Jing Li nodded, indicating that she understood, but still said fiercely, "Remember to send the spirit stones over. You know the price I pay for my actions."
Zhan Changtian's face immediately turned green. Jing Li's price was astronomical. As the master of the Pill King Palace, he had seen all kinds of rare and precious materials. Coupled with his noble status and not-so-good temper, he saved very few people each year. However, whenever Jing Li took action, there was absolutely no chance of failure.
Having suffered such severe injuries, he certainly wouldn't be able to fight again for at least half a month. However, after Jing Li's attack, Zhan Changtian circulated his true energy and sensed his injuries. His external wounds were completely healed, showing no trace of injury whatsoever. Strangely, his internal injuries were also almost completely healed, and there was now a pure energy within his body continuously repairing his meridians and internal organs. At this rate, he would be fully recovered in three days at most.
It must be said that Jingli's medical skills are truly miraculous.
"Don't be too happy yet. Just now you consumed two grade nine pills, one grade ten pill, as well as an antidote and a blood clotting agent. Most importantly, you consumed half of the Palace Master's true energy. Look how many years you'll have to sell yourself to the Pill King Palace to pay off this huge debt."
Zhan Changtian took a look at Jing Li, who was recovering with her eyes closed. Including the time she cured him of poison, this was the second time Jing Li had saved him. He remembered this life-saving grace.
"Junior Sister Yu, please don't tease me. I really have to sell myself now." Zhan Changtian's head drooped limply, looking pitiful, which was kind of cute in a way.
Now it's the mysterious demon's turn. Will he, like Lang Sha, choose Zhan Changtian again? That would be taking advantage of someone in distress. However, this is within the rules; it's just that Zhan Changtian's luck seems to be a little bit bad.
The mysterious demon slowly stood up, his indifferent eyes once again fixed on Jing Li. He completely ignored Zhan Changtian, whose nerves were on edge, and Yu Kou, who was also likely to be challenged.
Jing Li opened her eyes and walked down gracefully, like a noble king slowly descending from his throne. Her unparalleled demeanor and elegance truly drew the attention of countless people. This was also a major reason why Jing Li, despite her willful behavior for so many years, had never been targeted for violence. People are always forgiving of beautiful women.
The mysterious demon clan had already fought with Jing Li before, and now they've actually come after Jing Li again. Are they planning to take advantage of the fact that Jing Li was healing Zhan Changtian and her true essence hadn't recovered yet, and defeat Jing Li in a less than honorable way?
To everyone's surprise, the two took their positions: one with unparalleled beauty and extraordinary bearing; the other dressed in black, exuding a sinister aura. They stood there quietly, showing no sign of intending to fight.
Could this be the legendary invisible confrontation? Many people perked up, ready to see how things would unfold.
As a result, ten minutes passed and the two were still standing in the same spot, without even changing their posture. Were they staring at each other, or were they observing each other's weaknesses, preparing to deliver a fatal blow?
Those remaining on the stage were all puzzled, while the outside world was in an uproar.
"They must have been stunned by the Palace Master's unparalleled beauty and couldn't bear to do it."
"They've already fought once."
"But the murderous maniac who was defeated by the Palace Master is even more unable to extricate himself from observing the Palace Master, which is why he continues to challenge the Palace Master!"
"You mean the two of them are developing feelings for each other?"
"Cultivate my ass! It's common knowledge that the Palace Master likes beautiful women. This murderous maniac doesn't even dare to show his face. He still wants to attract the Palace Master's attention? He's dreaming!"
It has to be said that their imaginations are truly boundless. Jing Li genuinely didn't want to take action at the moment, and the mysterious demons had no interest in this kind of game. The two of them simply stood there, discussing business.
"Should we fight or not?" Jing Li asked.
"You really want to fight?"
No.
"Bribe me."
Jing Li's lips twitched. They were really shameless. Such an important competition for the Heavenly Ranking was obviously not that important in the eyes of the mysterious demons. They could even be used for trading.
"The reward for first place on the Heavenly Ranking is even more generous." Is this demon stupid?
"Those things are useless to me. Can't I just steal them?" Cough cough, is it really appropriate to just tell him that?
What do you want?
"Medicine pills".
"What kind of pill?"
"Emperor-level."
Jing Li nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. He'd emphasized this countless times: did he really look like an Emperor-level alchemist? Emperor-level pills could only be refined by Emperor-level alchemists, and these pills possessed their own spirituality; the amount of spiritual herbs and energy required to refine them was astronomical. Every Emperor-level pill on the continent was priceless. Even King-level pills were incredibly rare, far more difficult to obtain than the mysterious demons made them out to be.
"No."
"How about a god-level one?"
“You can go die now,” Jing Li roared.
How skilled are you in medicine?
Throughout the entire Taiyan Continent, apart from those few old monsters, who else has better medical skills than him? No one. And this fool actually asked how good his medical skills were.
"Not very good."
"Same as always, three King-level pills, or help me save someone."
"Are you sure it's a human and not a demon?"
The mysterious demon paused for a moment, its demonic aura growing even stronger: "I'm sure it's human."
"Okay, deal." Anyway, it's a human being being saved, not a demon. Besides, whether it can be cured is another matter entirely. Jing Li wasn't worried at all.
The two reached an agreement readily. Jing Li took several pills, but her face remained pale, causing many to break out in a cold sweat for her. "That murderous maniac is so ruthless, and the Palace Master isn't even at his peak yet; it's heartbreaking to see."
Jing Li pondered whether he should just admit defeat. He decided against it. If he made the demons admit defeat, the entire continent would probably be buzzing with rumors tomorrow that he was colluding with the demons to harm humans.
"Enough talk, let's fight!"
The Yin-Yang Demon Flame and the Nine Nether Demon Dragon Flame unleashed their full power, engulfing the entire arena in a sea of fire. However, through that terrifying sea of fire, a red light and a black aura could be clearly seen, undulating and exuding immense power.
In reality, Jing Li and Wuming unleashed all their attacks, creating what appeared to be a devastating, earth-shattering assault, but it was all show and no substance. Nevertheless, the two dutifully continued their fight, occasionally letting out muffled groans, determined to achieve the best possible effect.
After half a day of fighting, the mysterious demon and Jing Li were both sent flying backward, seriously injured, and admitted defeat with grim faces.
So, it's another draw, and many people are getting restless. Their hearts ache for the Palace Master; he could have won, but saving lives turned it into a draw. Truly, a healer's heart is like a parent's; to save lives, victory is no object—it's incredibly moving.
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