CHAPTER 308: CHAPTER 206: MEN SHOULD BEAR SOME HARDSHIPS! [SEEKING SUBSCRIPTIONS!]

The entire great hall instantly fell silent as a graveyard.

It was clear to everyone present that the person standing upright was genuinely furious.

This Elder Murong had always been seen as a kind-hearted figure.

It was even rare for anyone to see him make a move.

At this moment, Elder Murong hadn’t shown any of his true power, yet he made everyone in the room catch their breath.

The disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall, who had wanted to speak up, were now silent as cicadas in winter.

By this time, even a fool could understand that something was amiss. Damn! It was obvious Elder Murong intended to protect Murong Fenghua. They had joined the sect later in life, so they naturally didn’t recognize Murong Fenghua, nor were they aware of the relationship between the two. If they had known, they wouldn’t have come looking for trouble. As the newer generation, how could they know so much?

While others who acted so arrogantly might face minor punishment, Murong Fenghua had been missing for many years. At such a moment, Elder Murong would be overjoyed at his return, hardly willing to consider punishment.

"Why are you angry, Elder Murong? I was merely speaking off the cuff," said the person who had spoken before, now smiling faintly as if to brush the matter aside lightly.

In the face of Elder Murong’s icy stare, he even managed to keep a smile.

After all, anyone who became an Elder of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land was not someone easily trifled with.

"Haha, yes, why should Elder Murong be angry over such a trivial matter? Let’s not spoil the mood over this," another Elder quickly intervened, aiming to defuse the situation.

"Elder Ye, what do you say?" another voice suggested, hinting that the Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall should comment.

"It’s a small matter; handle it however you see fit. No need to involve me," responded the Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, expressionless.

This was a matter he had no desire to be dragged into.

Just then, a particularly perceptive disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall took a step forward and said, "Elders, let Elder Murong decide on this matter."

This could be seen as the injured party’s side issuing a statement.

"Yes, yes, it’s all a misunderstanding, a minor issue," the other Law Enforcement Hall disciples chimed in, understanding the cue and implicitly looking to Elder Murong for guidance.

All of them were imperial youths: intelligent and perceptive. Aside from a stubborn few, most were well-versed in the ways of the world.

"Hahaha, all is well if the misunderstanding is cleared up," another Elder chimed in, smoothing things over once more.

Elder Murong’s expression began to soften.

As for the one who had spoken up initially, he quietly stepped back.

With that, the atmosphere in the room instantly became harmonious.

Many turned their gaze to the Law Enforcement Hall disciple who had spoken first. Hmm, this lad is dignified and sensible. Not bad, someone who could be nurtured if there’s an opportunity in the future.

"A minor issue... yes, yes, all minor, all misunderstandings," grumbled the disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall lying on the ground, his expression darkening. Damn it, now you’re all best buddies! Does no one care about the injustice I’ve suffered? So I was just beaten for nothing?! I won’t accept this!

"What is your name?" Elder Murong asked at this moment, as he slowly stepped forward.

"Replying to Elder, this disciple’s name is Wen Zhiang," the disciple replied, his face briefly flashing with panic, as if he feared betraying his recent thoughts.

"Wen Zhiang, you’re quite good," Elder Murong said slowly after looking Wen Zhiang up and down. "I observe that you are diligent and responsible in your duties. If you are willing, you may become my disciple once your injuries have healed."

Even before Wen Zhiang could answer, a jade bottle appeared in Elder Murong’s hand.

In an instant, a refreshing medicinal fragrance pervaded the entire hall.

"I may not be proficient in much else," Elder Murong said, "but I do have some understanding of elixir crafting. I have an elixir here that I just refined. Take it."

With a thought from Elder Murong, an elixir shimmering with flowing light and color emerged from the jade bottle, hovering before everyone’s eyes.

Upon closer inspection, the elixir was covered with several intricate patterns. Indeed, there were four distinct elixir patterns on it.

When an elixir is refined to its utmost perfection, elixir patterns will appear. Most alchemists could spend their entire lives without successfully refining an elixir with such patterns. Even if they managed it, it would typically be by a stroke of luck rather than skill. Each additional elixir pattern doubles the elixir’s efficacy, and this effect is cumulative: one pattern means double the potency, two patterns mean four times, three patterns mean eight times, and so on. This particular elixir, bearing a full four elixir patterns, possessed sixteen times the normal efficacy, highlighting its incredible preciousness.

"Th-this...this..." Wen Zhiang stammered, his face flushing as he perceived the elixir before him. His background was not insignificant; he was considered a God pride from a prominent faction. Yet, he had never witnessed an elixir with four patterns.

"A Four-striped Heaven Pill!" one of the Elders exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock, a reaction mirrored by the other Elders present. It actually had four elixir patterns!

All eyes suddenly fixed on Elder Murong. You crafty old fox! To think you refined such a supreme-grade elixir and kept it quiet!

Instantly, Elder Murong became the center of attention.

If it had been anyone else, they would have bragged about it long ago.

Such elixirs were meant to be revered, as they were incredibly rare.

And judging by Murong Fenghua’s current demeanor, it was clear Elder Murong intended to have Wen Zhiang consume the Four-striped Heaven Pill.

The next moment, as expected, the elixir went directly into Wen Zhiang’s mouth.

BUZZ!

Wen Zhiang’s body shook violently as the immense medicinal power erupted within him.

CRACK! CRACK!

In an instant, Wen Zhiang’s injuries were healed.

Yes, in that very moment, all his injuries had been completely restored.