Apocalypse: Resources Consumed by Women Returned Ten Thousandfold Chapter 266 - 261: The Saintess’s Grace (Part 2)

Her voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable authority, as if her words were an inviolable command.

Wu Ji bowed his head, replying submissively, without a trace of dissatisfaction, his body slightly leaning forward, displaying extre compliance, and softly said:

"The Saintess is absolutely right; it was my abruptness."

But when he slightly raised his head, he fiercely glared at Lin Lang and the others, as if he wanted to devour them, full of resentnt and unwillingness.

Lin Lang caught Wu Ji’s gaze, the corners of his mouth curled into a bright smile, a smile that carried a hint of provocation and a hint of pride, as if saying:

"What can you do to ?"

Seeing this, Wu Ji’s heart burned with even more intense anger, his fists clenched tightly, knuckles turning white from exertion, teeth gritted tightly, secretly vowing to find an opportunity to properly teach this impudent fellow a lesson.

...

At this mont.

The Saintess parted her lips slightly, softly instructing the subordinate next to her.

Soon after.

A maid cautiously carried out a delicate tray, upon which ten elixirs were neatly arranged, smooth and glossy, emitting a faint glow, and the dicinal aroma imdiately filled the air, captivating everyone.

"ridian Opening Pill!"

No one knew who shouted it, but instantly, the crowd descended into chaos.

Faces filled with greed, eyes shining with fervent light, they kneeled without hesitation, surging towards the Saintess like a tide, continuously pleading:

"Saintess have rcy, please bestow the elixir upon us!"

Their voices rose and fell, deafening, seemingly piercing the clouds.

Seeing this, Wu Ji’s expression darkened, quickly stepping forward, loudly rebuking:

"Quiet! The number of elixirs is limited, everything is arranged by the Saintess!"

His voice was as loud as a bell, eyes gleaming with ferocity, scanning the crowd, attempting to intimidate everyone with authority.

However, the Saintess seed unmoved by the commotion, slightly turning, whispering softly to the maid beside her.

The maid, with respectful deanor, nodded rapidly, then, accompanied by three attendants, bearing three elixirs, walked lightly towards Lin Lang and his group.

"Saintess bestows elixer, won’t you accept?"

The maid softly spoke upon reaching Lin Lang.

Her voice was gentle and tender, yet clearly audible amidst the noisy environnt.

Wu Ji’s eyes widened with astonishnt, mouth agape, seemingly wanting to say sothing but forcefully swallowing the words.

After a mont, he stamred, asking:

"Saintess, why... why are you giving the elixir to them?"

His voice filled with doubt and reluctance, his eyes full of confusion and envy, fixated on the three elixirs as if his treasured possession was being taken away.

The crowd also cast surprised glances, voices of murmured discussions rising and falling:

"These people were disrespectful to the Saintess, not even willing to kneel, why do they receive the Saintess’s favor? What’s the reason behind this?"

Their eyes filled with curiosity and envy, even a trace of hidden jealousy.

The Saintess’s expression remained calm, her gaze lightly sweeping over the crowd, finally resting on Lin Lang, and slowly said:

"Unafraid of strong ones, possessing unyielding spirit, such courage is truly rare. In him, I see the true character a martial artist should have! Therefore, I am willing to give him an opportunity to embark on the path of a martial artist."

Her voice was not loud, yet each word was clear, striking everyone’s heart like a heavy hamr.

Hearing this, the fire of jealousy within Wu Ji burned fiercely, scorching his insides.

His hands, clenched tightly in his sleeves, nails dug deeply into his palms, face turning white then red.

He wanted to refute, but looking at the Saintess’s undeniable gaze, he ultimately swallowed back the words on the tip of his tongue.

Yet his unpleasant expression was like the clouds before a storm, so gloomy that one could almost sense the impending downpour.

While everyone locked their envious eyes on Lin Lang and his companions, as if they were holding rare treasures, Lin Lang remained calm and composed.

He reached out, steadily receiving the elixir, the action neither hurried nor trembling, showing no sign of urgency or haste.

As the elixir landed in his hand, he placed it in his palm, his gaze instantly becoming focused and sharp, akin to an experienced connoisseur examining a precious antiquity.

First, he gently rotated the elixir, scrutinizing its color and texture from various angles, his expression as if he wanted to comprehend every intricate detail of it.

Then, he slowly brought the elixir closer, closed his eyes, and gently sniffed, furrowing his brow slightly, as if capturing every thread of aroma emanating from it.

How could they know?

Lin Lang was highly skilled in alchemy, truly an expert!

He had even established the Divine Pill Pavilion in Xingfu District of Bright Moon City!

He was already well-versed in the characteristics, formulas, and effects of various elixirs!

With keen perception and vast experience, he imdiately discerned sothing amiss with the elixir.

After detailed examination, Lin Lang was convinced this elixir was not the legendary ridian Opening Pill that could open ridians and assist one in becoming a martial artist.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze directly eting the Saintess’s, without any fear or retreat, calmly and straightforwardly asked: