There were people from the Doctors Association whom Nalan Zhengze couldn’t afford to offend.
Looking at the debris in this place, Nalan Zhengze gritted his teeth, turned, and walked back into the underground cave below.
As soon as he entered the cave, the man curled up in the corner imdiately rushed toward him, making a sharp wailing sound.
Nalan Zhengze slled the stench coming at his face, and he felt nothing but disgust.
He whipped at the incoming person.
The whip had barbs. It was painful like peeling off one’s skin, but the wounds wouldn’t bleed, leaving only bruises on the skin.
This was the thod Nalan Zhengze specially used to deal with the “dicine man” in front of him. It was to prevent his precious blood from being lost.
He whipped a dozen tis, and the “dicine man” finally rolled and wailed on the ground in pain. He didn’t dare to get close to Nalan Zhengze again.
Only then did Nalan Zhengze sneered, stepped forward, and cut the man’s hand with a knife.
Drops of blood fell into the porcelain bowl specially prepared by Nalan Zhengze, but after a while, the blood clotted.
Nalan Zhengze frowned. I clearly rember that I had given this “dicine man” a lot of dicinal pills to prevent blood clotting. Why is it ineffective now?
He had no choice but to make another cut on the arm of the “dicine man”.
Seeing more and more blood was lost, the “dicine man” began to whine in despair, and his body kept moving back.
Nalan Zhengze grabbed the whip and struck it on him. He only stopped whipping when he heard him begging for rcy.
Seeing that the blood was almost collected, Nalan Zhengze let go of his hand and randomly sprinkled so external injury dicine on his wound.
The blood of this “dicine man” was easy to coagulate, and his wound was also very easy to heal. He just ate so spoiled food every day, but he could still survive for a long ti. With this little injury, Nalan Zhengze was not worried that he would not survive.
When he stood up and was about to leave, the “dicine man” wearing the helt jumped over again. He hugged Nalan Zhengze’s leg and made a whining sound in his mouth as if trying to express sothing, but he could not say a word.
Nalan Zhengze only felt disgusting when his dirty body contaminated his clean clothes.
He lifted his foot and stomped his face in the mud, “Son of a bitch, haven’t you learned how to behave after so long? Would you like to teach you how to be a good beast? Hehe... illegitimate son by An Lingyue, you are as lowly as her! You’re destined to live a miserable life in this dark dungeon!”
After that, he kicked the “dicine man”, turned around, and left without hesitation.
The “dicine man” hit the wall like a rag. Feeling the sharp pain all over his body and slling the stench in the cave, he couldn’t help crying.
After Nalan Zhengze got the blood, he went back to continue refining pill.
In fact, the dicinal pills he refined were just the most common spirit healing pills.
The originally inconspicuous spirit healing pill, just because of adding the blood of the “dicine man”, it beca the Jiuqu Lingshen Pill that the world sought after.
Many people had been researching after getting Jiuqu Lingshen Pill, hoping to see the formula of dicinal pills, but no one in this world knew how this dicinal pill was made.
Thinking of this, Nalan Zhengze couldn’t help but sneer.
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