Not only were elder yang and elder mu envious of elder Qiu, but Qin Liyang, foreign elder Yan, and the others were also looking at them with envy.
Ling Chuxi, on the other hand, was not very happy. She was very clear that the reason why she was able to refine this spiritual pill and its high quality was because she had relied on the spiritual flame. She did not have such an ability herself.
"Fateless, keep the spiritual pill. When I recover, I'll help you adjust your meridians and sea of Qi." Ling Chuxi handed the spiritual pill over to Wei Wuming.
It was not as easy to break through to the next level above the Supreme level. Every tribulation lightning was a test of life and death. She did not want Ling Wuming to take the risk.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Chuxi's feet staggered and she almost fell to the ground.
