After the poisoned blood had drained away, Xiao Yan took out three or four bottles of Blood Coagulation Powder.
Before much more of the crimson blood could flow out, he applied it to her wounds.
The perfect-quality Blood Coagulation Powder quickly took effect. Before Xiao Yi Xian's astonished eyes, the three wounds scabbed over at a visible rate.
Only after finishing all this did Xiao Yan slowly say, "I'm not part of the herb-gathering team."
"With medicine this good, there's no one like you in an herb-gathering team."
Xiao Yi Xian stretched out a slender, jade-white finger and touched the newly formed scabs, then looked up in wonder.
"What kind of medicine is this? How can it be so effective?"
"The antidote powder was specially prepared by me. As for healing wounds, that's Blood Coagulation Powder I refined myself, a healing medicine that only alchemists can make." Xiao Yan smiled smugly.
"You refined it?" Xiao Yi Xian sized up Xiao Yan, who was only a few years older than herself, and curled her lips. "Shameless. Who knows, maybe you bought it somewhere."
"If you're an alchemist, wouldn't that make you even more talented than a legendary figure like Pill King Gu He in the future?"
Noticing Xiao Yi Xian's appearance, how could Yao Lao not know what Xiao Yan was thinking? He chuckled. "The little girl doesn't believe you."
"Why does no one believe the truth these days?" Xiao Yan sighed helplessly.
Yao Lao said, "It's better that she doesn't believe you. If she did, sooner or later you'd have to give yourself away too."
"Listen to you, old man. It's not like I'm a bad person."
The little puppet bird inhabited by Yao Lao raised its head to look at the sky and remained silent.
*I'm just afraid that