Chapter 133 - Hovering Between Life and Death
Chapter 133 Hovering Between Life and Death
He took out a purple protective spell from his storage ring and stuck it on Wu Qingce’s body. Jiang Beiran handed the 70% Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill to Wu Qingce and said, “No matter how painful it is, stay awake. Otherwise, it will be very dangerous.” “Yes, Brother Jiang.” After bowing respectfully to Jiang Beiran, Wu Qingce took the 70% Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill and walked into the Eight Yang Formation.
After Wu Qingce walked to the center of the Eight Yang Formation, he sat down cross-legged.
Jiang Beiran took out a silver Flag of Six Directions and stuck it beside his feet. Then, he started to chant the spell.
After that, the mist emitted from the Eight Yang Formation was dyed red, which meant that the formation had begun to operate.
Looking at Wu Qingce at the center of the formation, Jiang Beiran finally said, “Remember, hold on.”
“Yes, I will definitely not let you down!”
After saying that, Wu Qingce directly put the Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill into his mouth.
The Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill instantly melted into a liquid state and drilled into Wu Qingce’s body, spreading towards his entire body.
In less than a breath’s time, Wu Qingce’s expression distorted, and the veins on his hands also bulged.
Soon, bean-sized beads of sweat slid down from his forehead. At this moment, Wu Qingce only felt numbness and pain all over his body, as if countless rats were gnawing at his body. But he knew that this was only the beginning. The last time he took the 30% Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill, he already knew that the pain brought by this spirit medicine would only get worse. He knew that there was a bigger challenge waiting for him.
While he was still able to control himself, Wu Qingce began to use the Rhymed Formula of Returning Hearts. He hoped that it could distract himself and alleviate the pain in his body.
However, after a short while, Wu Qingce found that the power of the medicinal properties had entered the next stage. The pain in his body had changed from a group of rats gnawing on him to countless sharp blades shuttling through his body at an extremely fast speed. It was like all his organs and blood vessels were cut open.
“Ah!!!”
Finally, the pain made Wu Qingce roared in a muffled voice. However, he still managed to hold on as he tried to use the Rhymed Formula of Returning Hearts. He still managed to use the mystic energy in his body to resist the pain. Unfortunately, his little mystic energy was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the 70% Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill. It was simply impossible to resist the medicinal side effect of this pill.
Therefore, he decided to change his train of thought and stop using mystic energy to resist medicinal side effect. Instead, he used mystic energy to repair his damaged organs and blood vessels.
However, when he used mystic energy to repair his spleen, he found that the medicinal efficacy had increased again!
“Ah!!!”
Listening to Wu Qingce’s painful howls and the visible electric arcs, Jiang Beiran knew that the medicinal efficacy of the Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill had reached its peak.
Under the attack of the electric arcs, not only were Wu Qingce’s organs riddled with holes, but even the surface of his body was cracked open with wounds so deep that one could see his bones.
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However, just as Wu Qingce’s body was on the verge of collapse, the red mist produced by the Eight Yang Formation rapidly surged into his body and healed those wounds rapidly. However, this phenomenon did not alleviate Wu Qingce’s pain. His body was constantly being healed and torn apart. This pain intensified greatly, which made him howl miserably. It felt worse than death.
Jiang Beiran believed that if it were not for this Eight Yang Formation isolating the sound, perhaps all the people of the Sect of Masked Moon would hear Wu Qing’s bloodcurdling scream.
After a short while, Wu Qingce was completely drenched in blood. However, he still forced himself to stay awake, even if the dizziness became stronger gradually. “I will never let Brother Jiang down!”
Relying on his conviction, Wu Qingce forced himself to hold on. He even began to adapt to the pain and numbness in his body.
Finally, with the help of the Eight Yang Formation to heal his wound again, the wound did not crack anymore. Wu Qingce, who was covered in blood, survived the test and successfully absorbed 70% Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill.
“Very impressive.”
While Wu Qingce was gasping for breath, he realized that his senior brother was already standing in front of him.
“Many… Many thanks for your praise.”
“Open your mouth.”
When Wu Qingce had just opened his mouth obediently, Jiang Beiran had already shot a tier 4 spirit medicine, Hundred Herb Pill into his mouth. “This Hundred Herb Pill is enough for you to face Mu Jiuri at your peak condition tomorrow.”
Wu Qingce, who felt that his weakness was beginning to disappear, said in surprise, “Thank you, Brother Jiang.” “In addition, if you want to defeat Mu Jiuri, don’t even think about saving the Speed Pill. You only have a slim chance if you fight with all your strength.”
“I understand!”
“Okay, go wash up in the river across the street. Go back and rest after washing up.” “Yes!”
Wu Qingce could barely stand up after saying that. However, after taking two steps, he found that his body was becoming lighter. It was as if he could run far away with just a little strength.
“Is this the 70% Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill? Brother Jiang is really too powerful.”
After Wu Qingce staggered away, Jiang Beiran put away all the materials used to set up the formations. Finally, he picked up the shell of the Yan Tuo Turtle and put it back into the Ruyi Fortune Bucket.
When Wu Qingce finished washing, he changed his clothes and returned to the mountain. He found that his senior brother was no longer there.
“Brother Jiang has helped me a lot. I must win tomorrow!”
Wu Qingce looked at the position where the Eight Yang Formation was and clenched his fist. Then, he turned around and walked down the mountain.
The next afternoon, Jiang Beiran arrived at the main arena.
In the morning, the champions of spear competition and stick competition were decided. As expected, both champions were still two disciples of the demonic cult. However, everyone was no longer interested in the results of those two competitions. Instead, everyone was looking forward to the most exciting match in the afternoon.
Mu Jiuri versus Wu Qingce. Ever since Wu Qingce defeated the insufferably arrogant Mu Yao in the semi-finals, he had become the only hope of the righteous sects. It was hard to imagine that he could defeat Mu Jiuri. However, just like how they had never thought that Wu Qingce could defeat Mu Yao, they felt that Wu Qingce might give them a huge surprise this time.
At this moment, Mu Jiuri and Wu Qingce had already walked onto the stage and bowed to each other under everyone’s gaze.
“Brother Jiuri! defeat him in one move!”
“Brother Jiuri, you are the strongest!” “As a member of the demonic cult, I am very
proud!”
Hearing the passionate cheers from the demonic cult, the righteous sects did not want to be outdone.
“Brother Qingce! You will definitely win!”
“Brother Qingce! You are the last hope of our righteous sect!”
“Gales! Gales!”
Gales was like cheering. When the other disciples of the righteous sects heard it, they immediately shouted as well. “Gales! Gales! Gales!”
Although the misunderstanding between the righteous sect and the demonic cult had been resolved verbally, the audiences were completely divided. The ones sitting on the east side were all demonic cult disciples, while the ones sitting on the west side were all righteous sect disciples.
All the righteous disciples placed their last hope on Wu Qingce, and they kept cheering for him.