Chapter 5024
"Yes, he sure deserves the title of head of the Elixir Sect."
Cormac could not help but strut his stuff as well, as everyone was shouting nothing but
admiration for Darryl. He grinned and said, "Save it, all of you! Brother Darryl's only at the
Pure Yang Division because of me. Do you really think he'd be subpar?"
The crowd nodded in agreement.
Darryl flashed a smile as he stared at Gromo silently. “You're going to have to change that
attitude, Elder Gromo. Don't be stubborn about things you don't know, or you'll end up
paying for it." "Yes, yes...’ Gromo nodded hastily.
Gromo did not dare say anything else to Darryl after experiencing the opposite effects of
the Golden Pill.
"That's enough!"
Suci smiled from where she sat on her throne as she looked at Darryl. "It was pretty eye-
opening to have the head of the Elixir sect help Gromo out in such a time of danger. It's
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtalso gotten pretty late. Let's all get some rest."
As she spoke, Suci smiled at Darryl. "Since you just got to the Pure Yang Division, Cormac
can show you around later. You can get to know the place a little better."
Suci was starting to like Darryl more and more.
She could only avoid eating the Golden Pill because Darryl intervened in time. Otherwise,
she would have suffered the same fate as Gromo. She was the Pure Yang Division's Palace
Master. Rolling on the ground in a pool of sweat while experiencing hot and cold flashes
would have been an embarrassing sight.
"Yes, Palace Master!" 4
Cormac smiled as he called out in response before walking out of the hall with Darryl in
tow.
The Pure Yang Division's view was impressive.
The entire division had been built in the middle of a hill, a charming piece of architecture
with tall buildings and sprawling roads. One's mood would undoubtedly improve after
walking around the area.
Cormac led the way as he continued to show Darryl around. "The Pure Yang Division has
been around for thousands of years, Brother Darryl. It used to have the nickname Blessed
Land of Pills.
"The name came from a thousand years ago when the Pure Yang Division was one of the
top pill-making places in the world. It's a shame that tragedy struck, rendering all pill-
making skills extinct. No one would call us that anymore.
"But now that you're here, Brother Darryl, I'm sure you'll be able to make a name for the
Pure Yang Division."
Cormac's eyes were full of hope as he spoke.
Darryl flashed a smile. "I know a thing or two about pill making. I'm flattered that you
think so highly of me, Master."
Darryl looked around him as he talked, amazed at himself.
It was quite fascinating to see the Pure Yang Division. It was a great area to cultivate and
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhad a fantastic vibe. It would make the perfect place to incorporate and absorb the
Heavenly Marrow Golden Elixir.
"Master!"
Just as he was deep in thought, a disciple rushed toward them, his forehead beading with
sweat as he turned to Cormac to say, "Bad news, Master. Eighth Brother and Ninth Brother
were having a practice duel when there was a misstep, and Ninth Brother was stabbed by
the long sword. He's in pretty grave condition. Please take a look at him."
The disciple's voice sounded desperate as he talked.
"You idiots."
Cormac's expression shifted as he broke out in anger. "How can you screw up at practice?
The lot of you are useless. You can head back. I'll come right over." "Yes, Master!" The
disciple called out, turning to hurry off.
When Cormac saw the disciple leave, his face contorted with shame, and he flashed a
placating smile at Darryl. "Something had happened to my disciple. I don't think I'll be
able to show you around, Brother Darryl. Do you want to walk around while I sort that
out?"