If Su Shi'er had deliberately shown no concern for little Feng Fei, that would have been abnormal instead, and might well have backfired.
Using concern as an excuse to make the Demonic Cultivator Body exert himself and bleed a little would instead keep the other party's attention focused mainly on him.
This bastard is dead set on making me bleed heavily, isn't he?
The Demonic Cultivator Body cursed inwardly, yet wore a faint smile as he said, "Rest assured, my friend. How could Su neglect the injuries of his own disciple?"
"By coincidence, that old bastard from the White Bone Sect at the Spirit Severing stage had his physical body destroyed earlier, and Su obtained his storage Magical Treasure. There happen to be several extraordinarily effective healing Spiritual Pills within."
"My disciple was injured because of the White Bone Sect, so it is only right to use the White Bone Sect's Spiritual Pills to treat her wounds!"
With that, the Demonic Cultivator Body flicked his hand, and a bottle of healing Spiritual Pills appeared in his palm.
As soon as the stopper was opened, a medicinal fragrance that soothed the heart and refreshed the spirit spread through the air.
Immediately afterward, a Spiritual Pill radiating a gentle glow flew out. At a glance, it was clearly a high-grade treasure of considerable value.
Of course, it was not a Spiritual Pill meant for Spirit Severing stage or Out of Body cultivators. Feng Fei's cultivation had not reached that level, and rashly taking a higher-grade Spiritual Pill might not necessarily have been a good thing.
Yet from its appearance alone, it was clear that this was an exceedingly rare pill even for a Nascent Soul cultivator.
As the Spiritual Pill entered her stomach, its medicinal power began to dissolve and circulate.
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