Qin Cheng raised his foot and kicked the unconscious Jin Rusong down like he was kicking garbage.

"Tell him later not to provoke me again, or I will break his limbs."

"Yes, we don't dare to do it anymore."

Those subordinates, as if they were receiving an amnesty, quickly grabbed Jin Rushong and ran away.

After returning, Qin Cheng first refined all these elixirs. His consciousness was successfully restored, and then Qin Cheng came to the palace of the third elder.

"You look good, you must have taken my red elixir."

Seeing the third elder, Qin Cheng spoke calmly.

The third elder's expression froze. Even in front of the young man Qin Cheng, he was a little unwilling to admit it, but it was true that Qin Cheng was much better than him in terms of his ability to refine medicine and his understanding of elixirs.

"But your elixir can only help relieve my pain, but cannot cure my disease." The third elder said through gritted teeth.

"That's why I came today."

Qin Cheng shook his head and walked to the alchemy room.

"Bring out those spiritual herbs and celestial herbs you had last time, and I'll help you solve the ghost problem first."

"Can you really cure my disease? Relieving the symptoms and curing the disease are two different things." The third elder took out the herbs again and said with some doubts.

There is no way, he has been deceived by those alchemists over the years.

All the savings he had accumulated over the years were stolen by various alchemists. In the last few years, the third elder simply drove away all the alchemists and started to refine the medicine on his own.

"Whether it can be cured or not, you will know after swallowing my pill." Qin Cheng said with a calm expression.

"Is it true that the disease can be cured without using the colorful butterfly fairy grass?" the third elder asked again.

He has not forgotten that he sent people everywhere to collect information about the Butterfly Immortal Grass, and arranged for Zhuo Ju to go through a lot of effort to get it back, but Qin Cheng said it was useless.

"Of course, if you believe in this thing, I will refine two furnaces of elixirs. If you are not afraid of death, I can refine one furnace according to your elixir recipe." Qin Cheng said with a mocking smile.

"Forget it, don't be suspicious of others. Since I trust you and have taken your elixir, what else do I have to disbelieve?"

The third elder gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, if these two toxins are not resolved in my body, I won't be able to live for long. How can you lie to me?"

"Just say whatever you need, I'll leave first." After the third elder said that, he left.

Qin Cheng nodded in approval. The three elders were decisive.

Once you make up your mind, you won't even monitor the alchemy anymore. You will directly hand it over to Qin Cheng.

Of course, Qin Cheng had no intention of tampering with the elixir.

The third elder was at the first level of the distraction realm and was seriously injured, which he might not notice, and it was not in line with his plan.

Afterwards, Qin Cheng put all his energy into alchemy.

The elixir used to treat the third elder was an eighth-grade mid-level elixir from the Zhenger Ba Jing, which was also quite difficult for Qin Cheng.

Although he has used it countless times in the medicine refining space these days, he cannot guarantee 100% success.

Just when Qin Cheng was busy in the alchemy room.

There was no good place in his body, just like Jin Rusong who had just experienced a life and death disaster. With the help of several men, he entered a palace on the top of the mountain with a miserable expression.

Jin Rusong had forgotten how long he had been tortured by Qin Cheng. He kept going back and forth with various injuries, which almost made him suffer a mental breakdown.

This caused him to faint, and he didn't regain consciousness until the evening.

The first time after waking up, he asked his men to take him to see the second young master, Nie Feilu.

"Qin Cheng. If you dare to humiliate me like this, I will never let you go."

Jin Rusong looked excited and gritted his teeth angrily, throwing Qin Cheng's previous warning aside.

I am in the outer sect. Over the years, I have been a domineering existence that no one dares to mess with.

But today, in front of thousands of pairs of eyes, Qin Cheng had his limbs broken off again and again. His hand tendons and hamstrings were severed, and he was burned by spiritual fire, penetrated by spiritual energy, and disfigured. He was simply being treated like a monkey.

Although he could not avenge such a shameful humiliation, Mr. Nie could definitely help him vent his anger.

And as long as Mr. Nie takes action, Qin Cheng will be crushed to death in an instant!

He staggered into the palace on the top of the mountain. Before he entered, he heard waves of whipping and screams.

This made Jin Rusong's pupils shrink. If he had ever seen cruel methods, Nie Feilu was no worse than Qin Cheng.

Jin Rusong walked in and saw Nie Feilu waving a whip and beating a man who was tied to a stone pillar opposite.

Jin Rusong suddenly recognized that this man was a very upright deacon of the Fire Feather Sect. Last week, Nie Feilu was offended because one of the items he filled out in the inner disciple examination was the medium qualification.

At this time, the deacon, who should be respected by the disciples of the sect, was tied to the stone pillar like this, with blood dripping all over his body, half alive, and not a single piece of flesh could be seen from above and below.

"Young Master." Jin Rusong called out cautiously.

"Um?"

Nie Feilu is tall and thin, with a pale face and a look of excessive indulgence. The most eye-catching thing is that he has a pair of long and narrow eyes, like poisonous snakes.

It is fierce and fierce, as if it is breathing out murderous intent, as if it chooses people to devour at any time.

Nie Feilu glanced over. Jin Rushong's heart trembled, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

"How did you end up like this?" Nie Feilu frowned when he saw that Jin Rushong was injured all over his body.

"Could it be that if you went to the inner sect, Zhuo Ju would dare to bully you?"

"Young master, you want to avenge me. I haven't come to see you these days, and you still don't know that I didn't go to the inner sect at all."

When he got to the point of pain, Jin Rusong's face was filled with pain, and he ignored the injuries all over his body and knelt down in front of Nie Feilu with a thud.

"What's going on?" Nie Feilu frowned.

"In this Fire Feather Sect, my father is like a god. I am the second person, and there are still people who dare not give me face."

"Young master, not only am I not giving you face, I'm just slapping you in the face."

Jin Rusong added fuel to the fire and talked about Zhuo Ju and Qin Cheng's affairs.

Nie Feilu's expression suddenly darkened.

"You mean, that Qin Cheng, not only robbed you of your qualification as an inner disciple, but also severely injured you, and even threatened to show disdain for me."

"Yes, Qin Cheng is very arrogant. Today, in front of all the outer disciples, he broke my limbs again and again. He didn't take the young master seriously at all."

Jin Rusong added fuel to the fire, making Nie Feilu angry.

"court death!"

Nie Feilu groaned and punched a stone statue next to him into ashes.

"The people of the three elders are becoming more and more arrogant. They actually don't even take me seriously. It's just a mere Qincheng, how dare I take action?"

"You, go and call that kid over. I want to treat him well." Nie Feilu pointed to a subordinate next to him.

The subordinate obeyed the order. After leaving for a while, he came back quickly.

"Sir, Qin Cheng is not at the mansion. Some people say that he went to the third elder's hall."
Chapter completed!