Something Amiss

After She Li departed, defeated contestants began appearing on the stairs like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Some were ruthlessly crushed by Spatial Power, while others collapsed dejectedly after exhausting their mana. Once they lost the ability to continue climbing, the Realm Observer mercilessly teleported them down.

Di Huo bustled through the crowd, peddling Jade Spirit Restoration Pills to every Demon Cultivator defeated on the stairs.

Before long, nearly every defeated member of the Demon Race had received a pill from Di Huo.

The pills were indeed effective. Mere moments after taking them, the demons recovered one after another.

"Once we leave this place, inform the Flame Wolf King and have the Fire Wolf Clan refine more pills like these," Wu Yu said softly to Xuan Ye beside him.

"Yes." Xuan Ye nodded.

The effects of the Jade Spirit Restoration Pills attracted not only the Demon Cultivators' attention; the human cultivators had begun casting glances their way as well.

As large numbers of defeated contestants began appearing among the human cultivators, they too hungered for pills that could restore mana and vital energy.

However, the humans and demons of the Ten Thousand Monster Mountain Range had long harbored grievances against one another. Thus, though both sides were filled with doubt and curiosity, no one dared ask lightly.

Just then, Di Huo took the initiative to approach, several Jade Spirit Restoration Pills resting in his palm. Smiling, he said, "Fellow human cultivators, do you need pills to heal your injuries?"

A Void Refinement cultivator from White Emperor City stared at Di Huo in surprise. "You, a demon, are actually willing to use pills to help us?"

Di Huo smiled. "At this moment, we are all trapped aboard this Three Realms Immortal Ship. Helping each other is simply mutually beneficial. Why