Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Mu Qingli watched Dumei go crazy quietly, and quickly dodged his attack.

Under normal circumstances, Mu Qingli likes to cut the Gordian knot, but at this moment she must establish some prestige to avoid small troubles from constantly coming to her.

Dumei waved for a long time and found that he had not even touched the corner of Mu Qingli's clothes. He turned red with anger, and all the tendons in his body bulged and jumped.

Mu Qingli looked at it closely and found it very creepy, but she was not afraid.

The competition among several people also attracted the attention of many people from other gangs. Except for the Iron Ox Gang and the Eagle Gang who thought they were superior and disdained to watch these competitions, the other gangs all came to watch the fun.

"Hey, isn't that Wumei from the Baihua Gang? How did he become like this?"

Some people arrived late and couldn't help shivering when they saw Wumei's red body.

So someone immediately explained why Wumei became like that, and everyone sighed again.

"Who are these new guys? Why haven't I heard of them? They don't look that powerful. How could they bully the Baihua Gang like that..."

Almost everyone's eyes were on Mu Qingli and Wumei. Some people accidentally glanced at the others and broke out in a cold sweat.

Shangguan Xiyue was waving a silk ribbon in her hand. It seemed soft, but in fact, with one wave, she cut off half of her opponent's palm. The blood sprayed directly on Shangguan Xiyue's face, making her look like a devil.

She didn't even wipe the blood off her face. While the man was wailing, she chopped off his legs...

Pei Yan's makeshift weapon was a ball hanging on a chain, which was given to him by Murong Jingchen. The ball was covered with spikes. He swung it casually, and the man he was fighting with was covered in blood.

He looked at Murong Jingchen again. He also had a sledgehammer in his hand. With one hammer, the man's bones were smashed into pieces and he screamed incessantly.

Luo Yu beside him was not willing to be outdone. He pierced the enemy's back with his long spear and pulled it out violently, causing the man's internal organs to fall to the ground.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder when they saw this. These people were definitely demons! A bunch of big demons!

When the people of Baihua Gang saw this situation, they were dumbfounded. They stared at each other, and their breathing became a little softer, for fear of incurring the wrath of their gang leader.

Mei Liangxin watched his men being humiliated, then looked at Zhao Jianren, whose eyes gleamed, and couldn't help but say, "This is really too much! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!"

Zhao Jianren laughed out loud when he heard what he said. His laughter was so loud that Mu Qingli could hear some of it on the stage.

Zhao Jianren laughed until he was done. Then he said, "Mei Liangxin, isn't this a perfectly normal fight? Have you forgotten that this is a life-or-death match? When have they ever bullied anyone from your Hundred Flowers Gang?"

Mei Liangxin's lips were trembling and he couldn't speak. He watched his capable men die one by one on the stage. He was so angry that his head felt dizzy and he almost fainted.

Zhao Jianren pinched his arm hard: "You lost this round after all. Don't forget the ten bottles of upgrade pills. I want to see them tonight!"

Mei Liangxin glared at him and broke free from Zhao Jianren's hand: "I haven't lost yet! There are still two people on the stage!"

The two people he was talking about were Xiao Lingyi and Luo Ning's opponents.

But just as he finished speaking, Xiao Lingyi cut off his opponent's neck with a sword, and Luo Ning's whip also broke the opponent into two pieces. Fearing that he would not die, he cut his throat again.

Mei Liangxin collapsed on the ground, muttering that it was impossible.

"They are my most capable men. You can't possibly defeat them!"

Zhao Jianren laughed even more wildly when he saw his expression: "Nothing is impossible! Boss Mei, remember my pills!"

Mei Liangxin was helped back to the gang by his men, where he flew into a rage.

He always felt that things shouldn't be like this. He expected someone to die, but he didn't expect everyone to die.

Just when he was feeling upset, Zhao Jianren sent someone to urge him to take out the pills.

With trembling hands, he took out ten bottles of Saint-level elixirs and handed them to the person Zhao Jianren had sent to take them. "Take the elixirs and get out of here! Tell your leader that I, Mei Liangxin, will remember this grudge and will make him pay double someday!"

The man sent by Zhao Jianren took the pill, responded, and left in a hurry.

Mei Liangxin looked at his leaving back, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted again.

On the other side, Zhao Jianren looked at Mu Qingli and the others with smiles all over their faces: "Your performance today is beyond my expectations!"

Mu Qingli smiled and agreed, "It's because Sect Master is kind to us. The pills you gave us yesterday played a very important role. Otherwise, with our strength, we would have been killed against those people from the Baihua Gang. Our victory is all thanks to you, Gang Master."

No one doesn't like to hear good words, even Zhao Jianren, who has killed countless people, was more satisfied with Mu Qingli and the others after hearing these words:

"It's all thanks to you guys who have done so well. I promised you a bottle of Saint-level medicine as a reward, but since you've performed so well, I'll give you another one."

Mu Qingli was very happy: "Thank you for the reward, Gang Leader. We will definitely make greater contributions to the Flying Tiger Gang in the future!"

Zhao Jianren burst into laughter, and finally stopped laughing after a long while. "You guys are great. I have a mission here, and it's a bit dangerous. Are you willing to take it?"

Although Zhao Jianren was asking, his tone was a bit tough, as if Mu Qingli and the others would be sorry for him if they didn't answer.

Mu Qingli and his companions were just worried that they would not have the chance to learn more about this place. When they heard Zhao Jianren say that there was a mission, they showed an expression of fearlessness.

"Boss, we were able to win today because of the elixir you gave us. Otherwise, we would have died long ago. Now that you have a mission to give us, let alone a dangerous one, even if it really costs our lives, we will not refuse."

Zhao Jianren was pleased by their attitude, and the slight wariness he had because he was new to the place gradually dissipated during these conversations.

He opened his mouth and was about to talk about the mission when there was a knock on the door.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Zhao Jianren's face, but he still let the person knocking on the door in.

That person was the one he sent to the Baihua Gang to ask for the elixir. He handed the elixir to Zhao Jianren very respectfully, then left with his head lowered.

He didn't even look at Mu Qingli and the others, but Mu Qingli could clearly feel his legs trembling as he passed by her. Mu Qingli silently memorized his appearance.

After that person left, Zhao Jianren counted the holy-level pills on the table over and over again. Thinking of what he had just said about giving two bottles to Mu Qingli and the others, he felt extremely regretful.

He doesn't have many Saint-level elixirs...

He was thinking silently in his mind, trying to minimize the losses, but after thinking about it, he couldn't come up with any good ideas.

Mu Qingli noticed his expression and took a step forward.