addicted

"Dark Fifteen, do you have such powerful pills?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Ruan Yu with curious eyes.

"But didn't you only use the medicinal liquid refined by An Jiu? When did you switch to using pills?"

Someone expressed doubts.

Ruan Yu knew, of course, that An Shiwu was a die-hard fan of An Jiu and would never use pills even when seriously injured. But she had just been in a hurry to save people, so she reflexively took out the pills. Besides, she really didn't expect that An Jiu would notice such a subtle movement.

"Dark Fifteen, why aren't you saying anything? You're not like yourself at all. Are you an imposter?"

"It's definitely fake! The real Dark Fifteen would have argued with us long ago! He wouldn't be speechless like this now!"

Besides Dark Nine, the Dark Pavilion also included Dark Sixteen, who was unable to move. The rest of the members stepped back two steps, drew their weapons, and surrounded Ruan Yu in the middle.

Ruan Yu's face quickly turned pale. She still didn't say anything, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.

"What's going on?" The Dark Pavilion members were completely bewildered.

They haven't done anything yet!

"Simple. Just splash him awake, then torture him severely. He'll definitely talk!"

"Stop it, everyone. Fifteen is injured." An Jiu's calm and cool voice was like a cool breeze in summer, dispelling the crowd's impatience and noise.

"Injured?" The Dark Pavilion members watched in disbelief as An Jiu lifted Ruan Yu's sleeve, revealing the blast wounds. Not just her arms and legs, but her entire body... was injured by the blast!

"No wonder he hadn't said a word; he was trying his best to suppress the pain."

"We misunderstood him." After realizing the truth, the members of the Dark Pavilion showed expressions of guilt.

"I just said he was a fake, I deserve to die!"

An Jiu's eyes flickered slightly. He dripped a few drops of medicine into Ruan Yu's mouth, and then used his divine power to transport Ruan Yu and An Shiliu back to their residence.

Dark Sixteen's injuries were extremely severe. Although he had received treatment and his wounds were no longer as horrifying as they had been initially, he remained unconscious, occasionally uttering incoherent words and acting erratically.

"There's no one else here, do we still have to keep pretending?" An Jiu washed her hands, took out a small white handkerchief, and carefully wiped them.

Besides himself, Dark Sixteen, and Dark Nine, there was only Dark Nine in the room.

Ruan Yu knew he was talking to her. She opened her eyes and sat up: "Why are you helping me?"

Her plan was to fake an injury, which would clear up all the doubts. However, Ruan Yu never expected that An Jiu knew she was faking it.

Not only did he know, he also helped her finish the play.

why?

Ruan Yu was filled with doubt.

"Perhaps it's because of that pill." An Jiu's obsession with pharmacology had reached a terrifying level.

"I know you're not the real Dark Fifteen, but don't worry, I won't expose you, on the condition that I get one of the pills that you fed to Dark Sixteen."

His eyes sparkled with a unique brilliance.

Ruan Yu: "What if I don't give it to them?"

“I can’t beat you, so it’s unwise to take it by force.” An Jiu walked to the bedside, looked at An Shiliu, and spoke gently, but his words sent chills down one’s spine: “Then I can only cut open his stomach and see if there are any leftover pill residues inside.”

madman.

This is how Ruan Yu addresses An Jiu.

“My pills melt instantly upon entering his mouth and have long since been absorbed into his body. You won’t be able to find any trace of them.”

"Is that so?" An Jiu said with a hint of regret, "It sounds like there really is no way to overcome this."

He took out a bottle of blood from his spatial ring. "This is Dark Sixteen's blood. After taking the pill, his blood should be different from the blood in this bottle, right?"

Ruan Yu: "?"

Are we really that bad friends? Is it really necessary to do this?

That's too dark!

"I'll give you a pill." Ruan Yu was speechless. It was just a pill; she could afford to give it to him. Besides, regardless of his motives, it was thanks to his help that she had narrowly escaped suspicion about her identity.

"It's it...! That's right, it's it!" The moment Ruan Yu handed over the pill, An Jiu flashed over, snatched the pill, carefully held it to his nose, and took a deep sniff.

What a rich medicinal aroma!

It was exactly the same as the one he had smelled on Dark Sixteen!

It was this tiny pill that pulled Dark Sixteen back from the brink of death!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, An Jiu really wouldn't have believed it. He used to look down on elixirs the most.

All the pills are not as effective as his medicinal liquid.

But now, there is actually a pill that is even more potent than his medicinal liquid!

How could he not be obsessed?!

“I’m a man of principle. I helped you conceal your identity, so this pill is a gift to me as your reward.” An Jiu confiscated the pill.

Although, Ruan Yu was originally given to him.

"Oh."

"You can leave. I won't reveal your secret to anyone. But if it happens again, I won't protect you," An Jiu said coldly.

He had the elixir in his hands; Ruan Yu was no longer of any use to him. This time, he could save her once for the elixir, but there would never be a next time.

The most important thing right now is to figure out if we can refine a medicinal liquid with the same effects.

Ruan Yu shrugged, not taking it seriously, and turned around to walk from An Jiu's residence all the way to An Shiwu's residence.

Dark Sixteen is now out of danger, and Dark Nine is also highly skilled at healing and saving lives, so she can finally relax.

No sleep for one night.

After a night of hard work, Ruan Yu finally managed to cultivate another clone.

"Woman, you're so cruel. You made me self-destruct without a second thought." The clone opened its eyes, filled with rage.

Ruan Yu: "Aren't you the clone I just created?" You don't seem to have any connection with the clone that self-destructed, do you?

They look alike and have the same personality.

The cultivation levels are different; this clone is a bit weaker because her previous clone self-destructed, resulting in a decrease in strength, which naturally affected the clone she created.

"I inherited the memories of the previous clone. I am her, and she is me!" The clone said, though his argument was unconvincing.

"Alright, alright." Ruan Yu was amused. "Then I'll make it up to you."

After saying that, he stuffed a whole space ring full of pills into her hand.

The clone's eyes lit up: "Hmm? Why are all these pills that can temporarily boost cultivation? And pills that restore divine power and mental power? You're not giving me all this so you want me to fight someone to the death, are you?"

She protested, "You just lost one clone, and now you want to drag me down with you?"

Ruan Yu scratched her head: "I didn't want to either."

She is now in a dangerous situation, but her strength is not what it used to be. Without enough trump cards, she is always worried.

Sensing someone approaching from outside, Ruan Yu hurriedly came out of her spatial dimension and lay down on the bed, pretending to sleep.