Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Please Lower Your Screen in Half to Mourn (Hands Together)

Sang Nian: That’s how it happened, please lower your screen in half to mourn (hands together)

Chu Yao: Lowered (attached picture)

Su Xueyin: Wuwuwu, Junior Brother Shen was so young, how could he…

Wen Buyu: How do you lower it?

Wen Buyu: I don’t know how to operate the spirit stone, can someone teach me?

Wen Buyu:

Shen Mingchao: …I haven’t offended any of you

“Yo, Your Highness is awake?”

Sang Nian put away her spirit stone, and strolled leisurely to the bedside, bending down to carefully observe the young man on the bed.

Shen Mingchao pushed her with his hand:

“Why are you suddenly so close? I’m warning you, Your Highness is as beautiful as a flower, if you dare to covet me, I”

Sang Nian raised her fist:

“I’ll punch you to death”

“If you don’t shut up.”

Shen Mingchao shrunk his neck and silently shut his mouth.

Sang Nian stroked her chin, nodding repeatedly:

“Hmm, no more foaming at the mouth, your face isn’t green anymore, your eyes aren’t dull either.”

She pretended to bow:

“Congratulations to Your Highness, good fortune to Your Highness, you’ve regained your life.”

Shen Mingchao weakly gave her a middle finger.

He got out of bed weakly:

“How did my poison get cured?”

Sang Nian took out a porcelain bottle:

“Ta-da, ta-da, ta-da, the All-Purpose Detoxification Pill I bought for a lot of money, it cures all illnesses, one pill is enough.”

Shen Mingchao’s eyes turned red, he sniffed:

“You’re the best friend I have, you’re actually willing to use such good medicine for me.”

“Even brothers settle accounts, the same goes for best friends.”

Sang Nian spread her palm towards him, smiling without showing her teeth:

“Ten thousand spirit stones per pill, plus thirty thousand spirit stones for the labor cost of feeding and caring for you.”

Shen Mingchao: …

The self who was just moved to tears by her was really stupid.

After paying, he became more and more angry:

“If you get seriously injured in the future, I’ll definitely rip you off, I’ll get all this money back with interest.”

Sang Nian pouted: “Who cares about you saving me.”

Shen Mingchao threatened:

“Okay, then I’ll watch you die, whoever saves you is a dog!”

Sang Nian: “You are a dog.”

Shen Mingchao almost spat blood.

“Alright, I have to go see if Xiao Zhuochen is awake, I don’t have time to argue with you.”

Sang Nian opened the door and went out.

Shen Mingchao quickly caught up with her:

“What time is it now?”

Sang Nian: “It’s noon on the second day of the Heroes’ Gathering.”

He breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s good, I didn’t delay much progress.”

Sang Nian glanced at him, and took out a hand-drawn map from her sleeve:

“We’ll set off after we see Xiao Zhuochen.”

Shen Mingchao took a look:

“Is this a map of the entire secret realm?”

Sang Nian: “The little pufferfish gave it to me.”

“I’ve roughly marked the places where jade crystals might be hidden, we can take a look along the way when we go to meet Xie Chenzhou and the others, we should be able to collect a lot.”

Seeing her rare seriousness, Shen Mingchao’s tone was strange:

“You want to get a ranking too?”

Sang Nian said: “I want to be first.”

Shen Mingchao “ah”ed, blurting out:

“How can you be first?”

Sang Nian asked back:

“Why can’t I be first?”

Shen Mingchao scratched his head:

“It’s not that, it’s just that, our cultivation, it seems like being first, it’s a little too much to think about.”

Sang Nian raised her eyebrows: “I dare to think about it.”

She put away the map:

“It’s up to us, how do you know it’s impossible if you don’t try?”

“Although… but…”

Shen Mingchao shook his head:

“They’re all at the Golden Core stage, Xiao Zhuochen is even at the Nascent Soul stage, you’re a Foundation Establishment cultivator, if it wasn’t for the teleportation array malfunctioning, you wouldn’t even be qualified to enter, how could you possibly beat them?”

Sang Nian said matter-of-factly:

“They’re very powerful, I can’t beat them, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to be first.”

Shen Mingchao choked, he looked like he couldn’t do anything about her:

“Forget it, forget it, it’s good to have dreams, I won’t discourage you.”

As they spoke, the two pushed open the door to the next room.

Chu Yao and the little pufferfish were both inside.

“How is he?” Sang Nian asked.

“He’s still unconscious.”

Chu Yao said:

“He was seriously injured, only a hair’s breadth away from being sent out by the spirit of the secret realm.”

Shen Mingchao was eager to try:

“Why don’t we just send him on his way? Anyway, with his injuries, he can’t possibly continue searching for the Jade Marrow.”

Sang Nian recalled Xiao Jing’s words.

If he were to be eliminated now, Xiao Zhuochen would definitely become the laughingstock of the entire cultivation world.

Then, the Xiao family, who regarded him as their glory…

What would they do?

“Forget it,” Sang Nian said, “Let him rest for a few days. He’ll have plenty of hard times to face after he leaves.”

Shen Mingchao said resentfully:

“He’s lucky he met us. If it were anyone else, they would have already dealt with this top rival.”

“Cough cough”

The young man on the bed suddenly coughed twice, his eyelashes fluttering slightly, and his tightly closed eyes showed signs of opening.

“He seems to be waking up,” said Little Pufferfish.

The group hurriedly walked over.

“Cough cough”

The young man coughed twice more, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes slowly opened a crack.

At the head of the bed, four faces, three big and one small, looked down at him in unison.

“You’re awake?” they said in unison.

Xiao Zhuochen: “.”

He paused for a moment, and tentatively spoke:

“Miss Sang?”

Sang Nian nodded in satisfaction:

“You can still recognize me, it seems your brain wasn’t injured.”

Xiao Zhuochen was taken aback, and asked:

“It was… you who saved me?”

Sang Nian quickly waved her hand, her words coming out like a string of beans:

“It wasn’t me, don’t get it wrong, don’t thank the wrong person. I just applied medicine to you, the one who carried you back was someone else.”

Xiao Zhuochen’s gaze shifted to Chu Yao’s face.

Chu Yao: “Don’t look, it wasn’t me.”

He then looked at Shen Mingchao.

Shen Mingchao: “Haha, it wasn’t me either.”

He finally looked at Little Pufferfish.

Little Pufferfish proudly said:

“That’s right, it was my father who carried you back.”

Xiao Zhuochen struggled to get out of bed to bow:

“For saving my life, I will repay you tenfold.”

“Alright, just lie down.”

Sang Nian pressed him back down with one hand:

“You’re almost paralyzed, don’t be messing around.”

Xiao Zhuochen paused, and asked:

“Am I seriously injured?”

Sang Nian: “Anyway, you can’t use your spiritual energy for the next half month. If you want to fully recover, it will take at least a year or two.”

Xiao Zhuochen seemed to have expected this, his eyes flickered slightly, concealing the hint of melancholy in his eyes.

He politely said:

“Regardless, thank you for applying medicine and bandaging me, Miss Sang.”

Sang Nian extended her hand to him.

Xiao Zhuochen was completely bewildered:

“This is?”

Sang Nian grinned and politely said:

“Please settle the medical bill, it’s a total of 188,000.”

Xiao Zhuochen: “…”

Shen Mingchao finally felt a sense of psychological balance, and said confidently:

“188,000 is already very cheap. Our pills don’t come from the wind.”

“Not to mention the time we wasted and the effort we put in to take care of you, these are things that can’t be bought with money.”

After listening, Xiao Zhuochen’s pale face flashed with a hint of guilt, and he said softly:

“I’m truly sorry for the inconvenience I’ve caused you all.”

Sang Nian said:

“Don’t listen to him, he was also poisoned and unconscious when he woke up, he’s not much better than you.”

Xiao Zhuochen shook his head slightly:

“I have indeed caused inconvenience to you all.”

He struggled to sit up, untied the storage bag around his waist, and took out a box:

“This is the Jade Marrow I collected. Since I can’t continue on, these are useless to me.”

Shen Mingchao was astonished:

“You mean you want to give them to us?”

Xiao Zhuochen nodded lightly:

“I didn’t bring any spirit stones with me this time. When I leave here, I will make up for the money I owe you.”

This time, even Shen Mingchao felt a little embarrassed, and he mumbled and stopped talking.

Sang Nian glared at him, and said to Xiao Zhuochen:

“If you give us the Jade Marrow, your ranking will be completely gone.”

Xiao Zhuochen’s eyes couldn’t hide his weariness:

“Apart from the top spot, other rankings mean nothing to me.”

Just like his life, there was only success or failure.

There was no middle ground.