QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 199 - 7.29

"What... where am I? Am I... alive?"

Fang Qi’s eyes fluttered open, his breath catching in his throat. He was no longer in the golden palace.

He found himself in another palace, just as lavish, but unmistakably different. There was no longer the oppressive demonic aura that had clung to every corner of the demon realm. Instead, it faintly exuded a bright and luxurious atmosphere.

"Of course you are alive."

A gentle voice sounded not far from him.

Fang Qi raised his eyes and saw a handsome young man in green clothes walking towards him with a pitch-black bowl in his hand.

When Fang Qi saw his face clearly, his eyes lit up. He tried to sit up from the bed, excitement bursting from him, "It’s you? It’s really you!"

However, his body was already seriously injured, and his cultivation was sealed. Before he could even sit up fully, his strength gave out, he collapsed forward, landing heavily on the edge of the bed, nearly tumbling off.

"Hey, hey, hey, be careful!" Su Jinzhou hurried forward, holding the bowl in one hand and supporting Fang Qi with the other, "I did save you, sure, but there’s no need to throw yourself at my feet like this, alright?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what are you doing?"

Su Jinzhou had just finished steadying Fang Qi when Ming Ye entered, his long crimson robe trailing behind him. His gaze fell on Su Jinzhou’s arm, still resting on Fang Qi’s shoulder, and he stood at a distance, arms folded tightly across his chest, "Still holding him? Hm. You might want to be careful, he might start thinking you’re his crutch."

Su Jinzhou: "..."

Su Jinzhou withdrew his hand in silence, his gaze briefly meeting Ming Ye’s before he turned to Fang Qi, offering him the medicine bowl, "You’re injured, drink this bowl of medicine."

Fang Qi ignored the bowl of medicine, his gaze locked on Su Jinzhou as though he hadn’t even heard him, "Excuse me, do you have the antidote for the hallucinogenic elixir you gave me? I need to save my master! The elixir’s effects were too much for him, and now he’s unconscious. I’m not sure what condition he’s in!"

Su Jinzhou blinked in disbelief, "What? You’re saying the effects of the hallucinogenic elixir were too strong for Immortal Jiang?"

"Yes!"

Fang Qi’s voice shook with anxiety, "I found my master locked in a golden palace, imprisoned by a powerful demonic cultivator. I crushed the hallucinogenic elixir, but I didn’t realize how powerful this man was. He seriously injured me while he was mentally disoriented and confused! When I regained consciousness, the man was fine, but my master... He is still trapped in an illusion, completely out of it!"

"How could this happen?"

Su Jinzhou was puzzled.

His hallucinogenic elixir is far more effective against demonic cultivators than immortal cultivators. This is because the majority of demonic cultivators bear heavier inner demon tribulations and karmic burdens, making them more likely to lose themselves in illusions.

But Immortal Jiang...

"Please give me another antidote. I have to save Master. If anything happens to him because of this, I won’t forgive myself!"

Su Jinzhou frowned. "I don’t have the necessary spiritual herbs on hand to refine another antidote. But rest assured, this hallucinogenic elixir isn’t lethal. It will only make people unconscious."

"What spiritual herbs do you want?"

Ming Ye, who had not spoken for a while, suddenly asked behind him.

Su Jinzhou turned around when he saw him, his eyes sparkled with realization.

Acquiring any rare spiritual herbs poses no challenge for the Demon Prince Ming Ye.

"I want Illusory Ivy, Phantom Fern, and Moonshade Essence..."

"Wait..." Ming Ye interrupted him softly, stepping closer. He gently took Su Jinzhou’s fingers, counting them one by one, his gaze lingering with a knowing smile and ambiguous meaning, "I can give them to you, but I can’t give them for free."

Su Jinzhou raised an eyebrow and flashed a playful smile. With a swift motion, he withdrew his hand and said with a voice laced with feigned innocence, "Ask him. After all, he’s the one eager to save his master. As for me, I’m just a poor man working for nothing."

If he hadn’t seen that the mission progress bar in the sea of consciousness was now stuck at 85 and no longer moving, he really didn’t want to care about this overly troublesome male protagonist.

Ming Ye: "..."

The Demon Prince was very unhappy that his little plan did not go smoothly.

He looked at Fang Qi even more unkindly, as if he was ready to beat him to death and throw him away at any time.

Fang Qi, who was completely unaware, was extremely enthusiastic. "I’ll contribute! I’ll contribute as much as I can! As long as I can save Master!"

When Jiang Jiamian regained consciousness, he was surprised to find that his body didn’t feel as uncomfortable as he had anticipated. Instead, he sensed an unidentifiable force subtly circulating within him.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand to check his pulse and was stunned.

There were signs that his internal cultivation was recovering!

Yet, that didn’t make sense. Lou Yan had shattered all his spiritual bones, destroying his cultivation. Without it, it should have been impossible for him to cultivate again.

Jiang Jiamian noticed Lou Yan was still asleep beside him, but it was different from the usual mornings. Normally, Lou Yan would have already gotten out of bed, either preparing breakfast or sitting nearby, watching him.

A strange feeling stirred within his chest as he leaned in a little closer to study Lou Yan’s face. That’s when he noticed the subtle change.

He instinctively reached out, fingers brushing against Lou Yan’s cheek.

Lou Yan’s sleep was undisturbed, his body not shifting even an inch in response. His handsome features were a little more muted, his lips no longer their usual pink but instead an unsettling shade of pale.

What was going on with him?

What did Lou Yan do?

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