However, the Silver Butterfly Demon King had no healing pills, so it was unable to heal its own injuries.
Even if she did have some, she probably ate them all before, otherwise she wouldn't have turned them into eggs to heal her wounds.
"What...what else do you want?"
Wu Er forced himself to ask for details.
The Silver Butterfly Demon King stared at Wu Er, but he had no strength left to cast a spell, or even to move.
So she could only stand there, lamenting, "Why... I hid in the Eastern Wilderness... hoping to cultivate in peace... but first I was attacked by my own kind, and now I'm going to be killed by humans. I'm not reconciled..."
After saying this, the Silver Butterfly Demon King spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.
The aura also disappeared.
This is... overexertion, causing internal injuries to relapse, and then killing oneself?
Wu Er was somewhat dazed.
But at least this can be considered a way out of the crisis...
Having witnessed the situation unfold, Wu Er couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
In retrospect, this was a case of him courting death. If he had simply killed the leopard demon at the Nascent Soul stage and left without bothering to check if any surviving mortals had remained, none of this would have happened.
But that's just Wu Er's nature. Even after so many years in the cruel world of cultivation, he still can't shake his soft-heartedness.
Well... perhaps it's because I'm used to taking care of people, so I always think about taking care of everyone in the world...
Wu Er sat there for a while to relax before standing up.
He looked at the Silver Butterfly Demon King, and seeing its pitiful state covered in blood, his soft-heartedness kicked in again.
Thinking to myself: Another demon king. After extracting her demon core, I should find a place to bury her...
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