Chapter 1077: Chapter 602: Blood Descendant_2 Chapter 1077: Chapter 602: Blood Descendant_2 That was her most valued face and body, yet it had suffered severe damage.
Because of this, she couldn’t help but direct her anger toward others.
“Everyone, why didn’t you save before, just watching as I fell from midair? If you had caught in ti, I wouldn’t have all these wounds, would I?”
Her words were filled with resentnt, and she cast a questioning glance around her.
She doubted these n’s intentions less than she doubted the won’s.
Normally, everyone barely tolerated each other; these won had always looked down on her, perhaps they had intentionally caused the n not to save her.
The other two won might have cried foul upon hearing this, but it wouldn’t be entirely unjustified.
After all, they would definitely not have saved her if they had seen her, they just hadn’t anticipated it beforehand.
In order to avoid internal strife before they could gather the spiritual dicine, Richard Mitchell had to step forward.
“Alright, Abigail, don’t think too much and don’t push everything onto us. When we first started, we didn’t know you had lost all your spiritual energy. Although you fell from above, as a cultivator, as long as you use spiritual energy to protect yourself, there shouldn’t be any problem…”
Though he didn’t finish his words, the implication was clear.
If there was no problem, naturally, no one would think of lending a hand.
Abigail’s face twisted sowhat, turning ashen.
She was very angry, but she also had to admit that their reasoning was not wrong.
Had it been herself, she wouldn’t have believed that a cultivator falling from midair could suffer an accident either.
One could only say it was a tragic error, but since she was the one injured, it was natural for her to feel resentful.
Richard further consoled her for a few monts before quickly shifting the attention back to the spiritual dicine.
“Everyone, as you must have heard just now, there’s poison above.”
“If nothing else, it should be the thorns of the spiritual dicine, probably a defense chanism of the plant. What should we do now?”
Everyone looked at each other, each sinking into thought, at a loss.
They hadn’t anticipated this move and didn’t know how to resolve it.
Several others tried to approach, but nearly got hard by the thorns.
Richard also tried, even using a potent Dharma device, but just as he was about to gather the spiritual dicine, he got injured by the thorns instead.
His expression hardened, and he imdiately leapt away, but it was still too late.
The poison spread rapidly, continuing up his entire palm.
The next second it spread to his whole body; he fell backward weakly.
Now, regardless of gender, almost everyone crowded around him.
“Lord Logan!”
“Brother Logan!”
“Are you alright? Nothing serious, right?”
Everyone was deeply concerned, but could only watch helplessly as the poison spread.
“Oh God, it’s just gathering spiritual dicine, why is it so difficult? Abigail faced problems, and now you too, Brother Logan.”
Abigail noticed the disparity in how everyone treated him versus herself, and felt sowhat bitter, but she also understood that Richard was now the pillar of the group, different from her own lesser experience.
Moreover, she herself was following Richard, using him as a guide.
Not to ntion the others.
Throughout their journey, almost all had seen Richard as the leader.
Now that the strongest among them was in trouble, they were utterly leaderless.
Richard sat down cross-legged on the ground, imdiately tapping a few acupoints on himself.
He then shook his head, though his complexion remained pale and weak.
“I’m alright, not going to die just yet.”
Abigail added from beside him.
“Yeah, the toxin hasn’t reached the heart vessels yet, it looks like we have so ti; we shouldn’t have any problems for now.”
But no one paid her any attention; all eyes were on Richard.
“Richard, what should we do now? How can we gather the spiritual dicine?”
Soone asked, but Richard did not respond.
Not just him, everyone else lowered their heads, utterly disheartened.
Just then, suddenly a figure landed beside them.
The force was neither light nor heavy, but it was enough to catch their attention.
The group looked toward the sound and saw it was none other than Logan, drenched in blood.
Logan also saw them but rely glanced at them lightly.
He seed to disregard them, paying them no mind at all.
Watching Logan, their expressions were sowhat awkward.
After all, they had a certain connection from the previous cave incident but had not considered rescuing him; now, he had managed to escape danger all by himself.
Grace noticed what Logan was holding in his hand, and her expression changed.
“Look, isn’t that the companion beast of the spiritual dicine, and this kid actually managed to deal with it? Who is he exactly?”
As soon as she said this, everyone else couldn’t help but be shocked.
The cultivation level of such a companion beast of spiritual dicine was naturally not low.
They had also prepared to have a major battle before coming, yet Logan, alone, had managed to kill the companion beast.
After the companion beast was killed, its body had shrunk.
Thinking about the sky-high price this demon beast could fetch made them incredibly tempted, but with the corpse in soone else’s hands, they could only look on covetously, pondering sothing, but dared not make a move for a while.
Grace felt uncomfortable inside and couldn’t help but mutter under her breath.
“Hmph, what’s so great about that? The strength of this companion beast was not low, and he battled it intensely, he probably didn’t conserve much strength, definitely not enough to handle all of us.”
The comnt was just a light mutter, but it reached deep into the hearts of many present.
Richard exchanged a aningful look with the others.
After Logan landed, he didn’t look at the people at all and headed straight for the spiritual dicine.
Grace panicked.
“What is he doing? Is he trying to pick the spiritual dicine that belongs to us? That’s impossible. Richard, you must stop him quickly!”
Richard was having trouble even breathing, let alone stopping anyone.
Hearing his sister’s screaming, he quickly scolded her.
“Grace, do not be disrespectful, whoever obtains it owns it. Since we are inferior to him in skills and he is stronger than us, we cannot stop him!”
“Why, this is our thing, why should we give it to him, hey Logan, stop right there, don’t compete with us!”
Logan indeed stopped and turned around, but his gaze was sowhat mocking, as though watching a fool.
“You say, don’t compete with you?”
“Heh, what do you think you are, and what standing do you claim? The spiritual dicine wasn’t planted by you, why shouldn’t I take it?”
Though his words had a roguish tone, they made sense.
“Earlier, when I was battling the spirit beast, you didn’t say it was sothing I discovered first. Instead, you tried to take away the spiritual dicine while I was fighting back and forth with the companion beast. Now, it’s my turn to pick while you are poisoned, and you don’t like that?”
Grace’s face turned pale, looking sowhat ugly and twisted.
But, she never thought it was her fault, nor did she reflect that it was her mistake.
She just blad everything on others and pushed all faults onto others.
“That, that’s still your fault. You saw how badly we needed the spiritual dicine. If you were a kind person, you should have let us have it!”
“Ridiculous. Then you’ve thought too much. I am not a kind person, and I won’t give away what’s in my hands, especially not to a bunch of rciless people.”
The last few words spoke volus, directly mocking the entire group.
The faces of these people could barely maintain composure, and even the self-absorbed Grace could sense the mockery in his words, her face alternating between pale and flushed.
Seeing this, a quick, profound flash crossed Richard’s eyes, then returned to normal.
His eyes darted around, thinking of sothing, then suddenly he called out to the other.
“Young Master Logan, I have sothing to discuss with you. It will be of interest to you.”
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