He coughed violently, wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth with his wide sleeve.
The Sect Master and the elders did not seem to mind. The Sect Master cast a spell and cleaned every trace of wine from him.
The system replied, [That's him, Host. I found it. Wow, this Medicine Maniac really has a story.]
Everyone pricked up their ears.
The Medicine Maniac had been among those who fought in the Immortal-Demon War. To them, he was a senior of the Sect from an earlier generation.
The Medicine Maniac might not deserve their respect, but they were all curious about what had happened during that war.
Li Zi picked up a pastry from the table and began eating as she waited for the system to continue.
[Tell us more.]
[The Medicine Maniac has a strange personality. He's obsessed with studying prescriptions and remarkably oblivious to emotions. He pours all his attention into research. Everything he studies concerns the effects of Demonic Aura entering a mortal's body. Almost no one in the entire Cultivation World wants to research medicines like that.]
Cultivators had always borne the duty of protecting the Mortal Realm from invasion by the Devil Race, but few truly cared about mortals.
They spent most of their time cultivating, focused on their own strength and improving themselves.
The Medicine Maniac had been doing this all along?
What effect could Demonic Aura entering a mortal's body have?
Li Zi asked, [Has he been researching this the whole time? Doesn't he cultivate?]
She swallowed a mouthful of food and craned her neck to look toward the Medicine Maniac.
The Medicine King Sect Master, meanwhile, glared at the Medicine Maniac, who was pouring himself yet another drink.
"Junior brother, if you'd cultivated properly, with your talent, you'd probably be