True Person Wanshi's Request

He could only use one pill himself; any others would be sealed and have no effect. But Meng Qi wasn't sure whether the extra pills would work on people from the Gods and Demons World. He had already made up his mind: even if he couldn't use it, he would give up his own Eastern Extreme Longevity Pill to save Du Huai Shang. If Du Huai Shang died or remained unconscious as he was now, the rebel armies would fall apart sooner or later. The Main Quest would become impossible to complete, and he would be erased outright!

Of course, all of this depended on Du Huai Shang's condition being within the Eastern Extreme Longevity Pill's healing range.

Inside the tent, Meng Qi seemed to be chatting about trivial matters with Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan, and the others. In truth, he had transformed with the wind, leaving a hair clone in his place while his true body slipped away unseen and headed for the central army camp. With his Eight-Nine Arcane Art at the six-heaven level, no one short of a genuine Grandmaster could spot the tell!

Changing his appearance along the way to resemble patrol soldiers, guards, and officers, Meng Qi soon reached the heavily guarded central camp. He transformed into a flea, a form he could only manage after reaching the first Heavenly Stair, and patiently waited for someone he knew.

Time passed. The setting sun slanted across the sky, and the river wind grew ever more bitterly cold, as if a deity who ruled winter and the North Pole had descended. A sharp-faced man, quick as a monkey, rubbed his hands out of habit as he emerged from the central camp, which was layered with defenses and barred to outsiders. His expression was gloomy, his mind heavy