Chapter 245
He immediately took out an elixir and swallowed it. Around Mo Jiuli, there was a mass of black light, so Guyan, Mo Xiaoyi, and the people of the Mo Clan simply couldn't see her condition clearly…
This made the people of the Mo Clan even more curious. They had no idea when such a formidable alchemist had started living in the Young Master's courtyard!
And seeing that the Tribulation Cloud overhead showed no signs of dispersing, this likely indicated a Ninth-grade Alchemist, right? After all, an Eighth-grade Alchemist would only have nine Pill Tribulations…
"Pfft… Xiaolei, do you then know how many Thunder Tribulations are needed?" Mo Jiuli spat out black smoke from her mouth, looking up at the frantic Xiaolei and asking.
This little guy, it's not the one being struck, so why does it act even more irate than me?
