Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"The Moke is dying!"

The person who hurried over in a rush was precisely a disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, tasked with caring for the Moke on a daily basis.

"What?"

Shen Yan's face suddenly changed.

Yang Ling and Yang Kun also showed signs of urgency; they had come here specifically for the Moke.

If the Moke died, then their previous efforts would have been in vain.

With this thought.

Yang Kun could no longer fight with Xiao Yi and said in a deep voice, "Vice Sect Leader Shen, please take us to see the Moke..." He pointed to an old man behind him with white hair and beard, yet spirited, "This is the number one Alchemist of the Tianjian Sect, Dan Chenzi. With him taking action, we can definitely save the Moke!"

Shen Yan looked surprised.

A sixth-grade senior Alchemist, a figure who could rank within the top ten in the Great Qian Dynasty.

"So it is Mister Dan Chenzi, I have long heard of your great reputation!"

Shen Yan quickly said, "Mister Dan Chenzi, please follow me!"

Yang Kun looked at Yang Ling with a smug expression.

Yang Ling said, "Vice Sect Leader Shen, Xiao Yi also understands the art of alchemy, please allow me to accompany you to have a look!"

"Him? Yang Ling, you don't think that knowing a few herbs makes one an Alchemist, do you? Moreover, do you think that with Dan Chenzi stepping in, there is any need for him?" Yang Kun taunted with an air of sarcasm.

Yang Ling's expression darkened.

Fearing another dispute among them, Shen Yan quickly said, "Together, let's all go together!"

Yang Kun frowned slightly but didn't say anything further.

This was, after all, the territory of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

The group arrived at the cold pond where the Moke resided. Even in the height of summer, the pond emitted a bone-chilling cold.

At this moment...

The Moke, spanning a hundred zhang in length, had its lower half submerged in the cold pond and the upper half lying on the bank, lifeless, showing none of the vitality expected of a sixth-order peak demonic beast.

"Dan Chenzi, go take a look!"

Yang Kun looked at Dan Chenzi, his lips curling up in a vicious sneer, taunting, "Yang Ling, didn't you say Xiao Yi also knows the art of alchemy? Why not let him have a look?"

Yang Ling looked towards Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "No rush, if he cannot save the Moke, it will naturally be my turn to take action!"

"Ridiculous, you dare claim that Dan Chenzi cannot save the Moke? If even he cannot, how could you possibly manage it?" Yang Kun looked at him with disdain, clearly not believing Xiao Yi could cure the Moke.

Shen Yan, however, was too preoccupied to pay attention to their quarrel.

He watched the Moke in front of him nervously. After Dan Chenzi conducted a thorough examination, Shen Yan hurriedly asked, "Mister Dan Chenzi, is there any hope for the Moke?"

"I'm sorry!"

Dan Chenzi shook his head, a bitter smile on his face, "This Moke has no signs of life within it, it is beyond the help of medicine. Even a descent of the heavens could not cure it..."

Shen Yan's face collapsed, and he managed to squeeze out a smile more pained than crying, "So there is truly no way to save it? It seems the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is indeed fated to part ways with this Moke..." Experience more on My Virtual Library Empire

Yang Ling clenched his fists unwillingly, looking at Xiao Yi with one last glimmer of hope, "Xiao Yi, do you have a way to save it?"

Before Xiao Yi could speak.

Yang Kun scoffed, "Even Dan Chenzi is unable to do anything, how could he possibly have a way? If he can save the Moke, I will no longer contend for it with you..."

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you really mean that?"

"Of course! But..."

Yang Kun laughed confidently, "If he fails to treat it, however, I'll make him kneel before me and kowtow a thousand times, then incapacitate his cultivation! Do you dare?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

As Yang Ling hesitated, Xiao Yi had already spoken first, "But if I win, in addition to what you've proposed, you too will kneel down and kowtow a thousand times to me. If you agree, then I will take that bet with you!"

"No problem!"

Yang Kun's attitude was one of absolute certainty.

"Xiao Yi..." Yang Ling looked at him with concern.

Xiao Yi waved his hand and walked straight to the side of the ink-scaled serpent, merely glancing at it a few times before heading towards Shen Yan.

Yang Kun laughed loudly, "You're not thinking of running away, are you?"

Dan Chenzi shook his head, "Young people love to pretend to be mysterious, always trying to mystify..."

Xiao Yi crossed them to stand in front of Shen Yan, saying, "Prepare three hundred portions of healing herbs for me, and at the same time, prepare a hundred female demonic beasts, any species will do. It all must be ready within an hour, and be quick about it!"

"What?"

Shen Yan looked utterly bewildered.

Healing herbs?

Female demonic beasts?

What in the world is all this?

Xiao Yi urged, "If you want to save the ink-scaled serpent, then do as I say!"

Shen Yan hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, "Damn it, a dead horse will be a living horse doctor!"

He immediately left.

A moment later.

Shen Yan returned with a peculiar expression, carrying the healing herbs, followed by more than a hundred Beast Tamers from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, each leading a female demonic beast to the vicinity of the cold pool.

Xiao Yi took the healing herbs and commanded everyone to drive the demonic beasts near the cold pool.

At the same time, the array stones were activated.

Swish, swish, swish!

In an instant, he had set up a Spirit Gathering Array with a small range but three times the usual effect, filling the area around the cold pool with an abundance of spiritual energy.

"What on earth is he trying to do?"

"I heard that even the Tianjian Sect's Dan Chenzi has declared the ink-scaled serpent incurable; what's he up to now?"

"If Dan Chenzi couldn't do anything, how could he possibly cure the ink-scaled serpent?" The Beast Tamers were also utterly baffled.

Yang Kun became increasingly smug, looking at Yang Ling, "Little brother, it seems your judgment was poor, to have found such a charlatan to help you!"

"How can you declare victory or defeat before the last moment?" Yang Ling said.

Yang Kun shook his head and scoffed, "This is just a last-ditch struggle. Let's see what excuses you'll have after he fails..."

At the same time.

Xiao Yi pried open the ink-scaled serpent's mouth and stuffed in two hundred portions of healing herbs. He then administered the herbs to the remaining female demonic beasts before quickly stepping back from the cold pool.

"Ridiculous, do you even know medicine? The life force of that ink-scaled serpent is nearly exhausted; giving it healing herbs now is just harming it..." Dan Chenzi angrily rebuked.

Xiao Yi glanced at him and said indifferently, "Just watch quietly."

The crowd turned their eyes towards the cold pool.

Under the stimulation of the healing herbs, the hundred-plus female demonic beasts roared furiously, rampaging wildly.

The ink-scaled serpent, which had been at death's door, suddenly raised its head, its eyes filled with blood, and let out a thunderous roar.

Incredibly, it shot out of the cold pool and pounced towards the hundred-plus female demonic beasts.

For a time...

The Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range echoed with the intense roars of male and female demonic beasts.

The ground shook, and ripples spread far and wide.

For ten hours, the terrifying commotion continued before it finally ceased.

The hundred-plus demonic beasts lay on the ground, their faces almost human with satisfaction.

The ink-scaled serpent too was coiled at the edge of the cold pool, breathing heavily, its face also eerily human in its contentment.

Before, it had been at death's door, but now it glowed with vitality, as if it could fight another three hundred rounds. How was this the incurable creature that Dan Chenzi had described?

A playful smile appeared on Xiao Yi's face as he looked towards a dumbfounded Yang Kun, "You've lost!"