"I'm ... I'm fine," As soon as he finished speaking, Gongxi Batian's weak voice was heard. Then, he stood up, trembling.
Ling Chuxi did not expect him to stand up so quickly. She had thought that he would need to lie down for at least a few hours before he could recover some strength. It seemed that the medicinal effects of the demon spirit pill had already begun to take effect.
"Lord patriarch, how are you?" The second elder and the others surrounded Gongxi Batian and asked in a surprised and anxious tone.
"It's still alright. Lord Ling's medical skills are indeed amazing. I can feel the effects of the medicine. I believe that it won't be long before I can advance to the monarch level." Gongxi Batian said, but he didn't seem to be happy at all.
As long as he thought of the near-death pain just now, he would have lingering fear in his heart, and he couldn't be happy no matter what.
"Congratulations Lord patriarch, congratulations Lord patriarch." The second elder and the others were overjoyed and spoke at the same time. Once the clan leader became a monarch, the Gongxi clan's power would increase by another level. They would finally have the capital to establish themselves in the heaven domain.
"Anyone else want to try?" Ling Chuxi interrupted and asked.
pαпdα Й?νê|,сòМ "Hu!" As soon as he finished speaking, the second elder and the others scattered and took a few steps back.
To be honest, they all wanted to have stronger strength, but after seeing the tragic state of their Lord patriarch just now, who had the courage to try?
"I think we should just forget about it and just detoxify them. Not everyone can bear such pain." Gongxi Batian didn't dare to be stubborn anymore. He didn't dare to say that it was normal for the Gongxi clan to suffer extreme pain. If Ling Chuxi were to continue using this needle technique, more than half of the people in the Gongxi family would probably die from the pain.
"Actually, I've thought of a good way. It won't be so painful." Said Ling Chuxi as she blinked her eyes.
"What?" Gongxi Batian's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"When I was performing the finger technique for you, I thought of a better way." Ling Chuxi said seriously.
"Why ... Why didn't you say so earlier?" Gongxi Batian's old face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"I didn't think of that before. Besides, you said that we'll start immediately and that you can handle it." Ling Chuxi said in a matter-of-fact manner.
"BOOM!" Gongxi Batian's vision turned black, and he finally passed out. Why didn't he wait a little longer? why did he have to say such big words? wouldn't he suffer less if he just waited a little longer?
Everyone was stunned. Gongxi kuangdao and LAN Xinyu looked at each other and saw the deep meaning in each other's eyes. Ling Chuxi must have done it on purpose.
This time, Gongxi Batian had really fainted. He had suffered so much and lost so much face that even his drool was flowing all over the floor. In the end, Ling Chuxi actually told him that there was an easier way. Under the combination of grief, anger, and annoyance, how could he not faint?
The second elder and the others pounced forward, pinching his philtrum and rubbing his chest in a flurry. After spending a great deal of effort, they finally managed to wake up the Lord family head.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Gongxi Batian pounced at Ling Chuxi's feet like a tiger pouncing on a sheep. Ling Chuxi thought that this stubborn old man had been provoked and wanted to fight her to the death. She almost flew out with a kick.
"Lord Ling, you have to help our Gongxi clan. We have been enslaved and humiliated for thousands of years. It was not easy for us to regain our freedom. I beg you, Lord, to show mercy and help our Gongxi clan." Gongxi Batian grabbed onto Ling Chuxi's trousers as he spoke with tears and snot in his eyes.
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