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Chapter 459: The Ones I Refined

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After returning to his residence.

A flash of Spirit Light shone on Wang Jianqiang, and he changed back to his own appearance.

He took out a Pill and swallowed it.

He closed his eyes and began to refine it.

Soul injuries are an extremely thorny type of injury for ordinary Cultivators.

But for him, as an Alchemist of Perfect Pills, it was not a difficult problem.

As for the injuries on his physical body.

They were even simpler for him.

He did not deliberately swallow a Pill to heal, nor did he even actively treat them.

He simply relied on his Pure Yang Power to repair them on their own.

One hour later.

When the Soul injury had healed, the injuries on his physical body had also healed.

This battle.

Had exhausted his Cultivation Points.

Just as Wang Jianqiang was preparing to refine some Fourth-tier Pills to replenish his Cultivation Points.

A knock on the door suddenly came.

His Spirit Sense swept outside the door, and his expression shifted.

Aotian?

He stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door.

Two figures appeared in his field of vision.

It was none other than Aotian and Aofanyu.

Aotian's cultivation had now broken through to the Sixth-Order Will Stage, but his current condition seemed very poor.

His complexion was extremely pale.

"Daoist Friend Wang."

Seeing Wang Jianqiang, Aotian cupped his hands.

This simple action seemed to aggravate his injuries; he coughed urgently a few times, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Wang Jianqiang frowned, "Senior Aotian, why are you so heavily injured? Didn't I hear that the City Lord obtained a batch of Perfect Healing Pills? Did you not take one?"

"Junior Brother actually knows about this?"

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Aotian was somewhat surprised.

This battle.

Because the scale was quite high, Third Rank Will Cultivators and those below had almost not participated in the fighting.

Up until now.

The vast majority of these Cultivators still did not know the details of the battle.

This Junior Brother Wang was quite well-informed to actually know that the City Lord had found Perfect Pills.

He nodded, "When I was injured, it was just at the moment when the Cultivators from Outside the Realm were defeated and retreating."

"There were many injured people in the team at that time, and the Perfect Pills were already running low, so I wasn't allocated a Perfect Pill."

The Pills were running low?

Wang Jianqiang revealed a look of surprise.

The Perfect Pills he had given to that Commander Yan back then added up to over three thousand in total.

They had been used up so quickly?

"What do you mean there were many injured people and you weren't allocated a Pill? Cousin, just tell the truth, won't you?"

Just then, Aofanyu's angry voice suddenly came.

Wang Jianqiang was stunned and looked toward him.

"Fanyu, didn't I already tell you not to say anything extra during this visit to Fellow Daoist Wang?" Aotian frowned.

"But you were implicated by him, Wang Jianqiang, and that's why you were targeted! Why shouldn't we tell him!" Aofanyu said indignantly.

"Shut up!"

Aotian's expression suddenly became sharp.

Because he got angry.

His injuries were aggravated again, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Wang Jianqiang frowned, "Senior Aotian, your injuries are very heavy. You had better come inside and we can talk."

As he spoke, he led the two of them into the hall.

After they were seated, Wang Jianqiang looked at Aofanyu, "What did you mean just now when you said Senior Aotian was implicated by me?"

Aotian sighed; seeing that the matter had already been brought up, he did not continue to stop him.

Aofanyu snorted coldly, "My cousin's act of helping you collect information on Wei Yuan and the others was leaked to Wei Yuan, and because of that, he completely offended Wei Yuan."

"The reason he wasn't allocated a Healing Pill wasn't because there weren't enough, but because Wei Yuan interfered and deliberately kept it from my cousin."

Wang Jianqiang slowly frowned, "Wei Yuan? Is he the one distributing the Pills?"

Aofanyu shook his head, "Although he isn't the one distributing the Pills, he has an excellent relationship with Commander Yan, who is."

"After he put in a word, my cousin was targeted by Commander Yan and naturally couldn't receive a Pill."

"So that's how it is."

Wang Jianqiang realized, then frowned, "Does the City Lord not care about this matter?"

Aofanyu shook his head, "Even if the City Lord knew, that Commander Yan would not be afraid, because relative to the number of injured Cultivators, the Healing Pills are indeed insufficient."

"He did not embezzle the pills; he simply distributed the pills to many people whose injuries were far lighter than my cousin's."

Wang Jianqiang nodded and looked at Aotian, "Senior, it is I, Wang, who has implicated you."

"Junior, there is no need to blame yourself."

Aotian shook his head, "I, Ao, have long been unable to stand the character of that Wei Yuan; even without this incident involving you, Junior, I would inevitably have had a conflict with him, Wei Yuan."

As he spoke, he looked at Wang Jianqiang, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Junior, I have come this time because there is a matter I need your help with."

Wang Jianqiang's heart stirred, "Alchemy?"

Aotian nodded, "I heard from Fanyu that you are the Pill Dao Specialty Cultivator of this year's Great Wilderness Immortal Palace Assessment, and furthermore the number one in Pill Dao, a Fourth-Rank Alchemist."

"The pills on my person were exhausted in the previous battle; I truly have no other way..."

"Senior, no need to say more; it is merely a matter of pills, this favor, I, Wang, will grant." Wang Jianqiang smiled.

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Aotian's expression turned joyful.

"Then many thanks, Junior."

Wang Jianqiang smiled, flipped his palm to take out a pill, flicked his finger, and the pill flew before Aotian.

Seeing this pill, Aotian was stunned.

This pill...

Why is it so familiar?

Immediately following, it was as if a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind.

He hurriedly examined it.

Then his eyes widened.

Indeed, there was not the slightest bit of Pill Poison!

This pill...

It was exactly the same as the Perfect Healing Pill that the City Lord had found!

After coming to his senses.

He looked at Wang Jianqiang, his face full of astonishment, "Junior, how do you have this pill?"

"Is there something wrong with this pill?" Aofanyu, seeing the change in Aotian's expression, could not help but ask.

Aotian looked at Aofanyu, "This pill is exactly the same as the Perfect Healing Pill that the City Lord found!"

Hearing Aotian's words, Aofanyu was stunned, then widened his eyes as he looked at Wang Jianqiang, his face full of disbelief, "Wang Jianqiang, you have such great audacity, daring to steal the City Lord's pills!"

"Fanyu, do not talk nonsense!" Aotian glared at Aofanyu.

Wang Jianqiang looked at Aofanyu and smiled, "This pill was not stolen."

Aotian's expression shifted, "Could it be a gift from the City Lord? Are you, Junior, acquainted with the City Lord?"

Wang Jianqiang shook his head, "This pill was refined by me; the City Lord's pills were also all refined by me."

Upon hearing this, Aotian and Aofanyu rubbed their ears at the same time, thinking they had misheard.

"Junior, what did you just say?" Aotian could not help but ask.

Wang Jianqiang smiled, "I said... this pill, and the City Lord's Perfect Healing Pill, were all refined by me."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's confirmation.

The two were completely dumbfounded.

They had thought that Wang Jianqiang's attainment in Alchemy might be very strong.

After all, he was the number one Pill Dao Specialty Cultivator in the Great Wilderness Immortal Palace Assessment.

But they had never thought.

That this strength...

Would actually reach such a monstrous level!

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