The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1004: It Was Even Better if He Wasn’t Here for the Pills!

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Seeing that Beiting Huang was as tense as a cheetah that had seen its prey and was ready to pounce on it at any moment, Rikedo hurriedly said, “Master Ninth Huang, this person is Master Ai Lan from the Alchemist Union. He’s a pill refiner. He’s very good friends with our leader. This person is already a One Sword Spiritual Grandmaster. He won’t covet our Spirit Breaking Pill.”

It was even better if he wasn’t here for the pills!

Before Beiting Huang could heave a sigh of relief, she heard Ai Lan shout again as if he had gone crazy. He grabbed the lapel of Qin Duan’s chest. Everyone could clearly see that Qin Duan was almost suffocating from his grip. His face was flushed red. “Where did you get this bottle of Spirit Breaking Pills? Tell me quickly, where did you get it?”

He couldn’t wait. Even though Beiting Huang had been through hundreds of battles and had accumulated countless combat experience in her previous and current lives, she couldn’t help but hide behind Rikedo.

When dealing with a lunatic, forgive her for not being mentally prepared.

Qin Duan was so angry that he slapped Ai Lan. The latter was still afraid of death and let go. Qin Duan finally caught his breath and bent over, coughing non-stop. He was also afraid of Ai Lan. He pointed in Beiting Huang’s direction. “Him, him, go find him!”

He didn’t say who he should look for. Ai Lan pulled his hair back and looked in the direction Qin Duan was pointing. This old man was really lucky. He saw Beiting Huang’s unfamiliar face at a glance and saw him dodging. He rushed towards him like a gust of wind.

Beiting Huang was frightened by this lunatic. Fortunately, this old man was fast, but Qin Yu was even faster. He stepped in front of Beiting Huang and blocked the old man. “Senior Ai Lan, this bottle of pills was given to me by my friend, but he didn’t refine it!”

“Then who refined it?” Ai Lan had a good impression of Qin Yu. It was probably because Qin Yu had never lied, so Ai Lan trusted him very much.

“It’s His Highness the Night King. Yes, it’s His Highness the Night King!” Qin Yu said as he stretched out his hand towards Ai Lan, meaning, “Return the pills to me.”

The old man was crazy, but he was not stupid. He understood what Qin Yu meant. He brought the bottle to his nose and sniffed it again. He carefully savored the formula of the medicinal pill and slammed the bottle into Qin Yu’s palm. “Stingy person. Hmph, one day, I will still refine the medicinal pill!”

After this old man went crazy, he flashed into the opposite door like the wind. His speed was as fast as lightning, making the corners of Beiting Huang’s eyes twitch.

“Whew!”

Beiting Huang felt that almost everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Even she felt like a nightmare had passed.

“Heavens, this person is so scary!” Mu Qingling had lingering fears. At this moment, she walked to Beiting Huang’s side and held her arm.

“It’s alright!” Seeing that Beiting Huang was still looking at the door opposite them, Qin Yu explained to her, “The Alchemist Union opposite is just a sub-union. Lord Ai Lan is the president of the sub-union. He’s a crazy alchemist, but he’s not a bad person. He used to give us some ordinary pills. However, he can’t refine the high-grade ones.”

“Interesting!” Beiting Huang spoke with a smile. She was indeed a little interested in this person. A person who was crazy about something was definitely not a complicated person. Beiting Huang preferred to deal with easy people.

Hearing Beiting Huang say that that person was interesting, Qin Yu simply shook his head and said in distress, “Little Ninth doesn’t know how crazy this person is. Ever since I found out that my intrinsic fire is Heavenly Fire, I’ve been poisoned by him countless times…”