Alchemy & Martial Supreme

0The warehouse of Huayu Sect was a place where large amounts of living resources were stored.    

    

Of course, other than these, the important cultivation techniques and pill were also stored here. Therefore, there had always been someone guarding this place.    

    

And now, the ones guarding the warehouse were two disciples of the Huayu Sect who had been crippled during their training.    

    

Qin Ming and Jue Wuya arrived at the warehouse. Both of them were standing at the entrance of the warehouse, doing their duty.    

    

"Sect Master, elder." Both of their eyes lit up when they saw Qin Ming coming over. They could not hide the joy on their faces.    

    

Qin Ming said, "Are you used to being here?"    

    

The warehouse was originally guarded by disciples from the Rotation Sect. Now, these two disciples had already contracted the task of guarding the warehouse. First, they were disabled and wanted to do some things for the sect, but other things needed to be done properly.    

    

As for the two of them, one of them had lost an arm. Even if the path of martial arts was crippled, they could only help the sect guard the warehouse.    

    

One could imagine how disheartened they had been during this period of time.    

    

That Martial Cultivator did not wish to become a Martial Emperor and soar freely in the sky.    

    

Their future was to watch as their senior brothers and sisters sang high and high, becoming Martial Spirit, Martial King, and even Martial Emperor. But because of their lifespan, they had long since turned into bones.    

    

"I'm used to it." Forcibly holding back his tears, the two disciples cupped their hands and said.    

    

Qin Ming walked in front of them and patted their shoulders. "Cheer up. It's just a broken arm. It's no big deal."    

    

The two disciples couldn't hold it any longer. Tears started flowing down their faces.    

    

They did not want to be bald or crippled, nor did they want to give up on the path of martial arts.    

    

However, cultivating martial arts was extremely difficult. After losing an arm, wanting to continue walking on the path of martial arts would require twice the amount of resources and energy compared to ordinary Martial Cultivator.    

    

The sect had a total of over two hundred disciples. These disciples were all very frugal in terms of resources.    

    

Although Qin Ming was almost endless, he was providing them with an unlimited amount of Perfect Pills.    

    

However, they also knew that it was very difficult to obtain a single Perfect Pills outside the sect.    

    

In the past, they could use the Perfect Pills to cultivate, but now, they were all crippled, and the difficulty of their cultivation was twice as difficult as other disciples.    

    

They were too embarrassed to continue using the pill, as it would be a waste of the sect's resources.    

    

For a crippled Martial Cultivator like them to use precious resources, even if the other disciples of the sect didn't say anything, they wouldn't be able to bear it in their hearts.    

    

This was also the reason why they had always been bald and crippled. It wasn't as if they couldn't walk the path of martial arts now. It was just that they needed to spend too much pill, and it wasn't worth it.    

    

"Two big men, why are you crying?" Qin Ming originally wanted to comfort them and make them cheer up, but in the end, the two of them cried themselves.    

    

"You're just disabled, it's not like you can't be cured."    

    

Qin Ming said without hesitation.    

    

The two disciples immediately stopped crying. They looked at Qin Ming in disbelief and asked, "Sect Master, you can still be treated after being crippled?"    

    

This was the first time they had heard such a statement.    

    

"Of course, he's not dead. It's just that his arm is broken. Could it be that his arm can't grow back after it's broken?" Qin Ming said as if it was a matter of course.    

    

An arm could grow out if it was broken.    

    

The two disciples looked at each other with shock and joy on their faces.    

    

Qin Ming smiled and took out two pill from his interspatial Dimensional Ring and handed it over.    

    

"These two pill can allow your arms to grow out. Take them."    

    

This pill was called the Detachment Pill. It was a Grade Seven Pills.