Inside Panlong Village.
Tan Yufan and the others were hurriedly putting Nan Yichen into the bathtub when Nan Yuanman picked up the rice bucket that Zhang Juan had brought out earlier and, imitating her, scooped up two bowls of special glutinous rice and poured them in.
Besides Nan Yichen, Zhong Xueliu and Zhuang Hetai were also not spared.
Apart from Qi Chuhan and Tan Yufan, they had all fought with the flying zombie and been scratched by it, and the corpse poison in their bodies needed to be removed.
Nan Yuanman knelt down in front of Old Master Nan with heartache, trying her best to heal his injuries.
Since Old Master Nan is no longer human, he cannot use the medicinal talisman. Nan Yuanman subconsciously drew out the extra golden light spot in his spiritual platform and sent it into Old Master Nan's body.
At first, Grandpa Nan was all smiles, but when he sensed what the golden light was, his body trembled and a look of shock appeared on his face.
Is this... the power of the dragon vein?
How can this girl possess the power of a dragon vein?
Could it be related to her previous coma?
Many guesses flashed through Grandpa Nan's mind, but he quickly grabbed Nan Yuanman's hand and gently coaxed her, "Alright, Yuanman, that's enough, Grandpa."
Nan Yuanman pouted unhappily, tilting her head to look at him: "Is that really enough?"
Old Master Nan's lips twitched: "Enough, enough."
The power of the dragon vein is immense; with just a trace, the hidden injuries inflicted by the flying zombie have already healed. That spendthrift girl…
"Alright, go play somewhere else. Grandpa is going to start healing." Grandpa Nan firmly sent the remaining golden light points back into Nan Yuanman's body, then sat cross-legged to begin regulating his breathing and healing.
After the battle, only Nan Yuanman and the disheveled Feng Langqing were barely unharmed.
Feng Langqing was still in shock, sitting in a chair, holding the small copper basin, lost in thought.
Nan Yuanman stepped forward and took his hand, speaking furtively in a small voice, "Brother, come with me to go treasure hunting!"
Sister Juan said she left a gift for her, oh no, for everyone. While they are all recovering, she wants to go and choose one first!
Feng Langqing snapped out of his daze, quickly responded, and followed Nan Yuanman stealthily into Zhang Juan's room.
Perhaps because the barrier was gone, the things in the room were extremely old; few of the tables and chairs were in good condition, and the room was covered in cobwebs, exuding a putrid smell.
The only thing on Zhang Juan's bed looked brand new.
Six items were placed on her large floral quilt.
These items are Zhang Juan's old black broadsword, a golden rope, a black peach wood sword, a Sanqing bell, a pair of master swords, and a book.
Nan Yuanman was immediately drawn to the black broadsword, and almost without hesitation, she reached out her small hand and grasped it.
The moment she grasped the black broadsword, a golden light flashed on its blade, and a familiar yet intense aura of Nan Yuanman instantly entered her mind.
Within her spiritual realm, the little golden dragon coiled around the glass heart opened its mouth and swallowed the golden aura that rushed in.
The little golden dragon's illusory body became more solid.
Just as Nan Yuanman gripped the broadsword, a strange male voice came from outside: "Captain Zhuang? You're still alive?!"
Nan Yuanman suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly took out Xiao Hong, who had somehow gotten into his small handbag, and asked her to put the black broadsword back in.
After putting away the black broadsword, Nan Yuanman looked at the remaining five items, pondered for a few seconds, and then put them away as well.
She didn't know who the people were, but she keenly sensed that their aura was unfriendly. They might shamelessly steal it after discovering it, so she decided to help them put it away first.
Nan Yuanman patted her little handbag with satisfaction. What a kind child she is!
After the five items were put away, the bedding, which had looked brand new, became visibly worn and covered in cobwebs and dust.
Nan Yuanman pursed her lips, took Feng Langqing's hand, and turned to leave the room.
At that moment, in the courtyard, the members of the Greedy Wolf Group led by Miao Shaohua looked at Zhuang Hetai and the others sitting in the bathtub with surprise and a scrutinizing gaze.
Although they had wounds, they seemed to be in good spirits, and...
In such a dangerous place, the Yaoguang Group has not lost a single member!
Miao Shaohua seemed to have thought of something, his face darkening for a moment. Zhong Xueliu and the others were still alive, but what about Nan Yuanman...?
Are they still alive?
The plan failed?
Upon seeing them, Zhong Xueliu frowned and questioned, "You're the ones headquarters sent to support us this time? When did you arrive? Why were you so slow?!"
The members of the Greedy Wolf Group are among the top figures in the Xuanmen sect. Moreover, they are older, experienced, and powerful, and each has their own pride. They are treated as honored guests in the outside world. They have never been questioned like this before, so they frowned in displeasure.
"Aren't you still alive? Besides, doesn't your Yaoguang Group pride itself on being some kind of Xuanmen prodigy? What, you can't even handle a mere heretic?" A middle-aged man sneered, speaking in a sarcastic tone.
"Alright, Lao Xu, young people are just a bit hot-tempered, not to mention we were indeed a little late this time." An elderly man wearing glasses patted the middle-aged man on the back: "It's normal for them to have opinions about us."
"It's your fault for being slow, and we're not allowed to complain?" Qi Chuhan couldn't help but exclaim. How could these people be so shameless?
It was clearly because they arrived too late. If Nan Yuanman hadn't happened to arrive, they would all have likely died here, and that flying zombie would have completely evolved into an indestructible beast. At that time, the entire X province would have been in crisis!
"Xiao Qi, don't get so worked up!" The old man, who was trying to mediate, clicked his tongue and said, "You know how we old folks are, with our aging arms and legs, we can't keep up with you young people, so..."
"Wow, third brother, is this what they call taking advantage of one's age?"
Before he could finish speaking, a childish voice suddenly rang out, and everyone in the courtyard turned to look in the direction from which the voice came.
Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared before them.
The older one was dressed in tattered clothes and had a scruffy beard, looking like a homeless person. The younger one was only about five years old, with a cute and delicate appearance, but the words he spoke were not so cute.
Feng Langqing sneered and nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right, this is taking advantage of one's age."
"Perfect, it's a good thing you didn't join 908 before. If 908 had this kind of thing, it would have been doomed sooner or later."
Nan Yuanman nodded her little head: "I think so too."
She looked at Zhong Xueliu with pity: "Sister Xueliu, you're really in trouble having someone like that as a colleague."
The members of the Greedy Wolf Group felt as if they had been slapped from afar, their faces burning with pain. The old man questioned them with great dissatisfaction, "Who are you people? Why are you at the place where the 908 case is being investigated?"
The middle-aged man jumped out and asked, "Are you the culprits behind the R country's human bone doll incident?"
Nan Yuanman's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something, and she clapped her hands together: "He's right! Sister Xue Liu, we haven't caught any of the evil cultivators yet! These people might be imposters from the evil cultivators!"
Before the members of the Greedy Wolf Group could speak, she cracked her knuckles, stomped her foot, and charged straight at the old man: "Fine! You villains! I'll tear off your disguises!"
Greedy Wolf Group members: "!"
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