Celine bit her lips so hard that they bled as she watched her disciple was about to be pushed into the elixir cauldron.

"Megan!"

Darryl's eyes were red as he glowered at Megan. "Let her go and talk. Don't you hate me? You can make me into an elixir pill instead. The little girl is innocent. She's innocent!"

Darryl's voice was hoarse when he said the last sentence; he had shouted each word.

Darryl was heartbroken and in distress because Queenie, his young cousin, had experienced so many ups and downs at such a young age. Life was unfair to Queenie if she had to suffer tribulation.

Megan chuckled at Darryl's brazen request. She was unfazed as she said coldly, "Have you regretted your actions? It's too late for you to say anything. I told you last night that I'll make you pay tenfold for what you've done to me."

Megan's eyes showed a roguish look. "Just stay still and watch her turn into an elixir pill."

Darryl trembled when he heard that; he almost fainted.

Queenie was br