Hold the Excalibur! Emperor Huang! Who dares to offend the Three Realms?

Even if the martial spirit cannot be repaired, this soothing feeling can still make Wu Jingzhi's spiritual platform feel much more comfortable!

Wu Silk blurted out: "I want it, how much does it cost?"

After he finished speaking, he immediately realized that what he said was too exaggerated. Just when he was about to apologize, Ye Xingli smiled and waved his hand: "Let him drink it first and see how effective it is."

Wu Ci said this purely because of the businessman's habit.

As the top person in charge of Zuixian Tower in the Lower Realm, the most important thing he lacks is money.

For him, anything else is easy as long as it is useful.

At that moment, he no longer hesitated, picked up the bowl and handed it to Wu Jingzhi.

When Wu Jingzhi just smelled the aroma, he felt that the Lingtai was soothed. Now with Wu Si's affirmation, he immediately took it and drank it in small sips.

Wu Silu stared at him nervously. As soon as he finished drinking, he immediately asked: "How is it? Does the Lingtai feel anything?"

Wu Jingzhi did not answer.

He was already stunned by the effect of Shiquan Dabu Decoction.

But Wu Ci didn't know.

Seeing him standing blankly with a blank expression on his face, Wu Ci's heart suddenly tightened: "Is there something wrong?"

Wu Jingzhi not only did not answer, but closed his eyes.

Wu Ci stood up immediately in a hurry: "Son!"

Ye Xingli was quite calm at first, but their reactions were so unexpected that she almost couldn't help but wonder if she had gotten the wrong soup.

Before she went out, she specially made two versions of Shiquan Dabu Decoction.

One that has no added water at all and is infused with the Essence Fountain.

The other one diluted with water was only half as effective as what Rui Linjun drank.

She wanted Zuixianlou to help her find medicinal materials, and these two bowls of soup were the certificates of submission she had prepared.

It would be best if you can use a diluted version to negotiate business.

If not, consider the enhanced version.

Unexpectedly, there happened to be a problem with Wu Jingzhi's martial spirit, so Ye Xingli didn't come as planned and directly brought out the enhanced version.

In order to ensure the effect, she quietly added a little repair power to it.

She looked at the bowl he took out in his hand and made sure that she had taken it correctly. It must be Wu Ling's problem.

Ye Xingli asked: "Is he a holy-level martial spirit? If it is a holy-level martial spirit, the effect may not be very good."

Wu Ci was worried that something would really happen to him, so she quickly said: "He is a ninth-level martial spirit."

Ye Xingli immediately calmed down.

Even if a ninth-level martial spirit is seriously injured and endangered, this bowl of soup can save at least six points.

She held him down: "Don't worry, give him some time to absorb the effects of the medicine."

Wu Cang listened to Wu Jingzhi's breathing change from rapid to steady, and gradually calmed down, sat back down and waited.

Time passed quietly in the silence of the room.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Jingzhi opened his eyes, jumped up suddenly, and said in surprise: "Dad, I'm fine! My martial arts spirit has completely recovered! It's really completely recovered!"

Wu Ci was startled by him and couldn't believe it: "Release the martial spirit and show it to me." The totem between Wu Ci's eyebrows flashed, and a nine-color deer immediately appeared in front of them.

The nine-color deer has snow-white fur, dotted with nine-color patterns on both sides, has a slender and elegant figure, a pair of clear deer eyes that are gentle and harmless, and the fur is shiny and oily, with no signs of injury at all.

Wu Ci couldn't believe her eyes!

He knew how badly Jiuse Lu had been injured before, and even the top-grade Yunling Pill might not be able to completely heal it!

Unexpectedly, a bowl of soup from Old Man Xingye completely restored it to its original state!

This is simply a miracle!

Jiuse Lu seemed to know who was helping it. He walked up to Ye Xingli with light steps, lowered his head and gently rubbed Ye Xingli's hand.

Ye Xingli saw such a beautiful and cute deer for the first time and couldn't help but touch it on the head: "It's so cute."

Wu Jingzhi: "!!!"

Wu Jingzhi's face suddenly turned red.

He didn't dare to look up at Ye Xingli, but hurriedly took the Nine-Colored Deer back, and said to Wu Ci, who was still in shock and had not yet recovered, "Dad, I want to go to the training room."

Wu Cang thought that he had not fully absorbed the effect of the medicine, so she nodded and said, "Go ahead, remember to run the Soul Condensing Technique a few more times to help the martial spirit recover better."

Wu Jingzhi couldn't wait to enter the training room.

But it’s not cultivation.

After he closed the door with his backhand, he leaned against the door and suddenly covered his face with his hands.

Ahhhh, she actually touched his martial spirit!

So shy!

But so comfortable!

He thought about it for a while, then released the Nine-Colored Deer from the coffin, leaned over and hugged its neck and said, "Little Deer, you like her too, right?"

Jiuselu looked at him with clean and cute deer eyes: "Hey."

Outside the door, Wu Ci, who had been anxious for a long time, finally felt relieved.

He quickly restored his usual amiable demeanor and bowed to Ye Xingli: "My great benefactor! You are my family's great benefactor! If I hadn't met you today, I don't know how long Quanzi would have suffered."

Ye Xingli smiled and said, "It's nothing. I originally planned to give it to you."

She said so, but Wu Ci didn't dare to think so.

You know, this is the Shiquan Tonic Soup carefully prepared by Old Man Xingye!

Any pill of hers can be auctioned for tens of millions, and the effect of such a bowl of soup is only as good as that. If it is put at the auction house, it will fetch up to 50 million.

Moreover, you may not be able to meet him!

Wu Si was even more grateful in her heart, and she cupped her hands and said, "I am deeply grateful to you for your great kindness, Princess. Please feel free to speak if you can be of use to me in the future."

Ye Xingli didn't want to be polite to him, and asked directly: "What kind of technique did you just talk about, the Soul-Retaining Technique?"

In this world, it is very impolite to spy on other people's skills.

It's just that Yunling Jue sounds like it can repair martial spirits. Her dragon pattern sword is still far from being completely restored. She doesn't want to miss any useful methods, so she simply asks directly.

Little did she know that the situation was completely different from what she had imagined.

Wu Silu looked surprised: "You don't know the Soul-Yun Jue?"

Ye Xingli looked confused: "Should I know?"

Wu silk: "..."

Wu Su finally remembered that she was raised by Su Yuyan, and couldn't help but cursed: "Su Yuyan is so poisonous, and he didn't even tell you this!" (End of Chapter)