If You Don't Eat It, I'll Throw It Away

"With such archery skills, no wonder you can be a vanguard in the Brave Cavalry Camp," Gongsun Zhi praised.

Ning Yuechan nodded silently.

Combat skills require practice, but even more so, they require talent. Some people have a lifetime of cultivation but never learn some advanced combat skills until they die.

The young man before them indeed had good talent.

They exchanged a glance, already believing him seventy to eighty percent.

Believing was one thing, but both of them felt somewhat amused and helpless.

To think that our cultivation is so profound, our skills so masterful, yet we were saved once and helped out of a predicament by a Qi Refining kid.

Right now, the Faceless Giant was running around like a headless fly with the Blood-Drinking Demon; the Earth Element Demonkin Legion had been tricked away to haul dirt back to the Demon Army Main Camp.

They could be said to have survived a desperate situation and could finally catch their breath.

Gongsun Zhi immediately decided, "Very well, young friend Gu, we'll leave immediately. Maybe we can return to the Human Race Highlands alive."

He then asked, "Holy Maiden, can you still walk?"

Ning Yuechan shook her head and said, "No, I really can't hold on any longer."

Gongsun Zhi pointed at Gu Qingshan and said seriously, "Kid Gu, you support Ning Yuechan, and we'll set off."

Setting up formations required both hands to form seals. With this kid supporting Ning Yuechan, he could free his hands to fully exert his power in case of sudden crises.

Ning Yuechan also knew the situation and said nothing, silently extending her hand.

Gu Qingshan looked over and saw that her willow-like slender arm was completely covered in golden scales, and her wrist was adorned with a dark red, tight-fitting wrist guard, which set off her slender jade hand, making it appear exceptionally fair.

Under the heavens, countless male cultivators dreamed of holding this hand, willing to pay any price.

But that was just wishful thinking.

Ning Yuechan was pure and flawless, with exceptionally high standards. She usually disliked talking much, let alone having such close contact with others.

If it weren't for such a life-or-death moment, if she really couldn't even stand, she wouldn't allow a man to support her.

However, Gu Qingshan didn't move.

Huh?

What's wrong with this kid now?

The two great cultivators with profound realms and high cultivation levels looked at Gu Qingshan together.

They saw Gu Qingshan frowning, his face still showing a thoughtful expression, without any joy or enthusiasm for being close to a beautiful woman.

"What's wrong?" Gongsun Zhi asked.

"What's wrong with her? Why do I have to support her?" Gu Qingshan pointed at Ning Yuechan.

Ning Yuechan was truly starting to feel insecure after being pointed at so casually.

Would it kill this guy to help me?

Am I really that unattractive?

Feeling slightly indignant, Ning Yuechan couldn't help but bite her lip and personally explained, "I've been fighting hard for days, poisoned by four different toxins, with twenty-seven wounds of varying sizes on my body."

"That shouldn't be," Gu Qingshan looked at her, puzzled, "Shouldn't you all be carrying supplies? Even in your personal Storage Bag, there should be Healing Pills and antidotes, right?"

Ning Yuechan turned her head away and said, "I used them all up long ago."

Gongsun Zhi also said with a wry smile, "We went deep into the Demon Army to investigate secrets, but we were discovered by the Nine Nether Demon Lord, who chased us for more than twenty days. We've used up everything we had—I don't even have a single Healing Pill left."

Gu Qingshan suddenly understood.

So the Heavenly Peak Holy Maiden Ning Yuechan was in such a bad state and had even run out of basic supplies.

No wonder she was entangled by the Five Great Demon Generals and, after being delayed for a day and a night, had to fall regrettably.

She was the most regrettable fall in human history.

Gu Qingshan felt around his body, trying to find some supplies.

Gongsun Zhi and Ning Yuechan observed him, and when they saw his actions, their eyes lit up.

That's right, this kid might have some replenishment pills.

Just as they were thinking this, they saw Gu Qingshan put down his hand and say, "Sorry, I don't have any Healing Pills either."

The two of them were immediately disappointed.

Ning Yuechan was even a little annoyed—if he didn't have any, why was he searching his body for so long!

"Let's go, let's hurry," Gongsun Zhi said, turning around.

"Wait a moment."

Gu Qingshan suddenly remembered something.

He took out a leather pouch and poured out a Snake Gall that emitted a hazy glow.

This Snake Gall was wrapped in thirty-seven kinds of special potions and had undergone corresponding treatment from the inside out.

The massive medicinal power seeped into the Snake Gall, and the medicinal power merged with the Snake Gall, forming a supreme detoxification and healing medicine.

The Snake Gall had been prepared into a pill, so it was safe to take.

This was a method that Gu Qingshan had mastered in his previous life, and it was very effective.

"Python Demon Gall, it's very rare, maybe it will be useful for the toxins and injuries on your body."

As Gu Qingshan spoke, he held the Snake Gall in his hand.

Gongsun Zhi took it over and examined it carefully, then crushed a little bit of the powder and tasted it.

He suddenly revealed a look of joy and said, "It's too timely, Python Demon Gall replenishes blood and generates flesh, supplemented with appropriate spiritual medicines, it strengthens the detoxification ability, it's exactly the right medicine! Exactly the right medicine!"

Gongsun Zhi urged, "Holy Maiden, you are saved, quickly take this thing."

Ning Yuechan stared blankly at the Python Demon Gall in the other's hand.

With her knowledge, she naturally knew how precious and important this Snake Gall was to her at this moment.

However, this scene successfully evoked the painful past hidden deep in her heart.

Ning Yuechan suddenly asked, "You gave me this Snake Gall, then what about you?"

"Me?" Gu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then patted his chest and said, "I'm fine."

Ning Yuechan was as calm as water, and said softly, "Your cultivation is so low, something might happen to you at any time, why don't you keep it for yourself to save your life?"

Gu Qingshan was stunned.

My cultivation is low?

Something will happen to me?

Does this girl know how to chat!

Gu Qingshan glared at the other party's silver mask and said impatiently, "Are you going to eat it or not? If you don't eat it, I'll throw it away."

Even with Ning Yuechan's good temper, she glared fiercely at the young man from behind the mask.

What kind of attitude is that, what do you mean if you don't eat it, I'll throw it away, how can this person talk like that.

She bit her lip tightly, unable to decide whether to accept or reject it for a moment.

This Python Demon Gall is a hundred times more precious than a detoxification pill. Eating it will dissolve the toxins in the body and promote the re-emergence of Qi and blood.

Although Python Demons are not considered strong, they only eat once a year, and after eating their fill, they will burrow into the deep belly of the mountain and sleep for a whole year.

Three hundred and sixty years later, when the Python Demon transforms into a Flood Dragon, it will leave its original place and look for a Five Elements spiritual land to nourish its divine soul in preparation for transforming into a dragon.

It is very difficult to encounter a Python Demon appearing.

This Python Demon Gall, which looks almost three hundred years old, is even more rare.

However, the other party just took it out so casually.

If it were another time, if Ning Yuechan was not exhausted and seriously poisoned, if the other party had not just taken out the detoxifying Python Demon Gall, Ning Yuechan would not have had any emotional fluctuations.

But it was precisely under such circumstances that it suddenly reminded her of the pain deep in her memory.

Back when she had just entered the Heavenly Peak Sect, Ning Yuechan attracted everyone's attention with her monstrous talent for cultivation.

As the years passed, her stunning, peerless beauty was revealed to all.

Gradually, almost every day, fellow disciples would try to curry favor with her.

Finally, in her youthful years, she was moved by an equally outstanding senior brother and began to try to interact with him.

Who knew that during an external trial, the two of them would be trapped in an ancient ruin filled with poisonous miasma, unable to escape for months.

That senior brother secretly set a trap, wanting to kill her in order to seize the only antidote pill left in her Storage Bag.

Ning Yuechan would forever remember the ferocious look of that senior brother, remember his frantic roar.

"Damn little bitch, hand over the antidote pill!"

That day was Ning Yuechan's birthday, and also the first time in her life that she killed someone.

From then on, Ning Yuechan closed off her heart, seeking only the Great Path.

And now, in the same desperate situation, poisoned by the same deadly toxin, there was a young man who nonchalantly took out a Python Demon Gall and said impatiently, "Are you going to eat it or not? If you don't, I'll throw it away."