Yang Jing felt helpless. Seeing everyone leaving one after another, he knew it was useless to keep standing there, so he clasped his fists and bid farewell.
"I never thought that the Medicine Sect, supposedly a sect devoted to healing and saving lives, could be so cold." After leaving the Medicine Sect, Yang Jing murmured to himself.
Had it been any other situation, he would have left the Medicine Sect in a huff when they initially refused, as he was a proud person; since they were unwilling, he naturally wouldn't lower himself to plead.
But this time was different. If he couldn't obtain the Black Blood Broken Jade Ointment, he wouldn't be able to save Chen Yang. Therefore, no matter the cost, he had to get that treasure.
"At this point... there's no other way."
A glint of coldness flashed in Yang Jing's eyes. From how the people in the Medicine Sect looked, no matter how he pleaded or what great price he paid, they wouldn't agree, so he might as well steal it boldly!
