Chapter 614 The Last Year

Elder Jiu had already said this, so Zhou Yiqiao couldn't pretend to be dumbfounded.

"As a disciple of the Netherworld Demon Sect, if the sect is in trouble, I am naturally willing to help."

Zhou Yiqiao looked like he was speaking righteously, and he had no intention of flying away just now.

Elder Jiu didn't say much. Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao agreed, he took him back to the camp.

"Motuo Mountain's sneak attack caused extremely heavy damage to the disciples in the logistics area."

"My dear nephew, you are extremely talented in alchemy. In the next period of time, I will ask you to participate in the refining of elixirs to make up for the gap."

Zhou Yiqiao listened carefully along the way, but did not interrupt and listened quietly.

After Elder Jiu finished explaining everything, Zhou Yiqiao answered respectfully.

"Since it is for the sect's contribution, this junior is obliged to do so."

"Haha, that's great!"

The elder Jiu laughed loudly upon hearing this, obviously appreciating Zhou Yiqiao's serious and responsible attitude.

He also knew that Zhou Yiqiao was not his direct disciple and could not be used for free, so he gave him a sweet date.

"Don't worry, dear nephew, I will keep the reward for relieving your anisophobia for you. Come back to my residence with me later, and I will give you the sect's reward."

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao thanked Elder Jiu again.

While the two were talking, they arrived at the place where the wine elder lived.

It's still the familiar thatched cottage. The only difference is that there is an inch-square wooden treasure box in the thatched cottage that exudes a delicate fragrance.

The elder Jiu stretched out his hand and the treasure box fell into his palm.

He hesitated slightly before opening the treasure box.

In an instant, Zhou Yiqiao was attracted by the fragrance emanating from the treasure box.

I saw a fist-sized black-red ball floating in the treasure box, exuding a strong cold air, as if even the space was frozen into ice.

"This is......"

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes narrowed sharply, his face full of excitement.

There was no other reason. After the bead was exposed to the air, a cool feeling suddenly emitted from his dantian.

This was a sign that the Qingshuang Jue he was practicing was operating, and it was three times stronger than usual.

"My nephew must have also felt the effect of such an orb."

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao's expression, the smile on Elder Jiu's face became even brighter.

"That's right, this object is a treasure specifically used to increase the speed of Qingshuang Jue cultivation, the Cold Soul Pearl."

It is not a secret that Zhou Yiqiao became the leader of the sect decades ago and was given the Qingshuang Jue. As a wine elder, he naturally knew it.

"It's such a treasure, no wonder the Qingshuang Jue in the disciple's body is activated!"

Zhou Yiqiao suddenly realized, and his heart suddenly became hot. If it weren't for the presence of the wine elder, he almost couldn't control himself and would take action.

"There are only three of this treasure in the entire sect. For any disciple of Qingshuang Jue, it is definitely a dream."

"The elders in the sect have discussed it many times and have always believed that only by giving this treasure to you can it be worthy of your achievements."

Having said this, the wine elder stopped his smile and continued seriously.

"But my dear nephew, you have to pay attention. Psychophobia is related to the secrets in the Lianbo Mine. Except for the elders of the sect and a small number of disciples, no one knows the true situation here."

"So this cold soul bead was also secretly transported. My dear nephew, during your daily practice, please don't show it to other disciples in the camp with great fanfare."

The wine elder warned him earnestly, after all, the anisophobia was of great importance, and a slight mistake could lead to a catastrophic disaster.

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao solemnly bowed to the wine elder with fists clasped and answered in a deep voice.

"Elder, please rest assured, this disciple understands the importance."

"That's good. You can go back and rest for a day, and then go to the logistics area to refine the elixir starting tomorrow."

"Yes."

......

The next morning, Zhou Yiqiao rushed to the logistics area early.

It wasn't until he came to the logistics area today that Zhou Yiqiao finally understood what the so-called "heavy losses" meant by the wine elder.

The logistics area was originally used as a place to supply logistics materials to the entire battlefield. All kinds of disciples of the various cultivation arts gathered here. It is not an exaggeration to say that they were crowded.

But now, there are only a few people left in the huge logistics area, and most of them are wounded soldiers and disabled soldiers who have suffered serious injuries.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

If he hadn't been taken to Wanmu Valley by Elder Jiu, he would probably have been attacked by three strong men from the Fusion Realm in Moduo Mountain while refining elixirs here.

The path to immortality, the first level and the first level, there are three major realms difference between Nascent Soul and Fusion. Even the aftermath of an attack is enough to make Zhou Yiqiao's soul fly away.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Zhou Yiqiao's back.

"I didn't expect that the master of alchemy among the new generation of disciples of our Nether Demon Sect would come back?"

While Zhou Yiqiao was thinking, a very discordant female voice came from behind.

Even if Zhou Yiqiao didn't look back, he could still tell the identity of the person coming from the voice.

After all, in the entire Lianbo camp, he had only offended one female cultivator, and he was the only one he knew.

"Senior Sister Liu, junior brother also works for the sect, why are you so aggressive."

"Humph."

Liu Yinyu didn't appreciate it, glared at Zhou Yiqiao and said sternly.

"I really don't know what kind of sect mission can make you leave the camp for several years?"

Zhou Yiqiao naturally couldn't tell the other party about anisophobia, so he simply kept silent and ignored him.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yinyu took advantage of this, thinking that Zhou Yiqiao was in the wrong, and became even more arrogant.

"I fell in love with you that day, but I was really deceived by your excuse of knowing your righteousness. Now it seems that it is just an excuse for you to escape from the camp mission!"

Seeing that Liu Yinyu continued to mess around and seemed to be returning to the attitude he had a few years ago, Zhou Yiqiao's expression turned cold.

You only have one year left in the camp, and you no longer need to endure the other party's entanglement like a shrew for your own plans.

"Please be careful what you say, Senior Sister Liu."

"Junior brother works for the sect, and senior brother Song Yang is also an insider. Senior sister doubts the legitimacy of junior brother, which only shows that senior sister is not qualified to know the content."

Zhou Yiqiao retorted with a cold face. Although he didn't point it out clearly, the meaning of his words made Liu Yinyu's face turn red instantly.

What a big joke. Back then, Zhou Yiqiao had to endure for his own plans over and over again, and the woman in front of him really thought that he was an easy person to get along with.

If the other party really wanted to continue to target her today, he, Zhou Yiqiao, would not be afraid of someone with a reputation of bullying the weak and would kill this unruly woman on the spot!

Demonic monks, why are you afraid of such infamy?