Alchemy & Martial Supreme

If it wasn't because they were afraid of them, their family would have been destroyed a long time ago.    

When he thought of the family being destroyed, all of his family members would be captured, and his corpse would be absorbed by the heavens, Jin Zhi'an's heart was filled with fear.    

Who would have thought that the Golden Mysterious Macaque family, which had been passed down since the ancient times, would run out of food?    

"I'm fine." Jin Feiyun tried his best to cheer himself up and waved his hand. "I... Cough cough..."    

Just as he was about to speak, he couldn't help but cough violently.    

Today, he had suffered a very serious injury. He was afraid that his enemies would find out, and he was also afraid that his clansmen would find out.    

What he was worried about now wasn't his own injuries, but the war that would happen five days later.    

Jin Zhi'an realized something was wrong when he saw Jin Feiyun spit out a mouthful of blood.    

He had seen everything that had happened today. It was as if Jin Feiyun had been kicked by an enemy. At that time, Jin Feiyun hadn't fallen. He had even stood up without any injuries.    

Jin Zhi'an had guessed that Jin Feiyun must have been injured. However, he hadn't expected that his injuries would be so severe.    

"I'm fine." Jin Feiyun shook his head again, but his pale face didn't look like he was fine at all.    

Jin Zhi'an didn't know what to do when he saw Jin Feiyun in such a state.    

He was now trying to comfort Jin Feiyun. How powerless was he?    

No matter how good it was, it wouldn't be as practical as a healing pill.    

However, he no longer had a healing pill. Moreover, Jin Feiyun's injuries... If he wanted to fully recover, it wouldn't just be a healing pill. He needed a high-grade or even a supreme-grade healing pill to heal his injuries in a short period of five days.    

The higher one's cultivation realm was, the more severe the injuries inflicted on the Martial Cultivator would be. The higher the quality of the pill, the better.    

Jin Feiyun's martial arts realm had reached the Divine Beast Realm, and his strength was peerless. The effects of the healing pill he consumed would be weaker than that of an ordinary Divine Beast level Martial Cultivator.    

Even if a Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator was seriously injured, a low-grade Divine Beast level healing pill would be able to save a person.    

However, a Divine Beast expert would not only need a low-grade Divine Beast level healing pill to heal a severely injured Divine Beast.    

Now, let alone high-grade healing pill, even the family didn't have a single low-grade healing pill.    

Even the Source Plant was gone. He had gone into the family's mystic realms one by one to take a look. Either the Source Plant hadn't matured yet, or it wasn't a Source Plant that could be used to refine healing pill.    

A Source Plant that could be used to refine healing pill, and had already matured, had long been plucked.    

"Sigh..." Jin Junyuan let out a heavy sigh and helplessly said, "The family is in trouble this time. In the battle five days from now, as long as we exchange blows with them, they will know our current injuries."    

"Once they find out, they will dare to charge in."    

"At that time, with the current strength of our family, we will not be a match for them at all."    

"If I knew this would happen, I would have fought them with my life on the line when the pill is almost exhausted."    

"Maybe we're lucky. Jin Feiyun and I will be able to kill all four of them."    

Jin Junyuan shook his head with regret.    

If he didn't have a chance, how could he be willing to die like this?    

Moreover, even if the two of them really perished together with the other four, the two ancient races still had peerless experts.