Yuan Fan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. "The king is really awake! Four elders, just follow me to take a look and we'll know everything!"

When the four elders followed Yuan Fan into the cave, they were truly stunned. The demonic aura on the bed suddenly expanded, so abundantly, completely different from the Jiuxi they saw a year ago.

Looking closer, the clothes were still covered with bloodstains as before, and the bones had pierced through the skin and were exposed, still looking so horrific.

However, Jiuxi narrowed his eyes and looked at the four elders, saying, "If you look again, I will dig out all your eyes!"

The four elders then withdrew their gaze, stood obediently aside, and quietly listened to Jiuxi's instructions. Jiuxi was a god-like existence to the demon world, and even more like a king to the four elders.

I will never forget your kindness in recognizing me and protecting the demon world.

Even though the Demon King is now as weak as anything, his aura of majesty without even getting angry still exists.

Jiuxi said calmly, "I remember that the demon world holds a demon market every hundred years, right?"

"Yes, my Lord!"

His eyes, as clear as snow beads, turned around, and Jiuxi said with a somewhat disordered breath, "I need a demon pill."

The demon market is a place where barter is practiced. There are many treasures in the demon palace. She doesn't feel bad at all about taking some out to exchange for demon pills. The most important thing is that she needs demon pills to replenish her cultivation. The feeling of being unable to move is too painful.

However, that silly child Yuan Fan came over with an obsessed look on his face, "Your Majesty, do you need a demon pill? Can I have mine?"

Jiuxi's eyes moved and he said, "Elder Fox, quickly drag this silly kid away!"

Yuan Fan stood there dissatisfied, legs pressed tightly together, "Although my demon pill is small...it's better than nothing!"

Elder Hu chuckled, "Yuan Fan, instead of daydreaming about this, just focus on your cultivation!"

Yuan Fan curled his lips in grievance and stood quietly, but there was already a sense of inferiority in his eyes. If he could be stronger, would he not be unable to help?

Jiuxi coughed lightly and said, "Although the demon race is stronger than before, it is still the weaker party. Forget it, I will just lie down quietly for a few hundred years!"

Her wounds require a large amount of demon pills to heal. If the wounds are to heal quickly, I am afraid that the entire demon race will face a catastrophe.

It's just a few hundred years of healing.

The matter ended in nothing, and Yuan Fan guarded the cave entrance even more diligently, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth day and night, just to improve his demonic power. Yuan Fan was talented and hardworking, so naturally he was stronger than other monsters of the same age. During these hundreds of years, Jiuxi also passed on the secret method of the immortal to Yuan Fan. Seeing Yuan Fan so diligent, Jiuxi's eyes were full of comfort.

Four hundred years later, Jiuxi's wounds had almost healed. Except for some pain in her joints, she was basically fine. The first thing she did after recovering was to cast a barrier around the medicine pool, take off her clothes, and take a very comfortable bath. Being unable to move for hundreds of years and having to wear that bloody clothes was simply the greatest torture.

The medicine pool is full of precious medicinal materials and is filled with a faint herbal fragrance, which is really pleasant.

When Jiuxi appeared in the Demon Palace wearing a white robe, he really blinded the eyes of the four elders. His face was like the Mid-Autumn Moon, and his cold appearance was the same as before. Moreover, his injuries recovered so quickly, it was simply incredible!

She did not stay for long, but simply explained some things and left the demon world with the brocade bag.