Jun Mohuang sneered when he heard Qiu Hailing's words.
"Haha, it is obvious that this old man Ye Mi used the resources of the college to become a spiritual medicine master, and he should make more contributions to the college in the future. But he is ungrateful, cheats, and immediately turns to the medicine master when something goes wrong in the college . From the dean’s point of view, it’s as if the college owes him. As the dean of Qianhuan Academy, he is so indifferent to helping outsiders.”
For people, selfishness is natural. She doesn't hate selfish people because Jun Mohuang himself is a selfish person.
But people like Master Ye Mi who have been favored by the academy and want to stab the academy when the academy encounters difficulties, people who make trouble and cause trouble, haha, I'm sorry, she won't give any face to such people. .
"Jun Mohuang, don't talk nonsense, you're eating the inside out!"
All the blood in Master Ye Mi's body suddenly rushed to his face.
He is a dignified three-star spiritual medicine master, always respected by others, and he cares about his own face the most.
It would be strange not to be angry when Jun Mohuang, a yellow-haired girl, pointed her nose in and scolded her.
"Huh, aren't you trying to steal the outsider? Old man Ye Mi, you dare to swear to the sky that you want the dragon blood fruit, not for the Yao family ancestors to refine the longevity pill?"
Jun Mohuang's black gem-like eyes looked at Ye Mi, flashing a mocking smile.
"Send it, I will make a blood oath to heaven now... Master... I..."
Master Ye Mi was so angry that his mind did not turn around completely.
He pointed directly to the sky and began to swear a blood oath. However, after he said something, he immediately realized what Jun Mohuang had just said.
The angry old face suddenly froze, and his tone became hesitant and embarrassed.
In Cangyuan Continent, blood oaths are sworn to the sky, and those who swear must tell the truth.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful you are in this life, you will not end well.
Master Ye Mi really wanted to refine the longevity pill to Shu Shangtian. Jun Mohuang was absolutely right. Under the blood oath, he would not dare to lie at all.
"It's yours and mine. Why, when it comes to swearing a blood oath, you don't dare to swear it, right? It seems that my guess is absolutely correct. I have not wronged you at all."
The ridicule in Jun Mohuang's eyes was even worse.
Dragon blood fruit, in addition to refining promotion pills that help practitioners find opportunities to advance, is also a very important elixir for refining life-extending pills.
When Jun Mohuang was refining the blood-stopping elixir in the spiritual medicine garden, he looked through the elixir prescriptions in the elementary elixir refining manual and saw the elixir recipe for the life-extending elixir.
At that time, she glanced casually and remembered the name of the dragon blood fruit in the prescription.
At that time, Jun Mohuang was still sighing, no wonder there were only five dragon blood fruit plants in the huge elixir garden of the college.
It turns out this thing is so precious.
So when Master Ye Mi forcefully asked her for the Dragon Blood Fruit, she knew that he only wanted the Promotion Pill and the Life Extension Pill.
However, the effectiveness of the promotion pill can only be used against people who are in the spirit-casting realm and under the age of forty.
For Master Ye Mi, who wants to embrace the medicine family, using dragon blood fruit to refine promotion elixirs cannot maximize the benefits of flattery.
Of course, he had to refine the longevity pill and directly please the ancestor of the medicine family in order to maximize his interests.
Just like giving gifts to ask for help in the 21st century, the recipient of the gift must of course be the one with the most power.
Master Ye Mi's face became even more ugly, and he was no different from his dead mother.
(End of chapter)