To avoid being caught in the crossfire, Li Xingtian and the others had moved far from the center of the battlefield early on.
They could no longer see Chu Xingchen fighting from here. They could only gauge the general situation through their divine sense and the terrifying shock waves that came from the clashes every so often.
Master currently held an overwhelming advantage.
However, Li Xingtian seemed to have opened up a second battlefield of his own.
"What dog shit did you just feed me, brat?!" Qinghe grabbed Li Xingtian by the collar and demanded furiously, "I asked you for healing medicine! Not your master's Perfect Tonic Pill!"
"What you just ate was healing medicine my master refined... not a Perfect Tonic Pill," Li Xingtian said, looking utterly innocent.
"Every medicine my master refines tastes the same. Only the effects are different..."
Qinghe snapped, "Then why didn't you say so?! Even the sect leader can't stand your master's pills! How am I, a little flood dragon who hasn't even grown up yet, supposed to take it?!"
Li Xingtian said helplessly, "I told you to take Martial Uncle Xie's pills in the first place... You were the one who suspected I was hiding the good stuff from you. Besides, I take Master's pills when I'm injured too. They work very well."
This was not Qinghe's first time taking a pill Chu Xingchen had refined. Counting the one Li Xingtian had given her, this was her second time.
While selling pills for Granny Bai, she had seen the people from Pill Peak singing the praises of these Perfect Tonic Pills, making them sound utterly uncanny.
In particular, those who took the pills wore hideously contorted expressions and wailed for their fathers and mothers.
It looked utterly fake, as though they were possessed.