Reborn junior sister supports the entire sect by refining pills

"I beg you, immortals, my child is dying! He... he's not even a year old..."

"My lord, my lord, we're willing to serve you like cattle and horses, please!"

A woman with a pale face pleaded with the crowd through tears, crawling towards them while kowtowing.

A cultivator exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this:

"You, don't come here!"

Suddenly, a streak of cyan sword energy shot towards the woman kneeling at the front.

Blood spurted from the woman's neck!

"Save, save, save the child..."

The woman seemed oblivious to the pain of her wounds, and begged to die.

A man held the woman's corpse, wailing in anguish.

"Ah!!! My child's mother!!!"

"You sons of bitches!! You, you killed her, you killed her..."

All the cultivators were so shocked by this scene that they were speechless.

They would never lay a hand on ordinary people unless absolutely necessary!

Everyone looked towards the direction of Qingfeng Sect, as the sword energy had just come from there.

Bai Weiwei's hands trembled. She... she didn't mean it... she was trying to prevent everyone from getting infected...

That woman too, what does her child have to do with them?

Why drag them down with you when you're about to die?

Lu Ziyan's eyelids twitched. Looking at Bai Weiwei, who looked pitiful like a frightened little animal, he suddenly turned around and slapped Ruan Yue.

"Ruan Yue!! How could you attack an ordinary person so casually? You've disappointed me greatly!! Kneel down right now!!"

Ruan Yue was stunned by the beating; it clearly wasn't her...

Before she could speak, Bai Weiwei suddenly knelt down with a thud.

"Everyone, please don't blame my senior sister. It was an accident. She did it because she was afraid you would get infected..."

Weiwei is willing to accept any punishment, she only asks everyone to forgive her senior sister...

Ruan Yue tried to get up, but suddenly felt a pain in her arm.

Lu Ziyan glanced at her with some guilt.

I'm so sorry, Third Junior Sister... Even if I, Lu Ziyan, betray everyone else in the world, I will never betray my Junior Sister!!!

When the other people seeking medicine saw how tragically the woman had died, they all wept.

An old man with gray hair, veins bulging on his neck, pointed at all the cultivators:

"Hahahaha, you, you damn well consider yourselves to be renowned cultivators?"

You blocked the city gates, preventing us from getting medicine! Now, you're even targeting women and children!!

You are a disgrace to cultivators; you are unworthy of cultivation!

"I curse you, may you suffer endless unease day and night, and may you never achieve the Great Dao! I curse you to be plagued by poisonous miasma, and may you never escape death!"

After saying this, the old man rammed his head against the door next to him.

"Ah!! No!!"

Some people covered their eyes in fright, and many screamed.

However, none of the practitioners in the hall stepped forward.

He was just an ordinary person infected with miasma.

It's good that they're dead. With them dead, the miasma will dissipate, and they can enter the city sooner.

No sound of brains splattering was heard.

Only then did everyone realize that a figure had rushed over.

It was a woman, dressed in a blue robe, pure and flawless, like a fairy.

At that moment, the fairy was holding the old man's hand tightly, preventing him from moving an inch!

"They don't want you to live, so you should live even better. My name is Su Li, and I am an alchemist!"

If you trust me, I will let you live, and they can all live!

That old man didn't believe Su Li's nonsense.

These snobbish monks had deceived them beforehand.

When they realized they couldn't be coaxed anymore, they took harsh measures and even injured the eldest princess.

"Su Li? Ha! Who's Su Li? Hey, mind your own business. Get out of my way if you don't want to die!"

A cultivator shouted at Su Li.

"Exactly, stop pretending to be a good person! What are you pretending for? Even a fifth-grade alchemist can't do anything about it, so you might as well get lost!"

Chu San of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also offered words of advice to Su Li.

"We tried to find a solution before, but even the fifth-grade antidote pills didn't work. You'd better not try to be brave."

Ha! In the end, you lose your own life, and no one will collect your corpse.

Su Li looked at the group of indifferent cultivators.

"So what? You won't even give them a way to survive? You'll block their doorway and prevent them from saving themselves?"

Knowing they were in the wrong, everyone stubbornly refused to listen! If they ran away, the miasma would spread throughout the city, and they would be the first to suffer.

Su Li looked at those people with a cold smile.

"Don't bother cultivating immortality anymore, I think the animal realm suits you better!!"

Xiao Jiuge and Chen Fengzi were also filled with righteous indignation; these cultivators had really gone too far.

Some cultivators wanted to object, but seeing the halberd in Chen Fengzi's hand, they could only swallow their words of rebuke.

Ignoring the disdainful looks from the others, Su Li squatted down in front of the man holding the corpse and said softly.

"what is her name."

The man was initially filled with anger, but for some reason, when he saw the girl's clear eyes, he calmed down.

I actually felt that she was genuinely sad and heartbroken for them at that moment.

"Her name is Qiu'e, and she is my wife!!"

"And you, what's your name?"

The man, unable to control himself, burst into tears again.

"My name is Shuisheng, our child. He's home alone... Without us, he... he can't survive..."

Su Li patted his shoulder and gently comforted him and the person behind him.

"Don't be afraid, there will be a way. I swear in the name of my sect that I will take care of the affairs of the Fulong Kingdom!"

Despite being a very frail young girl, her words rekindled hope in the hearts of the people.

Su Li continued talking while his hands never stopped moving.

She sealed several of Qiu'e's acupoints and used her spiritual energy to stop the bleeding from her neck.

"Old Lady Liao!!"

Su Li only called out her name, and Granny Liao immediately understood.

She took out various mixed medicinal herbs and started burning them over the campfire.

Seeing Su Li's reaction, the cultivators couldn't help but sneer.

"Where did you cultivators come from? What are you doing pretending to be good people? She's clearly already dead."

"Ha, what a clown! She deliberately chose to die, what does it have to do with us?"

Su Li didn't even look up.

"It's too noisy. Since you know you can't save people, shut your mouths!!"

Xiao Jiuge and Chen Fengzi took a step forward!

Two Golden Core cultivators released their pressure simultaneously, causing the other cultivators to retreat, only able to glare at them resentfully.

Bai Weiwei's eyes flickered, and she suddenly stepped forward, her face full of guilt.

Her eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and tears were about to fall but wouldn't.

"Sister, my senior sister only meant it by accident. Please let me help her; I really feel bad about it..."

But...ha, in Bai Weiwei's eyes, a human life doesn't even deserve a "but."

This made Su Li very unhappy!

"Okay, since you want to help, that old lady over there has scraped her leg and is bleeding. Go help her stop the bleeding and bandage her leg!"

What? Bai Weiwei is a genius of the Qingfeng Sect, appearing only once in a century, and she's being allowed to touch this filthy, lowly commoner?

Bai Weiwei stood there, her face somewhat pale, and didn't move for a long time.

Cong Han said impatiently.

"If you're not going to help, then get out of my way!!"

Bai Weiwei's face grew even paler, and she stammered, trying to explain...

She never imagined that Su Li, that shameless woman who appeared out of nowhere, would actually dare to ask her for help...

"Weiwei, come back! What are you doing? This isn't your fault! No one can cure their miasma!"

Even if you go, what good will it do? If something happens to you, how will your senior brother live?

Lu Yan frowned, his eyes filled with heartache!

Suddenly, a figure passed Lu Yan and walked towards Su Li.

"I'm willing to help!"

Without any pretense, Ruan Yue used her spiritual power to heal the old woman's leg wounds.

"The pill is ready, the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill!"

The pills were still warm when Su Li pried open the woman's mouth.

He used his spiritual power to push the pill into the woman's abdomen.

"Can this really work?"

Shuisheng could hardly believe it—how could a grown man with a knife to his throat be saved?

Su Li patiently explained to him.

"She's still breathing; if it had been any later, I wouldn't have been able to help her!"

Seeing that the common people were not venturing out, the cultivators also relaxed their vigilance.

The Kingdom of Fulong is now filled with miasma, making it extremely difficult for even cultivators to enter.

The spiritual energy will be gradually devoured, and if one is below the Golden Core stage, they may even die from poisoning!

Many of their comrades had already died.

If it weren't for the legendary bones of the Dragon Ancestor, no one would be willing to guard this place.