Chapter 449: Master Wang?

The suspicion in Linglong's heart did not last long.

In this world, there is likely only one Cultivator capable of refining a Fourth-tier Perfect Pill: Wang Jianqiang.

At the very least, she had never heard of another.

Naturally, she also did not know the process of refining a Perfect Pill.

Perhaps.

Compared to refining ordinary Pills, it really is somewhat different, right?

Seeing that Wang Jianqiang had already collected more than half of the Spirit Stones in the treasury.

It seemed his Space Ring was full again, so he took out a new Space Ring to continue collecting.

She really could not hold back anymore, and with a bitter smile, she said, "Daoist Friend Wang, please show some mercy."

"The items in this treasury are still needed to maintain the daily operations of Wenxian City; they cannot all be taken away, otherwise, the order within Wenxian City will collapse."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianqiang paused his movements.

After pondering for a moment, he nodded, "Since that is the case, then I shall only take this much for now; if it is not enough, I, Wang, will pay out of my own pocket to replenish it."

Linglong was speechless for a moment.

Just the amount of Spirit Stones he had just collected was more than what an ordinary Cultivator could accumulate in several lifetimes.

Still not enough?

Is the consumption for refining this Perfect Pill a bit too terrifying?

She was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Then many thanks to you, Daoist Friend Wang."

"City Lord, you are too polite; after all, I, Wang, am a member of Wenxian City, so making some sacrifices is only right." Wang Jianqiang waved his hand magnanimously.

He then arrived at the place where the Medicinal Herbs were piled up.

Only after filling up three full Space Rings did he collect all the Medicinal Herbs.

Regarding the Medicinal Herbs being emptied out.

Linglong did not say much.

The amount of Medicinal Herbs consumed for this Alchemy session would surely be staggering.

Wang Jianqiang collecting all the Medicinal Herbs could be considered being prepared for a rainy day.

It is just that...

She looked at Wang Jianqiang, who was still collecting other resources, her expression one of helplessness.

The Desolate Beads, Spirit Minerals, and Spirit Stones were one thing.

What do these Artifact Diagrams and Array Diagrams have to do with Alchemy?

She opened her mouth, but in the end, she still did not speak.

Not long after.

Wang Jianqiang returned to Linglong's side.

Looking at the remaining resources in the treasury.

He sighed.

His own face seemed to still be a bit too thin.

Forget it.

Just taking a symbolic amount will do.

Contentment brings happiness, after all.

"City Lord, I have finished collecting all the materials I need."

"Let us go refine the Pills."

Linglong looked at the twenty shimmering Space Rings on Wang Jianqiang's fingers.

After a moment of silence.

She nodded.

On the city wall.

Over a hundred people were sitting cross-legged, silently regulating their breath.

They were all those who had been too severely injured and had to retreat from the battlefield.

At this moment, they were swallowing Healing Pills, recovering with all their might.

They wanted to recover as quickly as possible to return to the battle.

But their injuries were too severe; even after swallowing Fourth-tier Healing Pills, their recovery speed remained very unsatisfactory.

This resulted in.

The speed at which wounded soldiers retreated from the battlefield far exceeding the speed at which they recovered to rejoin the fight.

Causing the number of Cultivators on the battlefield to constantly decrease.

The pressure on the defensive line was becoming greater and greater.

If things continued this way.

The defensive line would still struggle to escape the fate of collapse.

Just at this moment.

On the city wall.

The Communication Talisman at the waist of a City Defense Army Commander who was maintaining order suddenly lit up.

Hearing the message coming from the Sound Transmission Talisman.

His expression turned joyful, and he flew up, hovering in the air.

"All injured Daoist Friends, follow me to the City Lord's Mansion."

After speaking, he took the lead and flew toward the city.

Hearing his voice.

The crowd, who were in the middle of healing, opened their eyes one after another.

Looking at his back, expressions of deep confusion appeared on their faces.

Return to the City Lord's Mansion?

Did something happen inside the City Lord's Mansion?

To actually need to mobilize them?

The current war situation is unfavorable.

They all need to race against time to recover, so as to return to the battlefield as soon as possible.

What matter could be more important than guarding Wenxian City?

However, after hesitating for a moment, the crowd ultimately chased after him.

Although Commander Yan's cultivation is not considered top-tier, he was the person appointed by the City Lord to manage wartime order before the battle began.

Even though many among them have cultivation levels above his, they cannot disobey.

A moment later.

The crowd entered the City Lord's Mansion.

Following Commander Yan, they flew all the way into the interior of the City Lord's Mansion.

A moment later.

The crowd arrived in front of an exquisite Pavilion.

Outside the Pavilion, the light of an Array flickered.

The door was tightly shut.

Commander Yan arrived before the door, and without knocking, he simply waited silently.

Seeing this, the crowd's brows immediately furrowed tightly.

"Commander Yan, why did you bring us to this place?"

A Seventh-tier Will Cultivator stepped out from the crowd and looked at Commander Yan, "The war is currently intense, the defensive line outside the city is in imminent danger, and one careless move could lead to a total collapse; we do not have time to waste here."

Hearing the questioning from this Seventh-tier Will Cultivator, Commander Yan's gaze swept across the crowd.

Seeing that everyone had expressions of dissatisfaction, he pondered for a moment and said, "Everyone, please calm down; it was the City Lord who ordered me to bring you all here."

Ordered by the City Lord?

Hearing Commander Yan's words, the crowd was startled.

Their expressions all softened slightly.

That Seventh-tier Will Cultivator's expression also shifted, and he said nothing more.

However, as time passed.

The room door never opened, and the crowd gradually became anxious.

That Seventh-tier Will Cultivator thought for a moment and spoke up, "Commander Yan, we cannot just keep waiting like this, can we? We should obey the City Lord's order, but the situation outside the city..."

"We really have no time to delay."

"We might be able to afford to wait, but the battle outside the city cannot."

Hearing the words of the Seventh-tier Will Cultivator, a flash of dilemma appeared on Commander Yan's face.

When the City Lord previously sent a Sound Transmission Talisman telling him to bring people here, she specifically told him to let them wait outside and absolutely not to make noise or disturb.

But...

Given the current situation outside the city, there really is no time to delay...

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth.

He was just about to take out a Sound Transmission Talisman to proactively ask about the situation.

The tightly shut door suddenly opened, and a graceful figure with a light veil covering her face walked out from the room.

"Greetings, City Lord!"

Seeing this figure, the crowd was startled.

Then, they bowed respectfully one after another.

Linglong nodded, and with a wave of her hand, a Jade Bottle flew toward the Seventh-tier Will Cultivator in front of the crowd.

That Seventh-tier Will Cultivator subconsciously caught the Jade Bottle and looked at Linglong in confusion, "City Lord, what is this?"

Linglong said, "Pill, a Pill that can allow you to recover quickly. There are twenty Pills in this Jade Bottle; you shall distribute them to those with higher cultivation, and return to participate in the battle immediately after recovering."

Hearing Linglong's words, that Seventh-tier Will Cultivator's expression shifted.

Just as he wanted to continue asking, Linglong had already turned and walked into the room.

At the same time, her voice was transmitted out before the room door closed completely.

"Master Wang is currently refining Pills; you all should keep the noise down and must not disturb Master Wang."

"The previous clamor will be overlooked, but if it happens again..."

"I will punish you severely without leniency!"

Looking at the door that had closed once more, the crowd looked at each other.

Their expressions were filled with confusion.

Master Wang?

When did an Alchemy Master with the surname Wang appear in this Wenxian City?