That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

The Seventh Elder was very pleased to hear Lin Zhifeng's seemingly joking remarks, knowing that the child was able to see the crux of the problem.

But then he saw his own foolish son, whose mouth was covered by Lin Zhifeng, struggling with a face full of resentment. He was furious! Look at him, and then look at you! You're nothing!

The Seventh Elder glared at the two younger ones with hatred, then turned and left.

Lin Zhifeng thought that his uncle's sect must have been attacked by the demon realm this time as well. Although his uncle was there, the sect wouldn't be wiped out. However, many disciples within the sect would surely be injured in the battle, and some would probably die from the demonic energy.

He still has several thousand exorcism pills; why not send some to his uncle? It would also help him get closer to his uncle and improve the relationship between the Sword Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Just do it.

Lin Zhifeng greeted the nine elders and then headed towards the Divine Sword Sect.

When he went to ask for leave, the Ninth Elder was still thinking about the exorcism pill and wanted to capture him for interrogation. Lin Zhifeng managed to fool him by saying that "saving lives is the priority."

The Ninth Elder reluctantly let him go, instructing him to come find him as soon as he returned. Lin Zhifeng readily agreed.

Meanwhile, Lin Zhifeng obtained an acceleration talisman from the Brotherhood and immediately used it on himself. Combined with his Crane Cry mount, he traveled at full speed, several times faster than when he first traveled to the Heavenly Sword Sect in a flying vehicle.

It's just a bit tiring!

To counteract the wind's resistance, Lin Zhifeng used spiritual energy to protect himself throughout the process, which also consumed a considerable amount of Zhongyuan Pills.

Yes, Lin Zhifeng obtained the Zhongyuan Pill from the system shop. One pill can fully replenish the essence of a Nascent Soul cultivator in one go.

With Lin Zhifeng's generous support, he arrived at the Heavenly Sword Sect in less than a day.

A disciple had already informed Feng Bao that a Sword Sect disciple had arrived outside the mountain gate, claiming to be your nephew.

The storm didn't know why he had come here, and assumed he had encountered some trouble, so it dared not delay and went to the mountain gate to see him in person.

Upon meeting, Lin Zhifeng quickly bowed to Feng Bao. Not daring to delay, he got straight to the point: "Uncle, I've come about the matter of the demonic energy infection. Would it be convenient for us to speak privately?"

The storm was also troubled by this matter. Because of his presence, and because the Demon Realm did not take this newly promoted first-class sect too seriously, the number and quality of the demons sent to attack the Heavenly Sword Sect could not compare with other first-class sects.

Even under such circumstances, disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect could not avoid being injured or infected by demonic energy during battles.

After the battle, the Heavenly Sword Sect took stock and found that three disciples at the Breaking God Realm had been infected by demonic energy, and more than one hundred disciples at the Nascent Soul stage.

These losses involved the elites of the Heavenly Sword Sect. How could Feng Bao not be anxious?

Without further ado, Feng Bao pulled Lin Zhifeng back to his reception room in an instant.

After the two sat down, Lin Zhifeng didn't keep them in suspense. He immediately gave his uncle a bottle of exorcism pills, explaining, "Uncle, as you know, I received a legacy in the previous secret realm, and my master left me many good things. This exorcism pill is one of them."

"Uncle, please give this to the infected disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect quickly, otherwise the demonic energy will be harmful to the injured if it stays in their bodies for too long."

Feng took the bottle and saw that it contained over a hundred pills. He was astonished that these exorcism pills must be rare, and how his nephew could have so many. But he didn't have time to think about it further; saving lives was the priority.

He quickly summoned a steward from the sect and instructed him to distribute the exorcism pills to the injured disciples.

The steward was overjoyed to hear the sect leader's instructions, but then looked troubled: "Sect leader, there are more than a hundred injured Nascent Soul disciples. Please give us instructions on how to distribute these exorcism pills."

Storm thought to himself: those at the Breaking God stage should be given priority; as for the remaining Nascent Soul stage disciples, those with milder illnesses should be prioritized, as this would increase their chances of recovery.

Before he could decide how to distribute them, Lin Zhifeng laughed and said, "It's my fault for not thinking things through; I didn't even ask about the number of injured people first." After saying that, he took out a bottle of exorcism pills and handed it to Feng Bao, asking, "Uncle, there are still a hundred pills here. Is that enough?"

Before the storm could speak, the Sword Sect's steward exclaimed with delight, "Enough! That's more than enough!"

Feng Bao handed the manager a new bottle that Lin Zhifeng had given him and instructed him, "Go personally and give one pill to each of the injured. Bring the rest back to me."

The manager agreed and left. Only then did Feng Bao have time to question Lin Zhifeng.

Storm said, "Tell your uncle the truth, where did you get this exorcism pill?"

Lin Zhifeng said, "Uncle, didn't I say before? It was given to me by my master. My master was a great being from a thousand years ago, only one step away from ascension. If I hadn't failed to overcome the tribulation of love, I wouldn't have had the chance to meet him! My master was a polymath, with expertise in swordsmanship, alchemy, talismans and the like."

After saying that, Lin Zhifeng took out the formula for the Exorcism Pill and handed it to Feng Bao, saying, "Uncle, look, I have the formula for this Exorcism Pill!"

Although Feng Bao is a sword cultivator rather than a pill cultivator, he still understands the basics of pill refining.

The formula for this exorcism pill looks extraordinary.

Just then, the steward who had been sent out to distribute the medicine returned.

The steward couldn't hide his joy, and he tried his best to control himself so as not to lose his composure in front of the sect leader's nephew.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, I just gave each of the injured disciples of the sect this pill, and the demonic energy in their bodies has indeed been expelled. With proper care, these disciples will all recover soon."

Storm was both surprised and delighted. He had only tried it as a last resort, but he never expected that the exorcism pill that Lin Zhifeng brought would be so effective.

Storm took the medicine bottle from the steward and sent him away.

Feng Bao handed the medicine bottle to Lin Zhifeng and said solemnly, "On behalf of all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I thank you! Please feel free to make any requests you may have."

Lin Zhifeng did not take the medicine bottle, but said politely, "Uncle, please don't be so formal with your nephew. The cultivation world should help each other. I was just doing what I should do."

"But does Uncle Danfang have any thoughts on this?"

Storm asked, "Have you tried refining this pill formula?"

Lin Zhifeng said, "I've tried it, and it's the same as the medicine my master left me."

Feng Bao hadn't expected Lin Zhifeng to know alchemy, but considering what he'd just said—that his master was a powerful alchemist, his legacy must include alchemy skills—he decided not to ask any further questions.

Lin Zhifeng continued, "I came to see my uncle this time not only to bring you these medicines for emergency treatment, but also to discuss something with you."

The storm said, "What is it? Tell me."