Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 109: I'm late again

"It's not a big problem. We have Elder Hai. He was drinking and took away all our spirit stones."

Lu Erniu had a bad look in his eyes, still upset about the spiritual stone he had just lost.

"Don't worry, no matter whether you contribute or not, everyone will get a spiritual stone afterwards."

Wang Qiye comforted him, saying that it was no wonder that the water temperature had risen and lasted for a long time without decreasing, it turned out that Elder Hai was helping.

"Really?"

Two more little heads popped out of the bathroom door. They were Zhang Dali and Zhong Wuye.

"Of course it is true. Someone get me five gourds of water. I am thirsty."

"I go"

"I'll go, I'll go."

After a while, the two little heads outside the door disappeared. Only Lu Erniu was left, moving up and down the bathing platform, adding medicine bags.

"Is Senior Brother Wang feeling better?"

After the five gourds of water were in his mouth, Wang Qiye burped and leaned back against the wall of the bucket. Water ball technique can quench thirst, but it is not as sweet as mountain spring water.

"Zhong Wuye, go and fill the gourd. Zhang Dali, give Lu Erniu a hand and help him add medicine to the bathtub."

"Okay, Brother Wang."

With Zhang Dali's help, the medicine in the bathtub became much stronger, causing Wang Qiye to feel unbearable pain again.

"what--"

"Brother Wang, this is the last pack. There is only one month's supply stored here, a total of 45 packs."

Lu Erniu didn't stop and poured in the last packet of medicine residue.

"Well, no hurry. That's enough for today. This injury can't be healed in one day."

Another three spirit stones flew out of the bathtub and landed steadily in Lu Erniu's little hands.

Wang Qiye felt that his body had reached its limit. He could still barely bear another 5 or 10 packs, but if he added 30 packs, even an iron man like Wang Qiye would become disabled.

Only when the bucket of green medicinal bath was completely transformed into clear water did Wang Qiye regain some control of his body.

"Wang Qiye, it's good that you're back. Why did you get beaten so badly this time?"

Elder Hai took a big sip of wine and looked at Wang Qiye again, thinking that he was beaten in the flag-grabbing battle.

"Elder Hai, I'm sorry to bother you again. How about I give you 10 spirit stones every day for nine consecutive days?"

Wang Qiye didn't explain. He was really tired and wanted to take a nap.

"Easy to say."

Elder Hai's eyes lit up and he was so happy that he took another big sip of wine. His red nose exhaled two puffs of alcohol.

Damn, I suffered a huge loss this time. Wang Qiye carefully felt his physical condition. According to today's treatment method, he would need to do it nine more times before he would be almost recovered. He was not completely cured yet. For the remaining 20%, he could only strengthen his body slowly, as usual. After three months, he would be completely cured.

However, the medication needs to be more intensive during these 10 days, 450 packets of medicine residue per day, and one or two packets of medicine will be enough on other days.

Today's daily expenditure is 460 spirit stones, and ten days will be 4600 spirit stones.

Wang Qiye finally realized what it meant that fortune and misfortune were interdependent today, and he felt even more awe for immortality.

"When did you build your foundation?"

Now Wang Qiye has just recovered a little from the backlash, and Elder Hai cannot tell his true strength.

"In Capture the Flag."

Wang Qiye climbed out of the tub and reached into his arms, but found nothing. Dahei had disappeared without a trace. This creature was really smart, and it must have found a place to hide to digest what it had gained from the flag-grabbing battle.

"Well, it's good to come back alive. It doesn't matter what the harvest is. Just consider it as a new experience."

Elder Hai comforted him and handed over the red gourd in his hand.

After Wang Qiye took it, he took five big gulps and then returned it.

"This time we met an interesting monk. We shared a black flag equally. Finally, we did not return empty-handed. We brought back a box of thousand-year-old elixir."

"You are really good, you made me worry about you for nothing."

Elder Hai grinned and punched Wang Qiye on the chest. This time he would get another bonus of 881 spirit stones.

"Elder Hai, be gentle, it hurts."

Wang Qiye grimaced in pain and rubbed gently with his hands to relieve the pain.

"Go back and rest quickly."

There was a soft light in Elder Hai's eyes. It must have been difficult for this child to be beaten so badly in the secret realm.

"I will take my leave now, disciple."

Wang Qiye was not polite either. He was really exhausted. He walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, sometimes even bumping into the wall. Then he returned to his doghouse like a drunkard, took off all his clothes, lay down in the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, Wang Qiye looked at the mechanical clock on the wall. It was already 20 o'clock. He had slept for more than 6 hours. He remembered that he had a banquet to attend in the evening and was afraid that he would be late. He quickly got out of bed, grabbed a green robe and put it on, then rushed to the ferry at the foot of the mountain.

"Junior brother, can you give me some more? The price is negotiable. I'm in a hurry!"

Wang Qiye, who was already late, was very anxious and just hoped he could arrive earlier so that they would have to wait less.

"Brother, this is already my fastest speed. Unless you join me in controlling the flying boat, it can't go any faster."

The ferryman echoed this, already pulling the trigger at maximum power, his eyes fixed on the front to avoid straying from his course.

"Okay, how do I control it? Please show me how."

The ferryman then told Wang Qiye the key to controlling the flying boat. Wang Qiye placed his hands on the flying boat and simply tried it. He did not expect the method to be so simple.

Wang Qiye was still seriously injured and did not dare to use too much force. He just helped a little. But now even the output of spiritual power was affected. He only used 10% of his strength, and the spiritual power was sometimes large and sometimes small, and there was no continuity at all.

After building the foundation, one can fly. This flying boat, which is specially used for traveling, is more than twice as fast as the flying boat of a cultivator who has built his foundation.

By the time the flying boat docked, the journey that usually takes an hour was only 1 minutes faster, but Wang Qiye still transferred 20 contribution points over as his hard-earned money.

After leaving the ferry platform, Wang Qiye did not stop, but quickly rushed towards the market on the mountain.

Tianxiang Tower is located in the Qingyun Peak market town, an antique nine-story building on both sides of the road leading directly to the mountain.

The market town still has the same black tiles and blue bricks, with clouds and smoke curling around it. It relies on the terrain of the mountain, with two winding turns. From the main road, one can see two rows of nine-story ancient buildings, one layer upon another.

The streets were crowded with people, most of whom were people with deep Qi, many times stronger than Wang Qiye. Wang Qiye just casually checked on a person, and was glared at by that person. Then his eyes became sore, leaving two lines of tears. When he opened his eyes again, the person had disappeared.

I didn't expect that I just randomly checked the passers-by and found that they were all Jindan seniors. That's right, this street is full of nine-story buildings, so the prices must be high. There are really few foundation-building cultivators who can afford it. Only the street next to it, which is full of six-story buildings, should be the mainstream consumption of foundation-building cultivators.

"Brother Wang, here!"

Before he reached the door, he was stopped by a voice. It was Ling Mufeng, the White Wolf, who was dressed in white and had a white jade hairpin in his hair.

"Sorry to have kept Brother Ling waiting for a long time."

Shanshan was an hour late, and Wang Qiye couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"What polite words are you saying? I thought you weren't coming, Brother Wang. Go up quickly. All the brothers are waiting anxiously."

Ling Mufeng smiled brightly. He was not annoyed at all because of Wang Qiye's lateness. Instead, he felt relieved.

"Wait a minute, Brother Ling, give me a hand."

I can't even walk steadily now. Now that I'm here, there's no need to pretend anymore. I quickly call Ling Mufeng to come over for help.

"Ah, Brother Wang, what happened? You were fine at noon."

Ling Mufeng was puzzled at first, but he still came over and lent a hand. After grabbing Wang Qiye's arm, he realized that there was something seriously wrong with his body.

This made him even more confused. No one would dare to harm such a meritorious official. This was the Lingxi Valley, one of the top five forces in this world.

At noon, I had put my arm around his shoulders, and he was still alive and kicking. If it was a curse, a hidden poison, or something like that, every time a disciple returned from the secret realm, there would be a dozen masters to greet them, just to deal with this kind of situation. If there was a problem, they should have discovered it at that time. After all, if there was a problem with the disciple later, they would certainly not escape punishment. Compared with their own future, it was not worth it for a low-level cultivator.

"Hey, it's a long story, let's go in first."

Wang Qiye's voice was weak, as if he was powerless. Although he had only used 10% of his strength to travel along the way, it was already Wang Qiye's full strength at the moment. After hurrying and hurrying, he finally arrived with a limp and could breathe a sigh of relief.

"If I had known this, Brother Wang would have just sent a message. But now he has come to the appointment despite being seriously injured. The seven of us are really terrified."

As Ling Mufeng spoke, his eyes actually turned slightly red, and he was moved by himself.

"It's just a quick meal on the way, no problem."

Wang Qiye was only concerned with getting on his way and didn't think about this. If Ling Mufeng had any friends, he would have definitely sent a private message to him. So, how come he forgot to add the friend at noon?

I'm definitely not pretending to be noble. Maybe I don't use this jade pendant very often and I haven't formed the habit of it yet.

"Come on, let's go in. The dishes have been ordered and are waiting for you, brother Wang, to arrive so we can serve them."

Ling Mufeng carefully supported Wang Qiye, with a bit more respect in his eyes, and the two walked towards Tianxiang Tower.