Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan suddenly understood; this person must have been sent by the Jiang family.

"I never said I could cure diseases, it's just that that stupid dog kept bothering me!" Jiang Yuan said nonchalantly.

"Yeah?"

The middle-aged man looked up and smiled, then launched an attack at Jiang Yuan without warning. Jiang Yuan instinctively raised his hand and struck out with the Life and Death Seal.

When the Life and Death Seal appeared, the middle-aged man's eyes widened in surprise, and he withdrew his attack. Ignoring Jiang Yuan's Life and Death Seal, he took the blow head-on and couldn't help but exclaim, "Truly, geniuses emerge from among the young! You've mastered the profound mysteries of life and death at such a young age. Your talent is enough to make you the top student in the Southern City!"

Jiang Yuan remained expressionless and did not respond.

"Think about it. Heal one person for the Jiang family, and the Jiang family will promise you something!" the middle-aged man said confidently.

"Are you sure?" Jiang Yuan's lips curled up.

“The Jiang family’s word is as good as gold; how could we go back on our word!” the middle-aged man said, raising an eyebrow.

"Okay, time and place!"

Jiang Yuan had no reason to refuse; there was indeed one item he hadn't brought back from the Jiang family.

"I'll go back and make the arrangements today. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. As for where we're going, I'll take you there myself!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, the middle-aged man left a comment and then drifted away.

"This person is at the Divine Realm, and he's not even a direct descendant of the Jiang family. It seems the Jiang family's power is stronger than I imagined!" Jiang Yuan exclaimed, watching the middle-aged man's departing figure.

The Jiang family maintains a very ancient clan-based residential pattern, but no one dares to underestimate this little-known Jiang family village, because it was once the most representative tribal heritage site of the Yangtze River basin civilization, without exception.

"That person just now was from the Jiang family. You also have the surname Jiang, so you're not from the same family, are you?"

The Demon Refining Pot could no longer control Wei Yue, who was regaining her strength. At this moment, she was sitting leisurely on the edge of the bed.

"Mind your own business!" Jiang Yuan said coldly.

"Then!" Wei Yue pondered for a moment, then tilted her beautiful neck and said, "Then you can take care of my business. There was some hemolytic poison on my knife just now, can you help me remove it?"

"No time. Can't you handle your own cultivation level at the Heavenly Spirit Realm?" Jiang Yuan paced back and forth in his room, thinking about the troubles of the past few days.

"Fine, then you can forget about the ransom even if I die!"

After saying that, Wei Yue playfully stuck out her tongue and lay down on the bed.

Jiang Yuan's facial muscles twitched. This woman was a highly respected saintess in the Holy Spirit Clan, but how could she be so shameless?

"Get up!" Jiang Yuan kicked Wei Yue's foot. "I'll send you out of the city tonight. Make your own preparations!"

"I'm not going. I'll just die from the poison anyway after paying the ransom. I'd rather save my grandfather's retirement money!" Wei Yue didn't get up and started muttering to herself while lying on the bed.

"Depend on!"

Jiang Yuan cursed inwardly, but Wei Yue was now able to communicate with him on an equal footing, and he was powerless to force her to face the huge gap in strength.

"No one in this world is more pitiful than me. Not only was I taken advantage of by scumbags, but they also beat, cursed, and kicked me. If there is a next life, I don't want to be a Holy Spirit!" Wei Yue rolled over on the bed, her frail body giving people a feeling of wanting to pity her.

"Stop pretending, your acting is terrible. You know perfectly well whether the poison has affected you or not!"

Jiang Yuan lit a cigarette and then quietly pondered how to make a deal with the Holy Spirit Clan that night.

If he went directly there, he might be killed by that Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Even if Wei Yue wanted to protect him, the most optimistic outcome he could imagine was being taken back to the Holy Spirit Clan by Wei Yue, where his status would be, well, probably just that of a male concubine.

Don't doubt Wei Yue's thought process; she's absolutely capable of doing something like this. After all, what can't a crazy woman do?

As for not going, he really couldn't do it, because the ransom was too tempting. Of course, he had also considered the possibility that the other party wouldn't pay the ransom, in which case there was nothing he could do. However, Wei Yue had once said that she had developed a mental demon, and she would definitely pay the ransom she was owed, otherwise she would be making things difficult for herself. A cultivator would never make things difficult for their own future.

The key issue now is how to get there, bring the ransom back, and ensure one's own safety.

"It's a pity that the inheritance of One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones was left at the source by the Companion God, otherwise it would have been simple!" Jiang Yuan sighed inwardly. His ability was cut in half, and now that the Heavenly Eye has not reappeared, it is obviously unrealistic to want to possess various divine skills in a short period of time.

"Could you suck out some of my... poisonous blood?"

Wei Yue poked Jiang Yuan's back with her finger, but Jiang Yuan jumped up, wincing in pain.

"Damn, can you poke me properly?" Jiang Yuan rubbed his lower back, leaving a deep fingernail mark on his skin.

Are those fingernail marks? This is clearly coercion and enticement from a seventh-stage Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator!

"If you can't even help with this little thing, then I won't go tonight either. I'll just wait for the Holy Spirit Clan to start their full-scale attack. Or, my grandfather can come and kill you, and then I'll take your ashes back and scatter them in the garden. When the flowers grow, I'll pick one every day and carry it with me. Whenever I think of you, I'll smell the fragrance of the flowers; perhaps it will carry the scent of you from when you were alive!"

Wei Yue recounted the details, and Jiang Yuan shuddered at her words. The way of thinking of this crazy woman was truly unique.

Jiang Yuan silently repented to Liu Zhaodi in his heart, but after repenting, he still did the same thing as before.

Feeling the warmth and masculine scent through the gauze, Wei Yue half-jokingly said, "Jiang Yuan, would you say I've conquered you?"

"Heh heh!" Jiang Yuan spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, feeling like he wanted to kill someone.

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