
Zhou Fan began to arrange one by one the ingredients of the pill, not only medicinal plants, the most important ingredient to make the second body pill turned out to be spiritual water.
When Zhou Fan found out it was as if he had something 'wow', because he did not need to use the black orchid flowers that would previously be used to replace spiritual water.
Slowly Zhou Fan's body was enveloped in the heat, which with a blink of an eye began to spark sparks.
Wosh's...
Zhou Fan had to focus one hundred percent, if he did not want to get a counterattack for forcing a ninth-rate pill.
The hot air in the room made patriarch Shu who was lying on the bed sweaty. But he was still in the same condition, he was conscious but could not open his eyes or move his body, could only hear and feel.
Zhou Fan's forehead shriveled, he seemed to be forcing himself to continue doing so.
Uhuk...
Zhou Fan spilled a mouthful of fresh blood from his mouth, but that did not stop him. His left hand waved and fed the recovery pill to his mouth.
Zhou Fan felt a bit light, but his body felt an incredible amount of torture.
Outside the room a few people gathered, the sect elder of the five-tower after hearing elder Qiu bring an alchemist directly to the room, but while wanting to enter elder Qiu blocked outside.
Inevitably they obediently waited, as elder Qiu was the strongest elder among them.
Inside the room Zhou Fan was still struggling with the flames constantly revolving around him, right above him was a wisp of liquid that was a semi-finished pill.
The process of making a pill has entered the final stage, and this requires a high level of calm.
Zhou Fan once again inserted the recovery pill into his mouth, the frown on his forehead slowly fading away.
"Squeeze!" zhou Fan exclaimed inwardly while fusing both palms.
Blam it!
Muffled explosions rang out to the outside of the room, the elders instantly panicked and broke in.
Brak!
The door opened, elder Qiu who was also curious finally chose to come in.
"Young man?" One of the elders approached Zhou Fan's weakly lying body.
Elder Qiu came forward to look at Zhou Fan, and sat him in a chair beside the patriarch's bed.
"Give this pill to patriarch Shu," Zhou Fan said as he opened his originally closed palm.
"Ah... I-this?!"
Everyone held their breaths spontaneously, it could be felt if the pill in Zhou Fan's hand was a high-level pill.
"Is this the second body pill?" qiu Ren asked, although he intended to give the ninth level pill to the patriarch, he himself never saw it in person.
All the elders there were once again shocked at elder Qiu's question.
Didn't it mean that this young man sitting before them was a five-star alchemist? thought they.
"Yes." Zhou Fan said briefly and then swallowed the recovery pill.
Although surprised, elder Qiu could still control himself, unlike the other elders who stood stiffly looking in admiration at the young man who was returning his inner strength.
Elder Qiu walked up to patriarch Shu, his hand holding the second body pill raised and bribing patriarch Shu.
Gleck...
A second body pill stand slid through the throat of patriarch Shu. The body of patriarch Shu suddenly turned reddish, emitting a radiating hot aura.
"Patriarch? Patriarch!" Elder Qiu called patriarch Shu, he only stopped when Zhou Fan opened his voice.
"Don't bother patriarch Shu, because that's how the second body pill works." Zhou Fan who already felt his body was fine, stood up and walked over to elder Qiu.
Elder Qiu who was originally in the dark became somewhat calm, he then turned his body to face Zhou Fan.
"Thank you very much, em..." Qiu Ren did not even know the name of the helper he was carrying, making him feel awkward.
"Just call Zhou Fan," Zhou Fan continued.
"Thank you, Young Master Zhou!" Qiu Ren bowed half body, the young man before him not only had a terrifying alchemist talent, his strength was also formidable at his young age.
Everyone there turned towards the door, a young girl standing with a face full of tears.
"What happened to my grandfather, my teacher?" Shu Yue looked at Qiu Ren asking for an explanation.
Before Qiu Ren replied, Shu Yue's eyes were directed towards the young man behind her teacher.
"Are you the one who made my grandfather like that?!" Shu Yue clasped Zhou Fan's collar as her index finger pointed towards the patriarch Shu who was lying down with a convulsing body.
Bugh...
"From the beginning I didn't believe you! Now everything is proven, you killed my grandfather!" Shu Yue roared furiously while attacking Zhou Fan with her bare hands.
"Yue'er what are you doing?"
"Shut up! I want to kill your killer, Kake.. " Shu Yue instantly stopped the swing of her hand, her face turning towards her grandfather.
"Grandfather... !"
Shu Yue scattered herself happily, leaping to hug the very grandfather.
"At last you're aware too, grandfather... You know I've always worried about you" Shu Yue complained with a teary face.
"You're this... Are you going to kill your grandfather's helper? Do you want grandpa to live with guilt, huh?" Patriarch Shu pulled the nose of the girl in her twenties to know it, making her turn away a embarrassed face.
"Thank you young man, and forgive my granddaughter." Patriarch Shu knew who was helping him because only one person had a foreign face in his head.
Zhou Fan shook his hand with a smile. "I understand that patriarch, not everyone has good eyes."
Shu Yue glared her eyes upon hearing Zhou Fan's words. Did he say I had bad eyes? Thought Shu Yue.
"Chairman Ji, please prepare a room for the resting place of young master Zhou," said patriarch Shu, he also heard Zhou Fan while he was still half conscious.
"Before thank you, but I have to go..," Zhou Fan said.
"Just go, there's nothing holding you here." Shu Yue said in a soft voice, but it was heard by everyone.
Patriarch Shu immediately stared intently at his grandson, but only for a moment before turning to Zhou Fan. "Young master Zhou, please stay in this sect for some time, so that I don't look like a person who knows the return."
Huft..
Zhou Fan nodded. "I don't want if the patriarch feels like that, I'll stay one day here."
Patriarch Shu developed a smile, he then glanced towards his grandson. "Yue'er, can you help young master Zhou to find his room?"
"Grandfathers and elders there are things to discuss." Shu Yue had not had time to refute, patriarch Shu first confirmed.
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On a street garden sect tower five....
"If you want to just go, no one forbids," Shu Yue grumbled as she walked side by side with Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows next to his. "I just remembered, there was someone who said he would do anything if he could heal his grandfather."
"But I forgot who he was, do you know?" zhou Fan asked Shu Yue.
The girl tightened her fist, wanting to feel like she hit the head of the young man beside her.
"Do you know what he did to his grandfather's savior? ... He beat him, if the grandfather didn't stop him somehow the savior's fate."
Ck ckc..
Zhou Fan clucked while shaking lightly.
"Shut up!"
Shu Yue shouted until it made Zhou Fan go silent for a moment. Shu Yue who was being annoyed no matter Zhou Fan's reaction, she blocked the young man's steps.
"Are you the woman who uses her mouth as a weapon?!"