The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 760 - 422: Receiving an IV Drip2

If he could save but didn’t, Jiu Mo would skin him alive! And just his luck, there were dozens of eyes watching and dozens of ears listening here. These dicines belonged to the Guiyin Sect, not his own private stash. What was he supposed to be doing, hiding and hoarding them?

"What will you say if you use all these materials but still can’t save it?"

"I shall do my utmost. But as they say, humans can plan, but Heaven decides..." Seeing Elder He about to explode, she quickly added, "If I can’t save the Blood Parasol, I am willing to accept punishnt at Thorny Hall." After all, this wasn’t Huaxia, where countless patients go bankrupt trying to save their lives, only to end up in the Netherworld in the end. But would the Demon Sect accept such logic? If she boldly made demands and failed to heal this prized possession, a grim fate awaited her.

Elder He couldn’t speak for a long ti, and after taking a few deep breaths, he said: "Fine, fine, I’ll prepare everything you need. Just give half a day."

"Thank you for your troubles, Elder." She smiled in gratitude, then dropped a second bombshell, "Also, when I treat the Blood Parasol, no one can watch."

"What?" Elder He was surprised, his breath hitched for a long ti before he vehently shook his head, "That’s impossible! It’s a Sect treasure, how can we let you be alone with it?"

"There’s an old saying: ’the law does not pass to the uninitiated’." She insisted, "This ancient secret thod of mine absolutely cannot be known by a second person. Please understand my predicant, Elder."

A Pill Master bystander who couldn’t take it anymore burst out accusingly: "The Sect’s treasure is in such peril, yet you still insist on selfishness?"

Ning Xiaoxian coldly glanced at him: "If you’re so selfless, why don’t you save it!"

The man imdiately clamped his mouth shut.

She turned to Elder He and said, "A dical Officer has his secret techniques that must not be disclosed; my saving of the Blood Parasol is the sa, a Secret Technique that must not be leaked, else even if you capture , I won’t be able to save it."

He glared at her furiously for a long ti before he asked: "How confident are you that you can save it?"

"Seventy percent."

That was already a success rate beyond expectation. Elder He deflated like a punctured ball: "Alright, but I can’t decide on this matter alone. You’ll need to discuss it with Lord Jiu Mo." This was a significant issue; he was just an elder and the Vice Garden Master of the Immortal Plant Garden. Where would he get the authority to make such a decision?

The night had grown deep, but since the matter was so important, Elder He still brought her to Jiu Mo’s residence without delay.

The Sect Leader’s estate was beside a small lake, at least ten tis the size of hers, looking stately and imposing. The lush grass was neatly trimd, and hydrangea adorned the outer walls. Even inside the courtyard, there stood a large golden acacia tree. It no longer blood in the winter, a little bare, but its faint fragrance still wafted out.

They waited in silence in the hall. After a long ti, Jiu Mo ca out wearing a large cloak, his complexion slightly flushed, making his face appear even more sacred, and his body all the more enchanting. His eyes briefly showed a hint of surprise upon seeing Ning Xiaoxian.

Was it an illusion? Ning Xiaoxian felt that the flash in Jiu Mo’s eyes was one of displeasure. But on the bright side, at least she had made an impression, she wryly thought to herself.

Changtian said nothing, while Qiongqi laughed slyly: "That scent, that scent. Hehe, this Phoenix has just finished indulging. Even if she uses the Cleaning Technique a hundred tis, I can still sll the scent of her desires!"

It seed she had interrupted the Sect Leader’s intimate monts, and Ning Xiaoxian awkwardly lowered her head. She wondered if Elder He had noticed, but with his thick skin, he lightly coughed and said, "Master, there is hope for the Blood Parasol’s recovery, but Ning Xiaoxian has so requests for the treatnt. I dare not make a decision on my own, so I ask the Master to decide."

Jiu Mo, who had been frowning, looked up at these words, a flash of joy in his eyes: "Can the Blood Parasol truly be saved?"

"Seventy percent confidence." Ning Xiaoxian said, "But for to perform the Secret Technique successfully, I must be without distractions. Only then can I focus."

Jiu Mo casually said to Elder He: "It’s easy then, just arrange a room for her."

"Sect Leader." Before Elder He could respond, Ning Xiaoxian interjected, "I need an absolutely quiet environnt. So, no one can stand by, and no one’s Divine Thought can intrude."

Only then did Jiu Mo seriously look at her: "You an, no one can watch?"

"Yes!"

Jiu Mo’s beautiful brows shot up imdiately: "You’ve got so nerve! The Blood Parasol is a treasure of our Sect; how can we allow such recklessness?" Though she looked young, her countenance turned fierce and imposing.

"The Blood Parasol is hanging by a thread. My treatnt is extrely risky, and any slightest disturbance could ruin everything." Ning Xiaoxian remained unaffected by her intimidating presence and insisted, "I’ve just barely managed to keep the Blood Parasol alive with lifesaving asures, allowing it a few more days. But without prompt treatnt, it’s dood to die."

Jiu Mo glanced at Elder He, who nodded to confirm Ning Xiaoxian’s words, then said coolly, "At such a critical ti for the Blood Parasol, you still have the audacity to bargain with ? You must be new to the Sect and have yet to experience the capabilities of Thorny Hall."

As for verbal sparring, Ning Xiaoxian was not one to be outdone. She smiled slightly and said, "The thod I use requires extre concentration and steady hands. If I have to go to Thorny Hall and then co back, my hands may not remain so steady, and the delicate Blood Parasol could suffer. If I fail, my death is trivial, but the world would lose a Divine Artifact." Hadn’t she waited until now to volunteer, just for the mont Jiu Mo was nearly in despair, so that he would agree to her terms?

And she was eighty percent sure that Jiu Mo would seize this last chance. (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets, Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)