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Chapter 4772: Playing With Fire

"If it weren't for the excellent berserker potion provided by your organization, that old hag's catalytic potion wouldn't have amounted to anything, okay?"

"It's laughable that old woman still believed her group of useless clan members truly extracted something from the Saint Beast Black Dragon to create a berserker potion?" Ding Yun couldn't help but scoff, "It's a joke."

The reason her berserker potion successfully caused that snake-bodied, humanoid Saint Beast to go berserk was because he had secretly swapped out her original useless potions.

The berserker potions that Long Qian threw out worked thanks to the contributions of those genius alchemists from Heavenly Fortune.

Fan Meng's eyes coldly stared at Young Master Ding. "You're truly quite ruthless. When you secretly summoned that humanoid Saint Beast from the shadows, right in front of the little stoic, weren't you worried it would tear her apart?"

"What do I have to worry about?" A wave of darkness passed through Young Master Ding's eyes. "Didn't someone sacrifice his life to protect her?"

Not just Fan Meng, but Gong Songfeng's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

So, this guy had calculated that Mo Lian would disregard his own life and selflessly save the little stoic?

His true target was actually the Crown Prince of Shenzhou?

Everyone looked at this calculating Sect Master Ding with astonishment.

Gong Songfeng even felt a growing sense of vigilance, collaborating with such a cunning Sect Master felt like playing with fire.

Ding Yun smiled slightly. "See, I've told you everything. So, can you tell me the little stoic's whereabouts?"

He almost didn't need to summon those hastily arrived Demonic Cult disciples to ask questions; he already knew they wouldn't have found the little one in the Forgetful River Sea.

Could it be that the stoic face, at the last moment, had hidden in her personal divine domain?

This was not impossible, Ding Yun mused to himself.

Fan You shook his head. "We searched the sea surface thoroughly, but we didn't find any trace of her."

"It seems she was thrown very far by that shockwave," Fan You's voice paused slightly. "Or perhaps, she returned to her personal divine domain?"

Ding Yun smiled faintly. "I guess she must be hiding."

This little one was as cunning as a fox, slippery and hard to catch.

"Send more people to search around," Sect Master Ding sighed, not knowing where she had run off to.

When Qiao Mu's consciousness returned, it was likely already night.

Because as soon as she opened her eyes, everything was pitch black. She quickly sat up, alert, and tried to retrieve a ruler from her sea of consciousness.

However, as soon as she tried to use her divine consciousness, her head began to ache intensely, and an immediate sense of alarm arose within her.

Remembering her Master's previous warning that she shouldn't use her divine consciousness for a while, the little stoic couldn't help but frown.

She fumbled in her sleeve, and expressionlessly pulled out a bottle of Soul Suppressing Pills, poured one out, and popped it into her mouth to chew.

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

The pill was surprisingly orange-flavored, quite delicious...

The door gently moved. In the darkness, she felt someone approaching. The little stoic fumbled on the bedside table, casually picked up a bowl, and threw it at the person.

"Who's there, sneaking around?"

The person evidently didn't expect the stoic face to be awake and was caught off guard, nearly getting hit on the head by the medicine bowl.

She heard a crisp clink in the darkness, and then a small candle flame was lit.

The little stoic saw the person and froze. "It's you?"