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Chapter 189

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The disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect had been fighting hard with the beasts for six years. Not to mention the fact that the sect's pill storage had been emptied long ago, the number of usable treasures had also decreased rapidly.

Every day, weapons would be destroyed by the crocodile's long tail and big teeth.

Even though the exchange price had been raised again and again, all the people who had meritorious deeds still poured all their energy and passion into the crazy act of collecting treasures.

This was because magic treasures were something that could be lost with every drop. It was foreseeable that in a few years, the people trapped in the monastery would face the predicament of a lack of weapons.

The Rainbow-Winged Eagle Blood, on the other hand, was extremely Yang in nature. It was a refining material used to increase the lethality of the metal and fire element magical treasures.

Thus, when he saw Du Ruofei trade for this item, Bei Sansan couldn't help but feel his blood boil. He automatically imagined the scene of a great blacksmith about to appear in the world.

"No … no way."

Du Ruofei felt that Bei Sansan's burning gaze was about to pierce through his chest in the next second. He shuddered, grabbed the health potion, and disappeared into the clouds with a whoosh.

He absolutely could not get entangled with Bei SanSan.

It was common knowledge among the disciples of the Flying Dragon Temple.

When he entered the sect, he was only three years old, but he was already able to stir up chaos in the sect. Thinking back, Senior Brother Jiao Zimo's hair was almost shaved by him.

Now that he was finally nine years old, his temperament was slightly more mature, but he still often did some willful things that made people not know whether to laugh or cry.

Bei Sansan must never find out that Junior Apprentice Sister Zhen knew alchemy. Otherwise, with his personality, he would definitely capture her and bring her to the bamboo garden and force her to refine pills for his fellow apprentices day and night.

When he thought of Zhen Xiaoxiao, Du Ruofei couldn't help but feel a sense of pity in his heart.

Although …

Although her actions of wanting to refine pills with weapon refinement materials were very suspicious.

Frowning, Du Ruofei knew that the Rainbow Winged Eagle Blood was indeed not a material favored by alchemists.

If this thing was added to a pill, could it be eaten?

"Since Du Ruofei doesn't want to forge a weapon, why does he need his blood?"

Looking at the faint sword mark left in the air, Bei Sansan could not help but rub his chin, revealing a doubtful expression.

Of course, before he could sort out his thoughts …

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several powerful pressures suddenly descended from the sky one after another, causing his eyelids to twitch uncontrollably!

What's wrong?

Was the sky overturned?

Were they slacking off today and not killing crocodile demons?

Bei Sansan was just about to fly into a rage when he saw the disciples, whose strength was second only to Jiu Zimo, surrounding him with excited expressions. However, his line of sight was drowned by countless bamboo tokens flying toward him.

"Brother Bei! I want to exchange my blood! "

"Pfft! I'm not the one who transfused blood! He wants to use battle merits to exchange for the Rainbow Winged Eagle's blood! "

"Shut up, I was here first. Brother Bei, give me two servings first!"

"Those with two can stand aside. I want four! Four portions! " Gao Xuan's large head squeezed out from behind the crowd and pressed his merit token against Bei Sansan's face.

Four portions!

Ten thousand battle merits!

Everyone was flabbergasted as they looked at Gao Xuan's triumphant face in shock.

Although they knew that Gao Xuan was usually fierce and ferocious in killing crocodiles, they never imagined that he would actually be willing to use 10,000 battle merits to exchange for ingredients for an alchemist. It seemed like he was determined to obtain the Spirit Concentration Pill!

"Then I'll also … add another portion!" someone shouted at Bei Sansan, enduring the pain that felt like his flesh was being sliced apart.

Very quickly, all the Rainbow Winged Eagle Blood stored in the Black Tower was snatched clean by the high-level disciples.

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