Rebirth: Holding on to the golden thigh and showing off

"Since there are disciples from the Medicine Sect here, let's take out the pills quickly and give priority to treating the companions who are most seriously injured." Fu Cheng dragged his extremely tired body and slowly sat down, his voice very hoarse.

The wounded were already exhausted.

They had lost the strength to even raise their hands to wipe the stains off their faces. They could only open their mouths wide and breathe in the thin air desperately to prove it.

In comparison, Ling Jing and others who had just arrived here seemed particularly eye-catching.

Their clothes were neat and bright, forming a sharp contrast with the scarred and pale-faced wounded around them, as if they came from two completely different worlds.

"Okay, Senior Brother Fu, I'm Yang Qirui from the Medicine Sect." Yang Qirui took out a batch of Qi-replenishing pills and repair pills without hesitation. These pills had already piled up into a mountain in his storage ring.

He felt that everyone should be in a fantasy, but this fantasy was so real that even the stench of people's rotting flesh and blood could be clearly heard.

Yang Qirui also helped the injured bandage their wounds. The bright red blood seeped onto his hands, still warm, and it was so real and painful.

Everyone can still feel the dead air in the cave, which is completely devoid of ambition.

It's more like a contempt for one's own life.

While feeding the wounded with medicine, Yang Qirui did not forget to collect various information.

At this moment, he was shocked to realize that he was actually on the fierce battlefield of the "War of Spirits and Demons". The demons had always been eyeing the Fuxing Continent.

The seal between Fuxing Continent and the Demon Holy Land has been lifted by the Warcraft. They launch sneak attacks from time to time and are now planning an all-out attack.

Battle between spirits and demons?

This secret realm of thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains is an illusion of the great battle between spirits and demons. Does it want them to relive the hardships they went through on the Fuxing Continent?

Yang Qirui quickly told the others the news that if they wanted to successfully escape from this illusion, they needed everyone to work together.

"The monsters are likely to launch a surprise attack. You must obey my command at that time and never act rashly, otherwise you will lose your own lives," Fu Cheng still reminded the group of young disciples who had just arrived.

They looked like spoiled rich kids. When they were still on the battlefield, who didn't live such a life?

It’s a pity that those ferocious monsters destroyed all the beauty.

"Got it, Brother Fu."

There were sporadic responses in the cave, and most of the sounds sounded weak.

"Senior Brother Fu, what exactly do we need to pay attention to?" It was Zhu Xianer who came representing the Baihua Sect this time.

Her cultivation has been at a bottleneck for a while, so she wanted to enter the secret realm of Wanli Snow Mountain to improve her cultivation, but she didn't expect that the key to this secret realm lies in the "Battle between Spirits and Demons".

"Just be obedient and don't act on your own." Fu Cheng closed his eyes, his face full of bitterness.

He had witnessed too many ambitious young disciples die because of contempt.

These people turned to ashes one by one before his eyes, and those whose souls were eroded by evil spirits could not be reincarnated.

Fu Cheng wanted to rescue him, but he was too busy to do so.

"What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?" The speaker was Ni Qi from Baihua Sect. She has been the focus of everyone's attention since she was a child, enjoying the treatment of being treated like a star.

She is just a little bit worse than Zhu Xian'er.

These people ignored her, and the surrounding environment was dirty and messy. It was completely different from the secret realm her master had described.

"If you think so, I advise you to return to the sect as soon as possible. Coming to the front line is no joke. I don't need disobedient disciples." Fu Cheng didn't even open his eyes. At this moment, he had to conserve his physical and spiritual strength.

There was no need to waste time talking to these disciples who didn't want to obey. After all, everything had nothing to do with him after they left the cave.

Others really looked at Ni Qi like she was a fool. They didn't know what good it would be for her to offend Fu Cheng. They didn't think that her beautiful appearance would be valued here.

If you don’t have a life, who cares about appearance?

"Brother Fu, I have some Qi-replenishing pills and repairing pills here. Here are them for you." Yang Qirui handed over two jade bottles with a smile on his face, his eyes full of flattery.

He knew that in this unfamiliar environment, he had to establish good relationships with powerful people to ensure his own safety.

Moreover, he could see that everyone in the cave respected Fu Cheng very much. If he could make friends with him, there would surely be many benefits, not just some pills.

Yang Qirui is still young, and he came to this secret realm to train himself. Who knows if he will really die if he dies in the illusion.

"You can keep it for yourself." Fu Cheng was seriously injured at this time. Although he was eager to use this bottle of medicine to recover, he found it difficult to accept it with peace of mind.

He still has a few pills on him, so he can hold on and will not give up until the last moment.

There are many people in this cave and other caves whose injuries are more serious than Fu Cheng. Maybe this little pill can save everyone's life.

"Senior Brother Fu, please accept it." Yang Qirui did not hesitate and stuffed the jade bottle into Fu Cheng's hand.

"The situation is urgent now. You are the pillar of our group and need to lead everyone back to the sect. Don't save on elixirs. We in the Medicine Sect have prepared a lot this time."

"Okay." Fu Cheng listened to Yang Qirui's words and took the pill to recover.

"You're so quick to flatter me. You're worthy of being a disciple of Medicine Sect. You're really good at getting along with everyone." Ni Qi from Baihua Sect was dissatisfied.

She just couldn't stand Yang Qirui's fawning and obsequious appearance.

"Junior Sister Ni Qi, please talk less." Upon seeing this, Zhu Xian'er quickly reached out and grabbed Ni Qi, reprimanding her softly.

She knew in her heart that the only way to successfully leave this secret place was to rely on everyone's concerted efforts.

Ni Qi's outspokenness will only make enemies everywhere and bring trouble to the Baihua Sect, but the sect is not just made up of her.

"What do you care about me..." Ni Qi turned her head and ignored Zhu Xian'er. It was just a small illusion. If it failed, the worst that could happen was that she could just exit the secret realm.

Yang Qirui believed that a good man does not fight with a woman and pretended not to hear anything. So what if he won the argument with Ni Qi?

It is crucial to conserve your physical strength and spiritual energy at this moment.

Some quick-witted and perceptive disciples had already noticed that something was wrong here.

Although there was no trace of demonic energy in the cave, the spiritual energy was surprisingly scarce, far from enough to support everyone's practice of their skills.

At this time, no one spoke anymore. The cave was completely silent, with only bursts of heavy breathing lingering in the ears.

Time passed quietly.

No one knew how much time had passed. The ground was shaking more and more violently, reaching deep into the cave, accompanied by the roars and shouts of magical beasts.

"The people from the Medicine Sect will stay here to guard the base camp, and the three teams will fight together with me, including the new disciples." Fu Cheng gently stroked the old and dilapidated sword, his eyes firm and resolute.