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Chapter 1688 - 1688 Mental Sneak Attack
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Chapter 1688 - 1688 Mental Sneak Attack

“How… How is this possible?”

“All-element trash, peak Foundation Establishment, and high-level Mystic Rank alchemists? Isn’t this too unbelievable?”

“Even though I think it’s unbelievable too, the fragrance of the pills can’t be faked.”

“In that case, what Dean Du said is true!”

“She’s already refined pills in public. How can it be fake?”

“I think this Fellow Taoist Lu isn’t actually that bad. Even though her cultivation level was increased with pills, that’s still her ability, right?”

“Right! She knows how to refine pills. It’s Fellow Taoist Lu’s business how to accumulate cultivation. Why does she need others to tell her what to do?”

“Right, with Fellow Taoist Lu’s talent and aptitude, if she doesn’t take a large number of pills, it’s undoubtedly very difficult to increase her cultivation level. Under such circumstances, she would be a fool not to take pills to increase her cultivation, right?”

“Right, how many cultivators might not be able to reach the Foundation Establishment realm even if they spend their entire lives, let alone a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator who’s one step away from breaking through to the Golden Core realm.”

“So, using pills to increase your cultivation isn’t necessarily a bad thing. At the very least, it can extend your lifespan, right?”

“Actually, even if Fellow Lu stops here in the future, she’s still much better than us. After all, she’s a high-level Mystic Rank alchemist. There are only a few dozen high-level Mystic Rank alchemists in the entire Hongtian Empire. How many alchemists have such outstanding achievements?”

As the people in the crowd spoke one after another, the way the surrounding students looked at Lu Zijia became different.

Their original disdain and disgust turned into amazement and admiration.

A 27-year-old high-level Mystic Rank alchemist was simply a miracle!

Lu Zijia blocked the discussions of the people around and continued to condense the pills unhurriedly.

However, at this moment, a stream of mental power suddenly attacked Lu Zijia’s Furnace.

Once she was hit, the furnace of pills Lu Zijia was refining would definitely become useless pills.

A cold glint flashed through Lu Zijia’s eyes. She didn’t care about the mental power that was coming at her quickly, but sped up the process of condensing the pill.

Mu Tianyan flashed and stood in front of Lu Zijia. His strong mental power instantly surged out and counterattacked the mental power that was coming at him quickly.

“Ah… Pfft…”

The female teacher suddenly screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, under everyone’s bewildered gazes, she suddenly fell down.

Seeing this inexplicable scene, the surrounding students couldn’t help looking at each other.

However, someone quickly reacted and guessed that the female teacher might have done something and Mu Tianyan retaliated.

Du He was a martial cultivator and didn’t have much spiritual power, but he quickly guessed what was going on.

“B*tch!” Du He’s face was ashen. He didn’t care if the female teacher was dead or alive at this moment and directly attacked her again.

“Pfft…”

The female teacher’s body suddenly twitched and she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood again. Her eyes were still closed, and she showed no signs of waking up.

Looking at the female mentor, who was inhaling less and exhaling more, the male mentor’s expression was a bit ugly, but he had no intention of checking on the female mentor.

Instead, he questioned Du He, “Dean Du, did you seriously injure the teachers of the Weapons Refinement Department for no reason? Are you trying to cause a fight between the two departments?!”

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