Chapter 118 Too Bad

An hour later.

"Boss, this is sent by the suzerain, and he said that he will hand it over to you personally!"

Kulai handed a space ring to Mo Wentian respectfully.

"Sent by the half-step Sword Emperor?"

"This efficiency is really fast!"

Mo Wentian grinned, then took the interspatial ring, his mind swept over the interspatial ring, and a large piece of elixir appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"One hundred copies, it really is the Immortal Sword Sect that has been passed down for five thousand years, if I knew it, I would have asked for a few more..."

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, he asked for fifty copies of the Sword Emperor Pellet, but the half-step Sword Emperor asked someone to send one hundred copies.

"With this one hundred copies, at least ninety Sword Emperor Pills can be refined. My Mo family is developing, and Xiaojiao and Tianhu have also reached the peak of sword masters. This half-step Sword Emperor is really a gift. Just in time!"

Grinning, Mo Wentian put away the space ring with a smile.

Immediately, Chao Kulai ordered: "For the next three days, no one should disturb me!"

"Yes, boss!"

Ku Lai agreed respectfully.

In the fairy sword gate.

Mo Wentian's figure quietly disappeared.

"Boss, where are we going?"

Xiao Jiao lay on Mo Wentian's shoulder, rubbed his eyes and asked lazily.

"Find a place where the half-step Sword Emperor can't sense it!"

Mo Wentian grinned, refining imperial pills will be tempered by thunder calamity. Once thunder calamity occurs, the half-step Sword Emperor will naturally know that Mo Wentian has refined it into Sword Emperor Pill.

It is natural to know how many Sword Emperor Pills Mo Wentian refined.

When he came out to make alchemy, Mo Wentian's purpose was...

I don't want to hand over all the refined Sword Emperor Pills to the half-step Sword Emperor.

"Here it is!"

In a hidden mountain stream, Mo Wentian's figure stopped.

Asking Xiaojiao to watch over him, Mo Wentian began to practice pills.

"Boom..."

In the mountain stream, there were thunderous sounds from time to time, and the fragrance of medicines filled the air. These medicinal materials were quickly refined into elixirs by Mo Wentian.

after one day.

"Thirty-eight ovens..."

Putting away the elixir, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged again, and began to recover the sword energy in his body.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian started alchemy again.

In this way, three days passed quietly.

Immortal Sword Gate, in the Immortal Sword Palace.

"Sect Master, there has been no movement in the Sword King Pavilion for the past three days, does this kid..."

Qi Yu looked at the half-step Sword Emperor above him, his eyes flickered slightly.

"No movement!"

The half-step Sword Emperor's eyes flashed with light, but the next moment, his eyes suddenly beamed with joy, and he saw a thunderbolt directly smashing down from the top of the Sword King Pavilion.

"Imperial elixir, could it be that the Heavenly Pill Emperor successfully refined the imperial elixir again!"

"My God, if only I was a disciple of the Sword King Pavilion!"

"I heard that the Sword King Pavilion will start recruiting disciples tomorrow, hurry up and sign up, otherwise there will be no places left!"

"Really, go quickly..."

...

The entire Immortal Sword City vibrated instantly, and the half-step Sword Emperor and the two elders also hurried towards the Sword King Pavilion.

In the small courtyard of the Sword King Pavilion.

"Boss, you are too bad, you only refine one furnace for one hundred medicines..."

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with contempt in his eyes.

It's not bad, it's bad, good or bad!

One hundred elixirs were perfectly refined, one hundred Sword Emperor Pills were all refined, but the last one, Mo Wentian insisted on bringing it to the Sword King Pavilion for refining.

so……

Mo Wentian also gave the half-step Sword Emperor an illusion that in the past three days, Mo Wentian had only successfully refined one batch of Sword Emperor Pills!

"Ask the Heavenly Pill Emperor!"

Sure enough, not long after Mo Wentian refined the Sword Emperor Pellet, half-step Sword Emperor and two elders came directly to the Sword King Pavilion.

"Meet the suzerain!"

"Meet the First Elder and Second Elder!"

...

The disciples of the Sword King Pavilion quickly knelt down and bowed down.

In the small courtyard, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged, Mo Wentian's face became even paler, and that sluggish look made people feel distressed.

"What's the matter with you, young master?"

Mo Qingyu came out from nowhere, and looked at Mo Wentian with tears streaming down her face.

"Half-step Sword Emperor!"

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, and the breath on his body was extremely weak.

Then he touched it from his bosom, and a jade bottle came out.

"Sword Emperor Pill!"

Seeing the jade bottle in Mo Wentian's hands, the eyes of the two elders were full of fire.

That's...

The Sword Emperor Pill that allows them to break through the Sword Emperor!

"Sect Master, Wentian's alchemy skills are not good, even one hundred furnaces can only be refined into one!"

Handing the Sword Emperor Pill to the half-step Sword Emperor, Mo Wentian said with a face full of shame.

"Only one was refined!"

The half-step Sword Emperor was slightly taken aback, and the two elders were also taken aback. How would the two elders share a Sword Emperor Pellet?

Although there are some complaints in my heart.

But when they saw Mo Wentian, the two elders and the half-step Sword Emperor, their expressions softened instantly.

"Ask the Heavenly Pill Emperor, thank you for your hard work!"

Half-step Sword Emperor's voice was extremely gentle.

"No problem, no problem..."

Mo Wentian was overwhelmed with flattery.

But in his heart, he burst into laughter, what the hell, the remaining ninety-nine Sword Emperor Pills are enough to make his Mo family the number one power in the Southern Region!

"Ask the Heavenly Pill Emperor, thank you!"

The two elders also looked at Mo Wentian gratefully. Although they didn't know why Mo Wentian's refining was so smooth last time at the sword stage, but this time he failed so many times.

But a few people knew that it was very difficult to refine imperial medicine pills.

Even for an imperial alchemist, the success rate is extremely low.

"Okay, you all back down!"

Half-step Sword Emperor waved his hand and said to the two elders.

"Yes, suzerain!"

Seeing this, the two elders could only leave reluctantly.

"etc……"

Just when the two elders were about to leave, Mo Wentian suddenly let out a soft cry.

"Ask the Heavenly Pill Emperor, what are you..."

"Sect Master, I Wentian is also a member of the Immortal Sword Sect. I think the two elders are already in the realm of gods, but my Immortal Sword Sect is at the end of the three major sword gates. In Wentian's heart, I always want to strengthen my Immortal Sword Sect. !"

"This Sword Emperor Pill was refined on the sword stage last time, so I donated it to the sect!"

A jade bottle appeared in Mo Wentian's hand, and he handed it over with a sincere face.

"Sword Emperor Pill?"

"The last time it was refined on the sword platform?"

The eyes of the two elders and the half-step sword emperor lit up instantly.

The disciples of the Sword King Pavilion all looked at Mo Wentian with admiration, for the sake of the Immortal Sword Sect, they donated the Sword Emperor Pellet, what is this...

Righteousness!

"Ask the Heavenly Pill Emperor, thank you!"

The half-step sword emperor said with a sincere face.

"No problem..."

Mo Wentian ignored Xiaojiao's disdainful eyes, and directly handed the jade bottle to the half-step sword emperor.

"Qi Yu, thank you for asking the Heavenly Pill Emperor!"

"Xuan Mu, thank you for asking the Heavenly Pill Emperor!"

The two elders saluted Mo Wentian respectfully. The two Sword Emperor Pellets are enough for the two of them...

Promoted to Sword Emperor!