After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 243 Master
Meng Sheng's illness was not life-threatening; he would be fine even if left untreated for three to five years. However, Mo Jiuwei came to treat Meng Sheng first after treating her seriously ill disciples, and there was naturally a reason for this—

If she doesn't cure this Earth-level alchemist, won't she be exhausted to death!

Mo Jiuwei has been exhausted these past few days, but she can't slack off or procrastinate.

If this is delayed for even a day or two, someone will die from the illness!

You should know that the patients she selected were all quite outstanding. The more serious the illness, the more outstanding they were. Otherwise, why would she create such trouble for herself?

Meng Sheng couldn't help with the seriously ill person, so Mo Jiuwei had to hurry up and teach Du Yue, otherwise they wouldn't be able to catch up.

Thankfully, we finally made it through.

But Mo Jiuwei didn't want to take on all the patients who weren't in acute condition; she already had a plan:
If Meng Sheng can cure it, then let Meng Sheng cure it.

Those whom Meng Sheng couldn't cure were divided into two groups. One group would still be guided by Mo Jiuwei to help Du Yue, while the other group would have Mo Jiuwei give the pill formula to Meng Sheng so that he could refine it.

He is, after all, a high-level alchemist. His strength and comprehension are undeniable. With the pill formula, he will be able to master it sooner or later.

If there are any problems that he can't solve, then it's not too late for Mo Jiuwei to give him guidance.

As for whether Meng Sheng will do anything detrimental to the Immortal Sect after giving them the formula... that's not something to consider.

These days, besides Mo Jiuwei, Du Yue is also exhausted, because Mo Jiuwei only moves her mouth and points with her finger, but she is the one who does the actual work!

The thought of having a laborer to share the workload made her so happy that she wanted to pat Meng Sheng on the back and say, "Good brother!"
So when Du Yue saw Meng Sheng recover, she was genuinely happy for him.

"My dantian is really healed..."

Meng Sheng clutched his stomach, his palms trembling slightly.

He looked at Xu Yihan and found that the sect leader seemed completely unsurprised, only smiling with relief and calmness.

Meng Sheng was deeply moved, and with tears in his eyes, he thanked Xu Yihan.

"Thank you, Sect Leader! Thank you, Immortal Sect, for healing my dantian. I, Meng Sheng, will do anything you need in the future, even at the cost of my life!"

For him, being unable to refine pills might be more terrifying than death.

If it weren't for the fact that he could still guide the younger generation in his family and was worried about the great changes that would happen to his family after his death, his Dao heart might have collapsed long ago, and he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.

But now it seems it was all worth it; he has finally seen the clouds part.

"Very good. The Immortal Sect is now rebuilding from scratch and needs an outstanding disciple like you to help. In the future, there will probably be a lot of things that require your attention," Xu Yihan said with a smile.

Meng Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and he readily agreed.

He could heal his own dantian, and the Immortal Sect almost gave him a new life. What's so difficult about doing something for them?
Even if he didn't join the Immortal Sect, he would still refine pills continuously, almost without stopping.

It's all the same thing, so there's nothing wrong with doing it for the sect.

but……

"May I ask the sect leader who the master who refined this pill is? May I thank him in person?" Meng Sheng asked sincerely.

He was incredibly curious about this person, and he also felt immense respect for him.

He had seen the Breakthrough Pill at a friend's house before and had even examined it closely, but even he couldn't name the medicinal herbs inside. He especially couldn't recall the herb that emitted the strange fragrance.

In fact, Meng Sheng could tell that the pill was not difficult to refine, and the amount of medicinal materials used was not large. Even a Yellow-level alchemist could probably refine it.

This is not to say that the elixir is bad; on the contrary, the fact that such simple medicinal materials can achieve such an effect is enough to demonstrate the mystery of its formula!
Meng Sheng had long been curious about who the master who could come up with such a formula was, because he believed that he himself could never make it.

Even among the Earth-level and Heaven-level alchemists that Meng Sheng already knew, none of them could create it.

Not to mention the breakthrough pills, the seriously ill disciples of the Immortal Sect, his own dantian injury, and the rumored promise from the sect leader to cure a disciple with pill poisoning... all of this indicates that the Immortal Sect has an extremely powerful alchemist!

This person must be at least at the Heavenly level, and may even reach the legendary "Immortal" level!
With such a senior in the Immortal Sect, who even refined pills for him, how could he possibly miss this opportunity to get to know him?

"I will pass on your gratitude for you," Xu Yihan said with a smile. "Or you can ask Du Yue to convey it to you."

"Du Yue?"

Meng Sheng was surprised and turned to look at Du Yue.

This Master Du is a senior disciple of the Immortal Sect. Although she is a bit young, Meng Sheng is quite polite to her.

But should I ask her to convey this message?
“Yes, after all, Du Yue is the master’s disciple, so it’s most appropriate for her to pass on the message,” Xu Yihan said.

Meng Sheng's eyes widened, and when he looked at Du Yue again, he was filled with amazement and envy!

"You are actually a disciple of the master? May I ask what the master's name is and what his background is? I apologize, I have no intention of offending you, I truly admire you and wish to meet the master." Meng Sheng cupped his hands towards Du Yue, forcing a smile on his face.

Du Yue, a young girl like that, should never have even met Meng Sheng once, given the vast difference in their abilities and experience.

But with such a master as her teacher, everything changed.

Therefore, Meng Sheng showed no disrespect towards Du Yue at this moment, but instead treated her as an equal.

The master is also my senior, and if I have the opportunity, I would like to become his disciple. In that case, I would naturally be of the same generation as Du Yue.

Du Yue pursed her lips with difficulty, but glanced at Mo Jiuwei—

Help!

She really wanted to say, "The master you want to ask about is sitting on my senior sister's lap, and he's watching you right now."

But of course, she couldn't say those words, so she had to endure it with great difficulty.

“I’m sorry, my master… she is a reclusive master, very few people know her name, and she doesn’t like to meet others, so I’m afraid I can’t agree to arrange a meeting for you.” Du Yue’s face flushed slightly. “However, I will pass on your gratitude to her.”

Mo Jiuwei took a bite of the fruit.

Hmm... I've already seen it.

Meng Sheng did not notice that many people, including the sect leader, showed expressions of barely suppressed amusement, although these expressions only appeared for a brief moment.

He felt utterly disappointed. This master, who was highly respected by many alchemists, looked like an abandoned dog, pitiful all over.

"In that case, thank you very much, Master Du," Meng Sheng replied with a forced smile.

"Master Meng, you're too kind. If nothing unexpected happens, my master may still have something he needs you to do," Du Yue added.