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When Mo Beichen arrived at the medicine hall, the disciple in charge of distributing the pellets inside looked at Mo Beichen with reverence, with a hint of admiration.

Looking at his appearance, most likely, he knew about what happened at the Hanwu Peak not long ago.

Because he had received the notice beforehand, he was not surprised by Mo Beichen's arrival. He made up his mind that as long as Mo Beichen needed it, he would provide everything he had, and must not drag his feet.

If he was able to perform well, he might be able to obtain the opportunity to soar to greatness after being looked down upon by Mo Beichen.

"I need Qi Gathering Pill, a large number of Qi Gathering Pill. "Also, give me some Spiritual Wood Pills." Without wasting time, Mo Beichen immediately stated his purpose for coming here.

Hearing his words, this disciple revealed an awkward expression as he froze on the spot.

"What? Is there a problem?" Mo Beichen's eyes turned, as though sword qi was flowing about, piercing the disciple's eyes, causing him to feel pain.

Seeing Mo Beichen's unkind gaze, a trace of impatience appeared between his brows. He was extremely terrified, and beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

So he hurriedly replied, "Chief Mo, there should be enough Spiritual Wood Pills for the first use. However, there weren't many Qi Gathering Pill remaining, and it was possible that … I'm afraid I can't meet your requirements. "

"Hmm? Not much? I wonder how much is left? "

Mo Beichen was surprised, Qi Gathering Pill were not rare pills, and the refining process was not difficult either. Why would there be a shortage of pills in the sect?

"As for the specific number, I have not had the time to count them yet. However, according to the number of pills that have been distributed in the past, it will take at most three months for them to face a situation where there's no pills that can be used. "

After nervously revealing the information he knew about, this disciple was also extremely puzzled in his heart. However, the sect's warning was restricted to strictly disclosing this information. No matter how many doubts he had, he could only bury it deep within his heart.

Hearing that he could only last for three months at most, Mo Beichen became even weirder, as he felt that something was off.

However, he now had more important things to do, so he didn't focus on it.

"Then give me a hundred!" Slightly disappointed, Mo Beichen had no choice but to lower his standards.

If it was before, a hundred Qi Gathering Pill would not be much, but now, it was the weight of a lot of people.

With some heartache, he passed the Qi Gathering Pill and the Spirit Wood Pill over to Mo Beichen. This disciple's eyes revealed a trace of pain, which was clearly saying: Please save your time!

Looking at his expression, Mo Beichen felt that it was funny, it was not your family's pill, why would he be so reluctant to part with it?

In the end, after he left the medicine hall, Mo Beichen went to Meng Junyan's place. Under her pleasantly surprised gaze, he left twenty top-grade Qi Gathering Pill for her and told her to pass half of them to Chen Mufeng before returning to Lei Mingfeng.

If it wasn't because he was short on money, Mo Beichen actually wanted to give him more. Unfortunately, his own demand was greater, so he could only be 'stingy' and give each person only ten pills.

Returning back to the courtyard, Mo Beichen saw him sweating profusely and practicing diligently, causing him to nod his head secretly.

The recent events had greatly stimulated Su Qingyu, allowing him to deeply realize his own lack of strength. Every time when Mo Beichen needed help, she could only watch from the back in a panic, making her feel extremely apologetic.

Therefore, she was now making full use of her time and effort to cultivate. She was trying her best to close the distance between the two of them so that she wouldn't be left behind even further. Otherwise, she would never be able to live under Mo Beichen's protection.

Such an outcome was not what the strong Su Qingyu hoped to see.

"Not bad, not bad. If you continue cultivating like this, reaching the seventh layer of your cultivation will only be a matter of time!"

Hearing the applause from the side, Su Qingyu stopped what he was doing, and turned around to see Mo Beichen's smiling figure.

She walked over to a stone table and used a towel to wipe off her sweat before pouring herself another glass of water. After drinking it all in one gulp, she reached out to wipe off the water droplets on the corner of her mouth, hugged Mo Beichen's arm and said happily: "It's all because of Senior Brother Mo;

Ever since his bloodline awakened, Su Qingyu could clearly feel that the speed at which he cultivated at had increased by several times.

Furthermore, Lei Mingfeng truly had a plentiful supply of spirit energy, which couldn't be compared with Wilted Leaf Garden, which was a land lacking in spirit energy. She felt that even when she slept, there would be an endless flow of spiritual energy surging into her, replenishing the power within her.

Although Mo Beichen had never said whether or not he possessed a bloodline, the intelligent Su Qingyu could guess one or two things.

Since Mo Beichen did not tell him, then there must be a reason.

The intelligent Su Qingyu did not investigate further, she knew that everyone had their own secrets. If the time was right, and Mo Beichen was willing to tell him, he would definitely tell him.

Before that, she would pretend that she didn't know anything.

Su Qingyu's intimate actions made Mo Beichen feel very warm. Scratching her nose, Mo Beichen acted like he was playing a tricks and took out a small bottle. He shook it in front of Su Qingyu and mysteriously asked: "Guess what's inside?"

"Ah, could it be …"

Not sure, Su Qingyu's expression was shocked, filled with anticipation. She asked Mo Beichen with her eyes, asking him if he was what she had guessed.

Smiling noncommittally, Mo Beichen stuffed the small bottle into Su Qingyu's hands and said earnestly: "Cultivate diligently. Your innate talent is something no one can compare to in Cold Martial Sect. As long as you don't slack off, you will sooner or later become a bright pearl."

"But no matter how strong he is, he can't compare to you, Senior Brother!" Mo Beichen, who was regarded as his brother, praised him joyfully in his heart.

"I'll be leaving very soon. I don't know when I'll be back from this trip. You have to take care of yourself and not let yourself suffer any grievances. Do you understand?"

His words were full of reluctance, Mo Beichen looked at Su Qingyu lovingly, afraid that something would happen to her after he leaves.

"Are you leaving?" The road ahead is dangerous, so you must be careful, Senior Brother Mo. If it really isn't possible, come back and we'll think of a way! "

Mo Beichen laughed, and did not answer, but spoke again: "If you encounter any trouble, remember to find Meng Junyan for help. If even she is unable to deal with it, you can go to the Sect Leader. "I believe that on my account, he will not sit back and do nothing."

Su Qingyu opened her eyes wide in shock.

Did she not think that her eldest senior brother was already so capable? Even the Sect Leader had to give him some face, willing to give him face and look after him?

Then, he whispered some more information into Su Qingyu's ear. Mo Beichen looked at the silhouette standing straight outside the door, his eyes filled with helplessness.

This stubborn guy really became a gatekeeping disciple?