A talent for taking a beating

"How did you treat her?" Xu Yuanqing couldn't help asking.

"With various pills, of course, and some Western potions." Chen Xuan was rather surprised. Did the Immortal Alliance not have such things?

The pills naturally came from Mala Village. Aside from blood oranges, which hastened clotting and healing, Lingdang had also received Colorful Chrysanthemum Pills. These were produced in smaller quantities but were more effective, rapidly replenishing her stamina. The Western potions were, of course, alchemical products supplied by the witch, such as painkillers and Awakening Powder.

"May I take a look?"

"Of course." Chen Xuan pointed to the medicines on the table. "There's still some left. It's all over there."

Xu Yuanqing immediately went over, picked up a pill, and examined it closely in his palm.

It was perfectly round and gave off a faint, unusual fragrance. Viewed from a different angle, its surface even shimmered with five-colored light.

As for its spiritual energy, that was contained entirely within it, seamlessly integrated with the pill.

Even a layman could tell that this was something extraordinary.

The Immortal Alliance certainly had medicine, but most of it consisted of decoctions brewed from natural spirit herbs. Not only did they need to be prepared and taken on the spot, their effects were nowhere near enough to heal someone completely within two hours!

Pill refining was an even less promising prospect. Only fifty years ago had the Immortal Alliance finally reached a consensus that pills containing ingredients such as cinnabar, realgar, and stone fat did far more harm than good. They were unsuitable for regular medicinal use, let alone treating injuries.

He had originally thought the spells Chen Xuan possessed were worth making an exception for, allowing a cultivator from outside the Central Plains to establish his own sect. Now, however, that decision