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Chapter 4296

That newly named disciple had nothing valuable other than his slightly above average sword technique. At least that was

what everyone else thought. 1

Sienna was worried about Diego's situation; nothing was going through her. Her face froze in rage as she growled, "Shut up,

all of you! If I agree to your condition, who will save Senior Brother? Stop spewing nonsense if you can't do that!"

Sienna did not want to agree to Darryl's condition.

However, there was no other way!

If Diego were to die, her dream of becoming the sect master's wife would die with him.

That was why she decided to give it a shot.

The Sword Sect's disciples fell into silence as guilt crept on them upon hearing what Sienna said.

"Dart!"

Olive came to her senses and looked at Darryl with a myriad of emotions in her eyes. "Can you really save Diego?"

Darryl smiled as he said, "Of course, why would I lie?"

Olive trembled with excitement upon hearing that.

'Dart seems to be capable of anything,' Olive thought.

At first, she thought he was just an average, injured person. She could not believe that he

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would win against Sienna and other disciples during the sword fight two days ago.

On top of that, he was able to cure the Black Clover and Dilly Pollen poisons.

That was impressive.

Olive was confident in his ability, even though he had not started the process yet.

After observing Diego, Darryl ordered the Sword Sect disciples. "You, and you. Go get me

some fresh herbs."

Darryl named a few herbs.

He looked at Sienna and said, "You, prepare a clay pot, or a porcelain pot. Either one is

fine."

'Is he ordering me around?' Sienna took a deep breath and appeared displeased.

She felt annoyed, and she asked Darryl out of curiosity, "Why do you need a clay or

porcelain pot?"

"To produce the elixir!" Darryl responded calmly.

What?

To produce the elixir?

Sienna and the Sword Sect disciples were stunned. Then, they laughed.

"Producing elixir? Him?"

"That's a joke, right?"

"I think he's just fooling with US. He doesn't even know how to detoxify!"

Darryl did not let the sounds of ridicule get to him. He looked at Sienna and said, "It's fine

if you don't want to help. But he's in a critical condition right now, and the longer that

drags on, the worse he'll get."

Sienna took a deep breath and swallowed her rage.

She ordered the rest of the Sword Sect's disciples. "What are you waiting for? Just do as

you're told."

Then, she turned around and started looking for a pot for the elixir.

A few moments later, Sienna came back with a clay pot while the others came back with

fresh herbs.

Without hesitation, Darryl started a fire and set up the pot as he began to produce the

elixir.

Darryl paid immense concentration and did everything carefully and orderly.

Sienna frowned as she looked at Darryl and wondered, 'That's all it takes to produce an elixir to detoxify the poison?'

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The rest of the Sword Sect disciples were staring in disdain; some even sneered coldly at him.

'That guy thought producing an elixir is child's play.'

'Can he be any more pretentious?'

"Hey!" Sienna could not hold it in any longer as she exploded. "Are you producing an elixir or fooling around?"

"How am I fooling around?" Darryl responded calmly as his eyes were fixed on the clay pot, ensuring the temperature was

right.

"Producing an elixir requires a closed-off environment and a professional pot. It's nothing like what you're doing now at all."

Sienna scoffed as rage took over her.

Even though the Sword Sect did not know how to produce an elixir, they had some knowledge after years of rivalry with the

Elixir Sect.

How ignorant!

Darryl chuckled, but he could not be bothered to explain himself any further. "This is my process and my business. Don't

you worry about me!"

"You!"

Sienna was fuming as she pointed her finger at Darryl, about to say something when the pot started to vibrate.

Everyone was shocked by the sound as they staggered a few steps backward.

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