Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3010: Refine Another Batch of Medicinal Pills

Besides, the Revered Master shows such blatant favoritism toward his youngest disciple that it is no surprise the Second Senior Brother has been bewitched.

The Fifth Senior Brother, sitting nearby, caught every word of their idle conversation.

In days gone by, hearing them slander their Little Junior Sister this way would have triggered an instant response from him; he would have been the first to charge in, hurling insults and demanding harsh punishments.

Yet, today, he couldn't even muster the desire to intervene.

"Lost, is it? What an absurd joke."

He bent his head, letting out a sharp chuckle. Moments earlier, just as they finished slaughtering the demonic beasts and settled down to recover, he had watched the Little Junior Sister open her personal bag. He clearly saw her take a medicinal pill from a porcelain bottle to consume.

At that time, every single medicinal bottle had been accounted for.

So, this was the true nature of his Little Junior Sister, he mused—how had he missed it before? Observing her tear-filled, pathetic display now, anyone unaware of the facts would genuinely believe those pills had vanished.

"The demonic beasts were hounding us so relentlessly, I was in such a panic that I didn't realize when they fell," she murmured.

Sure enough, he heard her voice dropping, offering a frail excuse to the Second Senior Brother. Had he been ignorant of her scheme, he would surely have mistaken her performance for genuine guilt.

But the truth was far simpler: she felt no guilt at all, save for the anxiety of being caught red-handed.

"Tsk."

He clicked his tongue softly. The Second Senior Brother truly had it coming, and as for himself, who had once put his life on the line to shield this girl from harm—he certainly deserved the ridicule just as much.

"I am terribly sorry, Second Senior Brother. I did not mean for this to happen. Had I known the medicinal pills would be misplaced, I would have entrusted them to Senior Sister Jun's care. They were not targeted by the demonic beasts, so they could have kept the supply safe," the Little Junior Sister apologized weakly.

"It is all my fault. Now Senior Sister Jun will have to undergo the hardship of refining an entirely new batch."

"Do not worry yourself; surely you did not intend this. Little Junior Sister, do not be so distressed. Since the pills are gone, they are gone. We will gather more herbs and have your Junior Sister Jun refine a new supply."

The Second Senior Brother remained entirely oblivious to the manipulation buried in her apology, choosing only to appease her.

Senior Sister Jun: "!"

Hearing these words, she fought the urge to shout: Do I really look like such a fool to you?

Did the Second Senior Brother genuinely believe that at his mere request, she would happily slave away at the cauldron, risking her health and internal Qi to refine pills until she coughed up blood?

She had indeed been blind to have ever favored such a man. If she had raised a hound for years, nurturing and feeding it, the creature would at least have wagged its tail in gratitude.

"Heh!"

She sneered to herself, silently resolving that the moment they returned to the Sect, she would avoid any missions involving the Second Senior Brother, even if it meant seeking out a different group entirely.

While Senior Sister Jun stewed in her irritation, the Fifth Senior Brother sat there in a state of profound confusion.

If he interpreted the Little Junior Sister’s logic as he once would have, it laid bare a damning fact.

She was implying that while the demonic beasts were hunting them, Senior Sister Jun and the others had stood by without offering a shred of assistance or even attempting to shield them.

In the past, this comment would have sent him flying into a rage to confront the Ninth Junior Brother and Senior Sister Jun on her behalf.

He had, in fact, committed such foolish acts countless times before.

"Was I truly under some sort of curse back then?"

He struggled to contain his disbelief, questioning himself silently. Now that his mind was clear, he could not help but reflect on whether the man who had been so obsessively devoted to the Little Junior Sister was actually himself.