Chapter 1499 — Ungrateful?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Hoo... the poison finally took effect?" Yang Qiqi let out a long breath and patted her frantically beating heart, murmuring to herself, "I truly stole back my life! No wonder even Uncle Tombstone said the trial was dangerous. A single big snake nearly ate me!"
Still, in the end she had defeated the great snake, and a faint, untroubled smile rose at the corner of Yang Qiqi's mouth. This Snow Lingzhi ought to be worth a great many points, surely?
As for her wounds, they were worse than usual this time, but as a killer, Yang Qiqi was no stranger to injury, and she could bear it well enough.
Yang Qiqi clambered up from the ground, limping. Seeing her blood-soaked arm and calf, she did not dare dawdle; she fished a small medicine bottle out of her pocket. It was the healing medicine Wei Zhao had given her before.
Carefully, Yang Qiqi opened the bottle and sprinkled the herbs inside over her leg and arm, begrudging the waste of the slightest bit.
"Ah, there is not much left... next time I see him, I should ask for some more!" Yang Qiqi had not the least awareness of being ungrateful; it seemed she did not remember at all how she had just pictured the python as Wei Zhao and stabbed away with her dagger...
Once the herbs were applied, Yang Qiqi dared not waste time. Who knew whether the noise of her struggle would draw others here? So without resting, she limped quickly over, ready to cut down the Snow Lingzhi...
Not far from the Ice-Snow Spirit Mountain, two small teams seemed to have discovered a spirit herb at the same moment, and were now locked in a standoff, swords drawn and blades bared, any moment apt to erupt into violence.
Only, the two teams were well matched in strength. One team had an early Profound Rank expert, a late Profound Rank expert, and a mid Profound Rank expert.
The other team had two experts at the very peak of late Profound Rank, and one mid Profound Rank expert.
So if the two teams came to blows, the outcome truly could not be foretold; and in such a deadlock, whoever wished to make the first move would have to compete in patience.
This scene, however, was witnessed by a team not far off, made up of three men: Zhang Naipao, Zhuangniao Pao, and Zhuangniao Qiang.
"Lord Pao, there's another flock of fat sheep up ahead!" Zhuangniao Pao pointed excitedly at the two groups in the distance and said to Zhang Naipao.
And no wonder he was excited. Their little team had no need at all to trouble itself hunting for natural treasures; they had only to find people. No words wasted — just rob them outright. So less than half a day into the trial, he and Zhuangniao Qiang had each already seized fifty points' worth of natural treasures, and Zhang Naipao himself had more than a hundred.
"Mm, not bad. Go and make them hand over their points!" Zhang Naipao nodded, as though stating a matter of course.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting, all of you stop!" Zhuangniao Pao swaggered over, jabbed a finger at the two groups, and said outright, "Lord Pao is here. Don't fight for now — once we've gone, you can carry on!"