Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“It’s little wonder you made it to the vanguard of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion,” complimented Gongsun Zhi.

Ning Yuechan nodded quietly.

One had to practice battling techniques, but what one needed more was a natural gift. There were people with no gift who spent their whole lives cultivating and practicing but never grasped high-level battling techniques until the day they died.

The young man in front of them was clearly quite gifted in the first place.

They exchanged glances. Their level of trust in him had gone up by quite a bit.

They did believe him, but they also weren’t sure whether to laugh or cry at themselves either.

They were at a much higher level of cultivation and had almost reached the highest level, but they ended up being saved by this young fellow who was only at Qi Refiner stage, and then he had also gotten them out of a fix earlier.

So the Faceless Giant and the trail of Blood Drinking Demons behind it were wandering around with no proper direction, while the Earth-travelling Demons had been fooled into moving back to the demon army’s base camp.

The two of them had been saved from a desperate situation and could finally breathe a small sigh of relief.

Gongsun Zhi then slapped his thigh and said, “Excellent, my dear Qingshan. Let’s leave right away. We might actually be able to make it back to the human army base camp alive.”

He then asked another question, “Sacred Lady, are you able to walk?”

Ning Yuechan shook her head and said, “No, I really can’t hold out anymore.”

Gongsun Zhi pointed at Gu Qingshan and said seriously, “Qingshan, help support Ning Yuechan. Let’s hurry along.”

Gongsun Zhi needed both hands to set up a formation, so if this boy helped support Ning Yuechan, then Gongsun Zhi had both hands free to set up a formation if they ran into any trouble.

Ning Yuechan knew the situation they were in and didn’t say anything. She just quietly held her hands out.

Gu Qingshan looked over at her and saw that her slim and elegant shoulders were completely covered by gold chainmail, and the deep, crimson-colored wrist guard on her arms covered her wrists, making her long and pretty hands seem even fairer than they already were.

So many young male cultivators wanted to hold this hand, and they would do anything and pay any price to do so.

But of course, that was just their wishful thinking.

Ning Yuechan was of high moral standing and had extremely high standards. She never liked to speak too much normally, so what more have such close contact with others?

If she hadn’t been faced with a life-threatening situation where she couldn’t even stand properly, there was no way she would have let a man help her up.

But Gu Qingshan didn’t even budge.

What?

What was wrong with this fellow again?

The two great cultivators who had nearly reached the peak of cultivation looked at Gu Qingshan together.

But Gu Qingshan was frowning and still in deep thought. He didn’t seem excited or happy about being able to be near a beautiful woman.

“What’s wrong?” asked Gongsun Zhi.

“What’s happened to her? Why does she need me to support her?” Gu Qingshan pointed at Ning Yuechan.

Ning Yuechan’s self-confidence started taking a tumble when he casually pointed at her like that.

Seriously? Would this fellow die if he supported her?

Ning Yuechan wondered if she had insufficient charm.

She was slightly annoyed by this, but Ning Yuechan had no choice but to bite her lip and explain the situation herself, “I’ve been through many days of fighting, so now I have four different types of poison in my body, and there are twenty-seven wounds on myself of varying sizes.”

“That’s not supposed to happen,” Gu Qingshan looked at her and replied in puzzlement. “Don’t both of you carry rations on you all the time? Surely your storage bags would have some pills for healing and purging poisons, right?”

Ning Yuechan looked away and said, “We’ve finished using them up a long time ago.”

Gongsun Zhi smiled bitterly and added on, “We’ve been trying to investigate the secrets of the demon army, but we were discovered by the Nine Nether Demonic Lord. So after we’ve been chased down for more than twenty days, everything we had has been used up. I don’t even have a healing pill left on myself.”

Gu Qingshan suddenly understood what had happened.

So the great Celestial Pole Sacred Lady, Ning Yuechan, was in such a poor condition, and she didn’t even have any more supplies on hand.

It was little wonder that she had eventually been surrounded by the five demon generals and sadly fallen to the enemy after hanging on for an entire day and night.

In the history of mankind, her fall had been one that everyone had thought was a terrible pity.

Gu Qingshan started patting himself down to find something that could help her.

Gongsun Zhi and Ning Yuechan watched him and their eyes lit up when they saw him do this.

Why hadn’t they thought of it? This boy might have some pills.

Just as they thought about this, Gu Qingshan put his hands down and said, “I’m sorry but I don’t have any healing pills for wounds either.”

Both of them were immediately a little disappointed.

Ning Yuechan was even a little annoyed. If he didn’t have anything, why did he take so long to look for one then?

“Let’s go. We should hurry while we can,” said Gongsun Zhi as he turned.

“Wait a minute.”

Gu Qingshan suddenly thought of something he had on hand.

He pulled a leather pouch out and poured out a gleaming, python gall bladder pill.

This gall bladder had been mixed with thirty-seven special medicines and had been properly treated already.

The immense medicinal power had been mixed in with the gall bladder to become one, and it had now become an incredible medicine for purging toxins and healing wounds.

The treated gall bladder had been made into a pill, so it could be safely consumed.

This was a method that Gu Qingshan had learned in his previous life, and it was very handy in times like this.

“Demonic Python gall bladder. It’s rare and it should be useful for the poison in your body as well as your injuries.”

Gu Qingshan said these words as he held up the gall bladder pill.

Gongsun Zhi took it from him, rubbed a bit off, and tasted it.

There was joy on his face as he said, “This is exactly what you need! Demonic Python gall bladders are good for nourishing your blood and flesh, and since it’s been mixed with a good amount of other medicines, it has become even better at purging toxins. It’s really what you need right now! It’s exactly the right type of medicine!”

Gongsun Zhi hurried her, “Sacred Lady, there’s hope for you! Quickly take this pill.”

But Ning Yuechan continued to stare at the Demonic Python gall bladder in his hand.

She knew very well that this gall bladder pill was very precious and important given her current condition.

But this scene had also successfully reminded her of a painful past that she had buried deep in her heart.

Ning Yuechan suddenly asked, “If you give this gall bladder to me, then what about you?”

“Me?” Gu Qingshan froze for a while before patting his own chest and replied, “I’ll be fine.”

Ning Yuechan was as quiet and calm as water. She quietly said, “Your cultivation level is very low, so anything could happen to you anytime. Why don’t you leave it for yourself in case your life is threatened?”

Gu Qingshan was stunned.

She just said that his cultivation was very low.

And that something might happen to him.

Did this lady know how to hold a conversation at all?

Gu Qingshan glared at her silver mask and replied in annoyance, “Are you going to eat it or not? If you’re not eating it, I’ll throw it away.”

No matter how good Ning Yuechan’s temperament was, it didn’t stop her from glaring back at the young man hatefully from behind her mask.

What sort of attitude was this? How could he say something like he’d throw the pill away if she didn’t eat it?

She bit her lips hard and wasn’t sure if she should accept the pill or reject it.

This Demonic Python gall bladder was more precious than an Antidote Pill. This gall bladder could purge any toxins or poisons within the body and could also increase the rate of her qi and blood regeneration.

Demonic Pythons weren’t very powerful, but it would hunt for food once a year, and after it had eaten its fill, it would hide deep in the mountains and sleep for the next year.

After 360 years, the Demonic Python would start evolving into a Kraken. It would leave its usual hiding place and start to absorb the five elements in order to evolve further into a Dragon.

It was actually a very difficult thing to run into a Demonic Python by coincidence.

The color of this Demonic Python gall bladder looked like it was nearly 300 years old, so it was even rarer than most.

But yet Gu Qingshan had taken it out so casually.

If this scenario had happened at a different time, or if Ning Yuechan wasn’t now all battered and bruised and had poisons running through her body, or if Gu Qingshan hadn’t happened to have a Demonic Python gall bladder that could solve her current problem, then Ning Yuechan wouldn’t have become emotional.

But this scenario had made her think of that deep pain in her memory.

At that time, Ning Yuechan had just entered the Celestial Pole Sect and had attracted a lot of attention because she was so impossibly gifted in cultivation.

As she had grown older, her stunningly beautiful looks had also been exposed to the world.

Eventually, there’d been a male disciple in the sect who would profess his love for her almost every single day.

In the end, she had been moved by another excellent older disciple when she’d been thirteen or fourteen, and she’d tried to interact with him.

But once when they had gone out to practice their skills, the two of them had been trapped in the midst of ancient ruins filled with poisonous air, and they hadn’t been able to find their way out, even after several months.

That other disciple had secretly set a trap to kill her off so that he could take the last Antidote Pill from her storage bag.

Ning Yuechan would always remember the threatening face of that disciple and how he had roared like he had gone mad.

“You bloody little slut, hand the Antidote Pill over to me!”

That day had been Ning Yuechan’s birthday, and it had also been the first time she had killed someone in her life.

From then on, Ning Yuechan never opened her heart to anyone ever again and concentrated on cultivation.

Now she was in a desperate situation and also heavily poisoned. But a young man had casually pulled out a Demonic Python gall bladder and even said in annoyance, “Are you going to eat it or not? If you’re not eating it, I’ll throw it away.”