"Exactly! I hope that even if you were poisoned by the demon, you could still be so righteous and determined to die!"

What was originally a certain death turned out to be a chance of survival thanks to this elixir.

Liu Yue ignored Feng Wan's tantrum.

He looked down at the disciple on the ground: "You don't have much time left. Once the poison spreads throughout your body, this medicine won't be able to save you."

"I do, I do!"

He was moved by Feng Wan's words, but—he was a man destined to die.

What could be worse than death?

"Hmm." Liu Yue gave him the pill. "You're going to suffer a lot from this."

"Heh, the Demon Poison is no ordinary demon poison. The antidote pill is completely ineffective. Jun Qing, you're just trying to show off by torturing him before he dies. How hypocritical!"

Feng Wan snorted coldly.

"Feng Wan, if it weren't for Jun Qing, we would have been torn apart by those demons long ago."

Song Yangyang stepped forward.

"Tsk, who has such a foul mouth? Could it be that they're jealous of my sister and have acid reflux?"

Mei Niang pouted. "Sister, you're not saying anything, but I will!"

"What are you! A monster?"

Feng Wan glared angrily at Mei Niang. How dare this lowly demon beast act so presumptuously in front of her?

"And what are you? If my sister hadn't saved you, you'd be dead by now! You ungrateful wretch!" The demon stood with its hands on its hips. "And you're so ugly! There's a saying, 'Your appearance reflects your heart,' and your heart is as ugly as your face! So ugly it makes me want to vomit! Vomit, vomit, vomit!"

When was Feng Wan ever described like that? From childhood to adulthood, she has always been the center of attention, surrounded by admirers.

Whenever this happens, she doesn't need to say anything; someone will stand up for her.

But now that Mei Niang has said such outrageous things, no one has stood up for her.

Feng Wan was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode.

"Are you angry? But you have no rebuttal? Well, what I said is the truth!"

Mei Niang hummed softly.

"Jun Qing, where did you find such a beast... Ah!" Before the words were finished.

A blur flashed before her eyes, followed by—a crisp slap.

It was thrown directly at Feng Wan's face.

The latter's face flushed red at a visible speed.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw and couldn't believe their eyes.

They used to think that Feng Wan had an aura about her, but for several days in a row, Feng Wan was completely unharmed under everyone's protection, yet she didn't make any real contribution.

The disciples' impression of Feng Wan gradually plummeted, so even when Mei Niang spoke rudely, no one stood up to speak for Feng Wan.

However, they really didn't expect that the person who had been ignoring Feng Wan would actually take action.

This slap—it feels strangely satisfying, for some reason.

"You, you actually dared to hit me." Feng Wan covered her face, looking at Jun Liuyue in disbelief.

"What? Do I need to pick a time to hit you?"

The girl raised an eyebrow arrogantly, "If you keep babbling, believe me, I'll throw you to feed the demons."

"You, you dare!"

"Tsk, everyone says that the eldest princess of the Azure Dragon Kingdom is unparalleled in strength and talent, but just now, how did you seem to be hiding in the back like a coward? Are you afraid of death, or is your strength simply insufficient?"

Feng Wan's face flushed red.

What a cunning Jun Qing! Once she gets out, she'll make sure that bitch dies a horrible death.

"Ah!" At this moment, the disciple who had been poisoned by the demon let out a miserable cry.

His body was twisted into a ball.

Feng Wan sneered, "Ha, Jun Qing, you are an extremely hypocritical woman! He could have died a quick and painless death, but now, he can't even die in peace!"

Feng Wan spoke with a righteous and awe-inspiring air.

The disciple coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Something was wriggling faintly inside the black blood.

A foul stench assaulted the nostrils.

Someone couldn't help but vomit.

It smells awful.

"I...I'm still alive."

The disciple was shocked; he was actually still alive!

He lifted his clothes, and the dense bruises that had covered him had disappeared.

Feng Wan's eyes widened. Impossible! This is impossible! She suddenly looked at Jun Liuyue. This bitch actually concocted an antidote pill that could cure demon poison.

"This is the demonic poison of a demon! It's actually cured, just like that?"

Although the process looked extremely painful, at least they were still alive.

"I heard that Jun Qing took the entrance exam for the Alchemy Academy when she first enrolled, and she even passed it. Her talent for spiritual cultivation is too strong. We all overlooked the fact that her major is alchemy..."

"To be able to refine an antidote pill for the demon poison, such talent... who in the entire Wentian Academy could teach her? Who has the qualifications to teach her?"

Such talent and skill have long surpassed those of the academy's elders.

Who is qualified to teach this?

Listening to these people's comments, Feng Wan felt a burning pain on her face. What was the difference between this and being slapped in the face in public?

Feng Wan wished she could disappear into a hole in the ground, just as she turned around.

"Feng Wan, it seems we still have a score to settle." A sudden voice rang out from behind.

Feng Wan shivered.

"What debt could we possibly have between us?" Feng Wan frowned, suddenly having a bad feeling.

At this moment, Nalan Feng walked over, picked up a man in black, and threw him to the ground.

If you observe closely, you'll notice that Nalan Feng walks with a slight limp.

Nalan Feng gritted his teeth. Being beaten up was bad enough, but now he had to do hard labor for this girl.

Someone recognized the insignia on the man in black.

"Aren't these the Azure Dragon Royal Family's secret guards?"

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