Chapter 450: That Is Too Improper

Among the crowd.

That Seventh-tier Will Cultivator looked at the Jade Bottle in his hand.

After a moment of contemplation, he distributed the Pills to the nineteen strongest people in the crowd, excluding himself.

Afterwards, he went to an open space, sat cross-legged, and swallowed the Pill.

The moment he swallowed this Pill, he immediately discovered something was wrong.

The medicinal power of this Pill was surprisingly thick, yet it lacked even the slightest sense of violence; instead, it was far gentler than ordinary Pills and easier to absorb.

What shocked him even more was...

This Pill actually had no Pill Poison at all!!!

Before the battle began, Wenxian City had already distributed some Fourth-tier Healing Pills to them.

But those Pills were incomparable to this one.

Swallowing those ordinary Healing Pills.

Not to mention the slow recovery speed of injuries, the Pill Poison within them would continuously accumulate in the body as the number of Pills swallowed increased.

If one did not spend a large amount of time to purge it, the body would sooner or later be unable to hold up.

It could even contaminate one's foundation and affect future cultivation.

But this Pill had no such concerns.

It could be swallowed infinitely!

At the same time.

The other nineteen Cultivators who took the Pill were also filled with shock in their hearts.

Just who is this Master Wang!

To be able to refine such a powerful Pill!

After a brief moment of mental shock.

They quickly collected their thoughts and devoted themselves entirely to healing.

After a short hour.

The twenty Cultivators who swallowed the Pills recovered almost simultaneously.

When they stood up from the ground.

The surrounding crowd looked at the twenty figures whose auras had already recovered to their peak, all of them dumbfounded.

In just one short hour, with one Pill, the injuries on their bodies had actually completely recovered!

What exactly was the Pill from just now?

Its effect was actually this powerful!

"Commander Yan, our injuries have recovered. We must return to the battle, so we will be leaving first."

That Seventh-tier Will Cultivator said with high spirits.

Commander Yan nodded, "After you all return, please notify the other injured people and have them come directly to this place to wait."

"Understood!"

That Seventh-tier Cultivator nodded.

Together with the nineteen people beside him, he flew toward the outside of the city.

Not long after the first batch of twenty people recovered.

Linglong sent out more Pills again.

This time it was forty.

After handing the Pills to Commander Yan for distribution.

Linglong returned to the Pavilion.

Looking at Wang Jianqiang, whose complexion had become extremely pale and whose aura was more than half weakened, she said with concern, "Daoist Friend Wang, you have already refined sixty Perfect Pills in a row."

"If you continue to refine, I fear there will be danger."

"Why not..."

Having said this, her face flushed red.

But after a fleeting moment, she returned to normal, "To be safe, why don't I help you recover first."

Wang Jianqiang stood up and said weakly, "That would be good."

As he spoke, his expression shifted, and he smiled, "I have never seen the true face of the City Lord. Since it has come to this, can the veil on the City Lord's face be taken off?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of unnaturalness crossed Linglong's eyes.

But in the end, she still gently removed the veil from her face.

Immediately.

A flawless, beautiful face came into view.

Wang Jianqiang's eyes lit up.

Then his body suddenly swayed, and he fell toward the ground.

Linglong's expression was startled.

She hurriedly stepped forward to support him, saying with a worried expression, "Daoist Friend Wang, you are so weak right now, will you be alright?"

Wang Jianqiang stared at her beautiful face and smiled.

He gently pushed her away and managed to stand steady, "Do not worry, City Lord, I can manage. It is just that I am indeed a bit weak right now, so for the subsequent recovery process, I will have to trouble the City Lord a bit more."

The City Lord was stunned.

She was somewhat confused.

Trouble?

What do you mean?

Although she had never experienced this matter before.

But even if one hasn't eaten pork, hasn't one seen a pig run?

What does this have to do with whether it is tiring or not?

Seeing Linglong's face full of confusion, Wang Jianqiang smiled, "In a moment, the City Lord only needs to follow my instructions."

"Of course, this is not because I have any peculiar habits, but because of the requirements recorded in the Life Restoration Secret Method, which concerns the effectiveness of the Secret Technique."

"Daoist Friend Wang, rest assured, I understand."

……

Five days later.

Linglong looked exhausted, but the look in her eyes when she gazed at Wang Jianqiang was full of surprise.

"Daoist Friend Wang, that power just now...?"

Wang Jianqiang took a large step back and smiled, "My constitution is special; I can release a type of Purification Power."

"This Purification Power is of great help to the recovery of the City Lord's foundation. Not only that, but if it can be refined over a long period, it can even allow the City Lord's foundation to undergo a transformation, raising your aptitude to a higher level."

Hearing the four words "refined over a long period," Linglong's face flushed red.

A moment later.

She regained her composure and said with a worried expression, "Five days have already passed, and I don't know how the battle is going. If it takes five days of recovery time for every few dozen Pills refined, it would be too much of a waste of time."

"With such Alchemy efficiency, it will certainly be impossible to change the situation."

Hearing this, Wang Jianqiang smiled calmly.

"City Lord, there is no need to worry. After this Life Restoration Secret Method is performed, it is not just as simple as recovering my original vitality; there is also a special effect."

"That is, within three days after completing the Secret Technique, if I refine Perfect Pills again, it will no longer consume any vitality."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Linglong immediately revealed an excited expression.

Afterwards.

Fearing to waste even a shred of Purification Power, Linglong began to refine it carefully.

Wang Jianqiang returned to the Alchemy Room to continue Alchemy.

……

Outside the Pavilion.

Commander Yan looked somewhat impatient.

After witnessing the magical Pills refined by "Master Wang," he had been incredibly overjoyed.

Especially the Alchemy speed of "Master Wang," which was even more shocking.

Not only him, but also the batch of injured Cultivators who came with him that day, all believed they had seen the hope of victory in the war.

But for the next five days.

Their hearts, which had just heated up, were like being doused with a basin of ice water, gradually turning cold.

A full five days.

Not a single Pill had been sent out.

You must know.

On the day they first arrived, in just two hours, sixty Pills had been sent out!

That "Master Wang" didn't know what he was busy with.

Afterwards, not a single Pill was sent out!

The number of wounded, which had originally decreased to under fifty, had exceeded one hundred and fifty after the continuous gathering over these five days.

The accumulated number of wounded was even higher than when they had first arrived here!

This meant.

The battle outside the city had become even more severe!

"The City Lord as well, why doesn't she urge that Master Wang?"

Just as Commander Yan couldn't help but complain in his heart.

The door that had been closed for five days was finally opened again.

Linglong, with a trace of exhaustion still lingering between her brows, walked out of the Pavilion.

Her face was once again covered by a veil, and her calm expression revealed a hint of majesty.

Her beautiful eyes swept over the many wounded outside, and she frowned.

She looked toward Commander Yan.

"There are twenty Pills here; distribute them first. I will bring out the next batch immediately."

"Yes."

Commander Yan took the Jade Bottle containing the Pills, while simultaneously keenly noticing the exhaustion between Linglong's brows.

He couldn't help but curse himself in his heart.

Such magical Pills must have unknown limitations when being refined.

The City Lord must have been working with Master Wang to find a way to resolve these limitations.

Otherwise, how could she be in such an exhausted state from overwork?

For these three hundred years, the City Lord has sacrificed so much for Wenxian City.

How could she slack off at such a critical moment?

He had actually been doubting the City Lord just now.

It really shouldn't have happened.