The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

Teacher, it seems like my son Aotian is going to die.

Luo Qingcheng was convulsing all over, his face contorted in pain even in his unconscious state. Black blood gushed from the corner of his mouth from time to time, and his face turned from pitch black to a bloodless pale, looking like he was about to die.

But the culprit was completely unaware of the consequences.

Wanqing's mind was filled with thoughts of how to prepare the antidote.

The antidote pills she refined were sufficient to deal with most poisons in the cultivation world, but she had not yet fully understood this snake venom and hoped that the poison could not be cured.

This would give her more opportunities for research.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

After Luo Qingcheng stopped convulsing, Wan Qingchu regretfully took her pulse again.

The toxins in Luo Qingcheng's body have been almost completely cleared.

"Sigh." Wanqing couldn't help but sigh.

As Luo Qingcheng groggily regained consciousness, she heard the sigh and, her heart trembling, cautiously asked, "Doctor, how am I?"

doctor?

Wan was puzzled, but considering the medical practitioners in Medicine King Valley, she guessed it was the doctor's idea.

She looked at Luo Qingcheng with pity, her eyes filled with disappointment that Luo Qingcheng had woken up so easily, without giving her a chance to properly study Luo Qingcheng's body.

However, out of concern for Luo Qingcheng's body, which was the only one in the world to be called a medical miracle—having transformed from having no spiritual roots to having spiritual roots and successfully cultivating to the Golden Core stage—Wan Qing suggested, "Eat whatever you want to eat."

Don't let her precious research materials get too thin from starvation.

However, Luo Qingcheng misunderstood.

Both expressions of disappointment and concern mean only one thing!

She, Feng Aotian, is about to die on the spot because she likes to read unscrupulous novels!

Luo Qingcheng wanted to cry. She grabbed Wan Qingchu's hand and choked out, "Doctor, I think I can still be saved!"

Wan's eyes lit up.

She realized that Luo Qingcheng had misunderstood!

Luo Qingcheng thought he was going to die!

Wan quickly grasped Luo Qingcheng's outstretched hand, offering no explanation, but instead went along with it and asked, "Miss Luo, after you die, could you donate your body to me for research?"

If Luo Qingcheng agrees, she can kill him right now.

Although she lost the joy of drug testing, an unprecedented research cadaver could make up for this regret!

Luo Qingcheng was unaware that his life was teetering on the brink of extinction.

A sudden, inexplicable sense of crisis made her realize that something was wrong.

Luo Qingcheng leaped up, kicking up a pile of round sand and gravel.

I cautiously looked around.

"Senior Sister Wan, don't speak! There's murderous intent in him!"

Wanqing blinked her large, watery eyes.

She didn't notice anything amiss, assuming it was just Luo Qingcheng trying to change the subject.

It made me even sadder.

How did she come back to life?

Her willow-leaf eyebrows seemed to furrow but not quite.

Luo Qingcheng looked around but found nothing unusual. On the contrary, he felt that he was in great shape and could kill a bull.

She subconsciously suspected that this was a final burst of energy before death, but no one had ever told her that a final burst of energy before death could last so long.

Confused, he helped Wan up.

She hadn't changed her habit of showing off in front of stunning beauties. She patted her chest loudly and assured Wan, "Senior Sister Wan, don't worry, I'm here. Don't be afraid!"

Wan is obsessed with researching new diseases and developing corresponding elixirs. She is a research and development talent and has always been only interested in difficult and complicated diseases. She has spent too much time on this aspect, and now her cultivation level is only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

It's lower than Luoqingcheng.

Luo Qingcheng's words were not entirely unfounded.

Wanqing, seeing that she wanted to protect herself, temporarily put aside the idea of ​​killing Luo Qingcheng and keeping company with Ying She.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you very much, Junior Sister."

Naturally, the two became companions.

With the medicine powder that Wan Qing provided to mask the smell, the two did not encounter any more strange beasts blocking their way for the rest of the journey.

However, the most important problem of spiritual energy leakage still cannot be solved.

"Senior Sister Wan, do you have a solution?"

Luo Qingcheng knew the chances were slim, but he still wanted to ask.

Wanqing shook her head. "Before we came in, Senior Brother Ling said that this is the battlefield of the apocalypse. I suppose the leakage of spiritual energy is the focus of this assessment. It's not something that a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like me can solve."

Luo Qingcheng nodded; Wan Qing's guess was pretty much what she had in mind.

But she wouldn't give up.

"The most urgent task is to find an oasis or leave the desert, otherwise—"

Luo Qingcheng looked at Wan Qing's increasingly rosy cheeks.

Because of dehydration and because she had far less spiritual energy than Luo Qingcheng, Wan knew that she was in very bad shape.

Luo Qingcheng took out some Rejuvenation Pills from his storage bag and handed them to Wan Qingchu, saying worriedly, "Senior Sister Wan, take a few first and use your spiritual power to resist it."

Wan knew clearly and didn't refuse. She also had some Rejuvenation Pills on her, but she had almost used them all before meeting Luo Qingcheng.

Seeing that Luo Qingcheng was covered in sweat but still looked very energetic, Wan Qing looked at her with even more fervor, but she managed to cover it up before Luo Qingcheng noticed. "Thank you, Junior Sister Luo. If I hadn't met you, I don't know what I would have done. I might have been eliminated long ago."

Luo Qingcheng smiled sheepishly.

"Senior Sister Wan, please don't say that. You've helped me a lot before."

If it weren't for Wanqing saving her, she probably would have died long ago.

Although Wan knew it was only for research purposes.

In Wanqing's eyes, she must be a rare experimental guinea pig, right?

Luo Qingcheng wasn't quite sure.

"Junior Sister Luo, try not to use your spiritual power. The more you use your spiritual power, the faster it dissipates."

Wan knew perfectly well that what she was saying was nonsense. Without the protection of spiritual power, the two of them, who were both delicate and weak, would probably have collapsed in the desert long ago.

Luo Qingcheng nodded.

She actually discovered this during her fight with the monitor lizard.

But she didn't tell Wan Qingchu. Luo Qingcheng guessed that Wan Qingchu, who had a better understanding of the human body, should have discovered it before her.

She supported Wanqing, her eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, trying to find a glimpse of green beyond the yellow sand.

But how could it be that easy?

If Luo Qingcheng hadn't brought so many healing pills, they would have given up long ago.

She didn't dare let Sen do something like that to Wanqing.

After all, Wan knew that she was the chief disciple of the Seeking Immortals Sect. If she were discovered, she would not have a good life.

But she couldn't just stand by and watch Wanqing die here.

Luo Qingcheng could only secretly resolve that if it really came to the point where she couldn't do without it, she wouldn't care about anything else.

Surely we can't really become ungrateful people?

The Aotian in the storybook is not like this.

To save themselves from talking, the two of them didn't speak again.

Just as Wan was about to fall into a coma due to dehydration, and Luo Qingcheng was about to take the withered wood bell out of the contract space, a green hue appeared on the horizon.

She exclaimed excitedly, "Senior Sister Wan, hang in there a little longer, we'll be out of the desert soon!"

Although one cannot fly on a sword, one can still use spiritual power to increase one's speed.

Luo Qingcheng quickly imbued his feet with spiritual power and, carrying Wan Qingchu on his back, sped off towards the direction where the green color had appeared.

She didn't notice that Wan, who was behind her, had clear eyes and showed no sign of the weakness that caused her to faint from dehydration.