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