Jing Li consumed a disguise pill and left the Pill King Palace with the disciples who were out on a mission. She then headed directly towards the most chaotic and unruly western district of Pill King City. Passing through the food street, she bought several pounds of nuts and local braised meat, carrying them in her hand before indifferently entering a simple inn.

The tables and chairs in the inn were quite old, but still clean. A dozen or so tables were sparsely occupied in the lobby. There were sword cultivators in their robes, and also boisterous江湖豪杰 (jianghu heroes) shirtless, eating meat and drinking heartily. No alchemists were seen. Of course, in this chaotic western district, one could easily lose their life; a frail alchemist without the protection of martial artists would hardly dare to appear in such a place.

"Boss, a superior room." Jing Li frowned. She hadn't expected the mysterious demon clan to choose such a location. Accustomed to refined, quiet, and elegant places, Jing Li really had no interest in this kind of place. However, the more chaotic the place, the fewer eyes and ears the major families would have, making it safer for shady characters like the mysterious demon clan.

"The upper rooms are all full."

“A medium-sized room.” Jing Li exuded a slight aura of authority, and the innkeeper’s smiling face immediately froze. “I suddenly remembered that there is actually one superior room left. I’ll have him vacate it for you right away.”

Jing Li said with a cold face, "Hurry up and lead the way."

"Please follow me, sir."

The innkeeper stopped in front of the second-highest room in the "Heavenly" section: "Sir, since we've arrived here, I won't go in. Is there anything else you need?"

"It's nothing, you may leave."

Jing Li's spiritual power penetrated into the room without any concealment. Wuming's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a bit, and he appeared at the door in the blink of an eye, opening the door.

Jing Li was dressed like a typical mercenary: a disheveled middle-aged man with a stubble beard, a sallow face, and lifeless eyes. His clothes were also worn out, making him look quite destitute.

Upon seeing Jing Li, the mysterious demon finally felt a little relieved. After all, their deal was only made privately, and now that they were on Jing Li's territory, it wasn't impossible that Jing Li might use the pretext of eliminating a scourge for humanity to directly threaten and kill him.

However, now that the Ancient God Jingli has arrived as promised, Wuming felt a surge of emotion.

"Come in!"

"Cut up this braised meat and plate it, then peel these nuts for me."

Jing Li swaggered to the main seat and tossed the things in her hand to the mysterious demon.

"If I'm in a bad mood, it will affect the treatment's effectiveness." This was practically a blatant threat, but the mysterious demons were helpless. No wonder the golden-glowing palace master was angry about choosing such a place.

Wuming took out a delicate, gleaming dagger from his ring. Countless flashes of light appeared as the braised meat seemed to remain the same, but in reality, it had been sliced ​​into identical thin slices.

Jingli took out a small bottle of peach blossom wine from her spatial storage. It was just delivered by Xiaoyezi. It had a sweet taste and a faint peach blossom fragrance, making it perfect for wine tasting.

Jingli took a sip of peach blossom wine, picked up her chopsticks, and ate a thin slice of beef.

"In the entire Danwang City, this is the most authentic braised beef. Would you like to sit down and try it?"

"I am a demon. I don't need to eat your human food."

Jing Li glanced at the mysterious demon, then ignored him and continued drinking and eating. The mysterious demon, on the other hand, was diligently peeling nuts such as pine nuts, walnuts, and other sweet potatoes.

After finishing a bottle of peach blossom wine and a plate of braised beef, Jing Li finally put down her chopsticks: "Alright, I'm full. Time to get back to work."

Wuming stopped what he was doing, but his trembling fingertips were still visible. He walked up to Jingli and bowed deeply, saying, "I'm counting on you."

Jing Li's aura changed: "I will do my best."

Jing Li hadn't expected the person the mysterious demon had asked him to save to be human. His pale face was tinged with a bluish-purple, and his lips had an unnatural blue tinge, but the man's features were remarkably harmonious, drawing the eye. Jing Li immediately recognized him as a martial artist, or at least someone who had once been, but whose current physical condition was no different from that of an ordinary mortal. He appeared to be poisoned, with a faint flow of demonic energy emanating from him.

Green wood-attribute true energy enveloped the man on the bed in an instant. The mysterious demon stood quietly to the side, looking tense, afraid of hearing any news from the mysterious demon.

After about fifteen minutes, Jing Li withdrew the wood-elemental true energy from his hand. Then he took out a silver needle, pierced his fingertip, and collected three drops of blood.

"How is he? Can he recover?"

"If you had arrived two days later, you could have collected his body."

Jing Li took out a bottle of pills from her spatial belt and tossed it to the mysterious demon: "Give him these, three times a day, two pills each time, to expel the demonic energy from his body." Then Jing Li went to the side to slowly study the poison in the man's body.

He also took out Fengxiang's blood, divided that drop of blood into one hundred parts, and began to test his guesses one by one, quickly recording them down.

"How long has he been poisoned?"

"ten years."

"I think the poison only took effect ten years ago! The poison had been in his body since he was very young, and later other toxins were added to it, eventually forming this poison that would surely kill him once he reached adulthood."

The mysterious demon's eyes instantly turned red. He was so young, yet he was treated like that. It seemed merely crippling those people's abilities was too lenient. They must be skinned alive, their souls refined into puppets, to suffer eternal torment, never to be reincarnated.

"Put away your demonic energy. This is Danwang City." There's a risk of being discovered if you're not careful.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Lord. No matter the cost, I hope he can recover."

"You need to be prepared. Even if his poison is cured, his body, which has been eroded by toxins and demonic energy for so many years, is already ruined. To recover, he will need a lot of luck and to encounter those heaven-defying spiritual medicines."

"Heart-Clearing Grass, Spring-Returning Wood, Buddha Lotus Fruit, Heaven-Returning Silk." These are all spiritual herbs that have long been extinct on the Taiyan Continent. Jing Li herself doesn't have any, so she can only rely on Wuming's luck. At least there is hope, which is better than letting this guy go berserk and massacre the continent.

"Thank you, Lord Palace Master."

"Alright, you can give him the medicine now." Jing Li put away the manuscript and Feng Xiang beside her. The basic ingredients have been analyzed. Next, she will slowly experiment with the proportions of various spiritual herbs.