Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Liu Jingyao put the cork in the bottle, and the black demonic consciousness turned into mist and filled the glass bottle.

"What do you mean by that...?"

Wen Jin's heart tightened, he took a step forward, looked at Ling Tian, ​​and asked.

"Are you saying that he has had this demonic consciousness in his body since he was born?" Liu Jingyao turned around, his eyes lingering on Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao, finally landing on Wen Jin.

Wen Jin nodded upon hearing this.

Liu Jingyao glanced at Ling Tian, ​​a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a hint of loneliness was hidden in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "It's not impossible..."

His fingers were stroking the outside of the glass bottle.

"Ah? What did you say?" Wen Jin didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing." Liu Jingyao raised his head: "I can try to take a look. It shouldn't be a problem to wake him up, but to eradicate it... I can only try my best to help."

Hearing this, Wen Jin nodded without hesitation. Even though he felt a little disappointed when he heard the news that "it may not be eradicated", if he could save Ji Yunmiao and return to his previous state, it would be a hundred times better than the current situation!

However... even Medicine King Valley cannot eradicate the evil consciousness... and it seems to come from the upper realm... There are too many uncertainties...

She had no time to think about where this evil consciousness came from. At this moment, her heart was hanging on Liu Jingyao's neck.

Liu Jingyao released the silver needles again. Unlike the last time, the arrangement this time was more precise and accurate, and the needles were much longer.

At this moment, the black energy in Ji Yunmiao's body was lining up and overflowing like a line along with the spiritual power released by the silver needle.

The disciple used his spiritual power to hold up a row of glass bottles, with one needle corresponding to one bottle. The demonic consciousness drawn out from the needles flew obediently into the corresponding glass bottle.

The technique is excellent and the control is extremely strong.

Wen Jin couldn't help but glance at the little brother beside her.

As expected of a disciple of Medicine King Valley! Although his attitude is a bit poor, his strength level is beyond reproach.

Liu Jingyao took the silver needle, stood up, and covered his hands with his sleeves lowered.

"The demonic consciousness has been basically forced into one place, and it won't spread any further in the short term."

"Just now I saw a seal on his chest. Let's remove it. It's useless now." Liu Jingyao looked at Wen Jin. After Wen Jin nodded hesitantly, he looked at Ling Tian again: "You can keep the consciousness."

Ling Tian also nodded.

"I'll send someone to deliver the medicine later."

Liu Jingyao didn't give any more instructions. Finally, he left with his disciples after saying a few words.

……

That night, the disciple came to deliver the medicine.

Liu Jingyao didn't come.

Although Wen Jin felt strange, he also expressed his understanding: After all, he was in charge of such a large Medicine King Valley, and he must be very busy on weekdays. There was no need to trouble him to come in person for such a small matter as delivering medicine.

The disciple who delivered the medicine was the same one they had seen during the day, but the resentment on his face was much less than during the day.

"Take one pill a day at noon, and use Yin Xiu's unique purification technique at night. Within three days, you will be able to open your eyes." The disciple put the tray heavily on the table and reminded him.

"What's your name, little brother?" Wen Jin came over to look at the medicine and asked.

This man has been dealing with them for a day, and it seems that all their affairs will be handed over to him in the future. He can't always not know their names.

The disciple glanced at Wen Jin and curled his lips: "I am over a thousand years old, and you who are just over a hundred years old should not call me like that."

Wen Jin: ...

She looked the disciple up and down in disbelief. He had a delicate face and an upright figure. He looked like a skinny child. He didn’t look like a cultivator who was over a thousand years old! In the world of immortal cultivation, a thousand years old is considered a middle-aged man…

"Medicine King Valley is already close to the upper realm. What does a thousand years mean to the upper realm?" As if seeing Wen Jin's doubt, the disciple snorted, raised his chin and explained.

Wen Jin crossed his arms over his chest, raised one hand to touch his chin, stared at the disciple, and muttered to himself: "He looks very young but he is already over a thousand years old. How old is the Medicine King?"

"At least ten thousand years." Cang Yan replied: "He has reached this level in alchemy, so staying young forever is definitely not a problem."

Wen Jin nodded in agreement: If that's the case, then there seems to be nothing wrong with her image of the Medicine King being an old man.

“According to the records of the Medicine King Valley inheritance in the upper realm, every Medicine King is extremely long-lived. We cannot say that they live as long as the sky, but living for hundreds of thousands or millions of years is not a problem.” Cang Yan added silently.

"Then how long can you live?" Wen Jin asked suddenly.

"..." Cang Yan was silent for a moment, thinking of some things in the past. His eyelids drooped slightly, and he replied softly: "I am a weapon spirit. I will not die until the weapon is destroyed."

After listening to this, Wen Jin's eyes fell on Ling Tian who was guarding Ji Yunmiao's bed.

"He is just a little bit short of living as long as the sky." Cang Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

Awesome! Wen Jin sighed sincerely in his heart.

Cang Yan: ...What’s so great about this?

The disciple saw that Wen Jin remained silent, wondering what he was thinking about, so he stretched out his hand and waved in front of Wen Jin. Wen Jin suddenly turned his head and looked back, and after coming back he was still in a daze.

"Hey." He opened his palm again and waved it in front of Wen Jin.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please say something." Wen Jin came back to his senses and suddenly found that he was distracted in front of the disciple. He smiled at him very awkwardly.

The disciple was a little speechless: "My name is Kong Qing."

"Remember to start taking the medicine at noon tomorrow."

He took one last look at Ji Yunmiao on the inside, gave him a final word of advice, and then left.

Wen Jin closed the door and walked back to the bed.

Ling Tian nodded at her: "The demon consciousness is indeed the same size as before, and there is nothing abnormal at the moment."

Wen Jin sat back on the bed, took Ji Yunmiao's hand and explored it, then reached out and touched Ji Yunmiao's forehead.

The grayish-white color on his face faded a lot, and his lip color returned to normal. If Wen Jin didn't know that he was still unconscious, everyone would think he was just asleep.

……

On the third day, Wen Jingang stuffed the medicine into Ji Yunmiao's mouth and fed him water.

The fingers hanging by Ji Yunmiao's side moved slightly.

Wen Jin was delighted and looked down.

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.