Feng Jiu was startled for a moment and looked at the five or six people. Three of them were servants with strength at the foundation-building stage, while the other three were sect disciples according to the jade tokens on their waists with strength at the golden elixir level. Together with the servant who led the way, there were seven people in total.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked blankly, looking confused.
One of them stepped forward and gave him a push with his big hand: "Boy, are you taking on all the work on the Eighth Peak?"
Fengjiu staggered backwards, and was tripped by another person's foot. She screamed and fell to the ground, looking at the seven people surrounding her in astonishment.
"Why are you bullying me?"
She spoke with a sense of grievance, lowering her eyes and looking sad, but a faint light flashed across the depths of her eyes.
She obviously didn't bully anyone else, so why did you bully her? She has been keeping a low profile recently, so why did you provoke her
"Take out the stuff! We know that you have been very popular in the various peaks recently, and many alchemy brothers have rewarded you with a lot of pills."
"I gave all the pills away." She raised her head and glanced at the man who spoke.
She remembered this person, an alchemist from the Sixth Peak. His alchemy skills were average. It was said that he had been in the sect for quite some time, but he couldn't even pass the examination to become an alchemist.
"Give it away? Ha, who are you kidding? Even if you, a runner, give the pills away, you will keep some for yourself. It's impossible to give away all of them."
He sneered, crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Feng Jiu who was sitting on the ground, and said impatiently: "Hurry up and take out the elixir. Also, if you know what's best for you, go back and ask the steward to give up the job of delivering elixirs to the Eighth Peak. Otherwise, hmph!"
At this moment, Feng Jiu, who was sitting on the ground, was thinking: should I deal with them? Killing them is not an option, as it will cause too much trouble. Beating them up? This did not seem to work either, because the strength she showed was only at the foundation building stage. If a cultivator at the foundation building stage could really beat up several cultivators at the golden elixir stage, the people above would probably be alarmed.
Then hold her head and let them beat and scold her? She didn't want to suffer such a loss! Give them some medicine? That's possible.
At this time, Fengjiu did not notice that in the air not far away, a white figure was flying down from the Ninth Peak on a sword, heading towards the Eighth Peak. However, when that figure accidentally glanced at Fengjiu who was sitting on the ground surrounded by six or seven people, the figure paused slightly.
Shangguan Wanrong frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes fell on the place on the hillside behind. She was standing on a high place with her sword and looking down, if she was below, such a place would not be noticed by anyone.
What made her stop was that the young man sitting on the ground was the one who brought her the elixir that day.
Even in such an alchemy sect, the law of the jungle prevails. That young man only has the foundation-building stage and is just an errand boy. I'm afraid he will be targeted and bullied by those people.
This was none of her business, and it was not her place to meddle in other people's business. However, seeing the young man surrounded by people, sitting helplessly on the ground, all alone and helpless, her heart couldn't help but soften.