Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 497 - 166 Major Harvest, Another Divine Technique Ac

Chen Jie thought until his head beca increasingly uncomfortable; at this ti, he supported himself on his long spear, not letting himself fall, and valiantly mobilized the Yang Chun Skill.

The movent of inner strength from the Yang Chun Skill allowed Chen Jie to obtain so relief.

However, the poison had already entered his bloodstream, and it was not sothing that could be expunged in a brief mont.

Just as Chen Jie’s body was extrely weak, an old voice erged before him, "Jiu Si."

It was Doctor Bai’s voice. Chen Jie heard the voice, but his eyes were blurry; he couldn’t see clearly as if his eyes were shrouded in fog.

Doctor Bai saw this and imdiately stepped forward to grasp Chen Jie’s wrist.

Chen Jie could feel a warm hand gripping his wrist; indeed, it was warm because Doctor Bai was still feverish!

Doctor Bai grasped Chen Jie’s wrist and said, "Such potent poison, has it already entered the heart vessels?"

Thinking this, Doctor Bai took out a bottle from his pocket and fetched a pill from within, stuffing it into Chen Jie’s mouth.

Then he said, "Sit cross-legged and flow your energy for deep breathing."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie instantly recognized what he had to do and then closed his eyes. The Yang Chun Skill followed with deep breathing, and soon Chen Jie felt a burst of coolness in his chest, as if he had eaten a piece of mint candy.

Then his eyesight gradually restored, and the poison, encountering this coolness, began to disintegrate. Soon, Chen Jie felt the earlier sense of weakness sweep away.

Other than a significant consumption of inner strength, which left his body sowhat weak, there were no other major issues.

Chen Jie slowly opened his eyes, only to see a haggard but deeply concerned face.

"Are you alright?"

Chen Jie imdiately bowed with his hands clasped and said, "Thank you, Master."

"Cough cough cough... Between us, master and disciple, there’s no need for such words, cough cough..."

"Master, are you okay?"

Bai Wenjing waved his hand and said, "Just caught a chill."

At this mont, Chen Jie once again clasped his hands, full of guilt, and said, "Master, you have been startled, it was my oversight."

Bai Wenjing said, "It’s not your fault; you did your best. So things are just so; can everything always go as one desires? It’s just a pity for these children!"

Bai Wenjing, looking at the fallen guards and those from White Tiger Hall, couldn’t help but sigh, his eyes also brimming with tears.

Chen Jie also fell silent, looking at the bodies scattered on the ground, and said, "They all did well. I, Chen Jiusi, owe them!"

"Hall Master, you owe us nothing!"

Upon hearing Chen Jie’s words, a voice ca through, and Chen Jie looked up to see that it was Chen Zhu.

"Ah Tun."

Chen Jie, seeing Chen Zhu, called out his na. Chen Zhu said, "Hall Master, we were all willing. To die for White Tiger Hall, for our Hall Master, none of us harbored any resentnt. If the Hall Master speaks of debts, that would wound our brothers’ hearts!"

Hearing this, Chen Jie looked toward him.

Chen Zhu wiped away tears and said, "Hall Master, I am Chen Zhu of White Tiger Hall!"

"Chen Gou..."

"I present the Token; we have safely brought back Master Bai. Please, Gang Leader, verify the token!"

Chen Zhu knelt on one knee, his eyes brimming with tears, as he rembered his ten sacrificed brothers. Today, this token felt extraordinarily heavy - his brothers had exchanged their lives for it.

Chen Jie watched Chen Zhu, who was kneeling on one knee, and Chen Gou, who was lying on the ground unable to move.

Tears moistened Chen Jie’s eyes as well.

Slowly walking to Chen Zhu, he held his breath and said, "Hu Wei, take command!"

"Present!"

"Pass the token!"

"Yes!"

Chen Jie accepted the iron plate passed to him by Chen Zhu. On it was a silver tiger head, the White Tiger Command, passed down from Peng Shizhong.

Chen Jie took the White Tiger Command, his sentints stirring as he said, "Brothers, you’ve worked hard. Rest peacefully, the remaining matters, I will settle for you. The vengeance that must be claid will be missing nothing!"

Chen Jie spoke with a fiery determination.

Gu Qingfeng was rely the knife; the true instigator of this incident was Nan Batian.

This ti, the grudge was significant - a fight to the death!

Chen Jie was silent for a long ti when Bai Wenjing ca over and handed him a small bottle.

"Master, this is?"

"Nine-flavor Detoxification Pill."

"There are five total; you’ve already taken one."

Chen Jie nodded, realizing that what he had just taken was indeed the Nine-flavor Detoxification Pill; no wonder it could so easily neutralize the extre poison from the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

His master had now given him four pills, aning one for Elder Liu and three he could keep for himself. Not bad, another card up his sleeve.

Chen Jie looked at Chen Zhu and said, "Ah Tun, only you and Ah Quan are left from among our brothers?"

Ah Tun said, "Yes, just the two of us remain, and also Ah Quan..."

Chen Jie, surprised, said, "What happened to Ah Quan?"

Bai Wenjing said, "It’s nothing serious; he just suffered internal organ damage. Proper recuperation is needed."

Chen Jie was relieved by these words, only to suddenly hear the sound of approaching carriages and horses.

"Clatter clatter clatter..."

Soon a troop arrived, and upon seeing Chen Jie, the leader jumped off his horse and ran over.

"Hall Master, your subordinate Si Xi, delayed my arrival, please punish ."

Hearing this, Chen Jie said, "Si Xi, you’ve arrived just in ti; I’ll leave the aftermath here to you."

"Yes, I’m on the command."

Si Xi nodded and followed Chen Jie’s order: "Back ho, make a fine coffin for each of these twenty-eight good brothers, and please place their spirit plaques in the Heroic Spirit Hall."

"Yes."

Si Xi nodded again, then continued on Chen Jie’s command: "Are there carriages over there? First take Ah Quan and put him in one, Master, please ride back in a carriage as well, so you can rest."

Bai Wenjing nodded.

Then Chen Jie said, "Ah Tun, you take charge of collecting the brothers’ bodies."

"Yes, Hall Master."

Chen Jie quickly erged from his sorrow. Was he not grieving?

Grieving indeed, these were all his dear brothers. Yet life must go on, and one cannot be consud solely by sadness when death occurs, neglecting all else.