I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 243: Deal Done (From now on, it should be 2-in-1)

"Without any evidence, how can people believe that what you say is true?"

Wen Ye's calm voice suddenly interrupted the silence at the scene. Yan Ping barely pulled himself together from his chaotic thoughts and tilted his head slightly to look at Wen Ye.

His pupils were dark red at this moment, revealing an evil aura in the sunlight, and his fierce eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

The two looked at each other.

Wen Ye took in the changes in his expression and his heart tightened.

It was the first time that Wen Ye saw Yan Ping with such an expression. It seemed that he really cared about his sister.

It was not certain whether what he said was true or not, but Yan Ping lost control of his emotions just because of a possibility.

Wen Ye forced his gaze away from Yan Ping and looked at Him, standing straight, his eyes calm but with a hint of aggression, and his tone was also somewhat aggressive.

"If it's made up, I would too."

Yan Ping was emotionally unstable, and Wen Ye's words were like a reminder, awakening him from his previous self-doubt. He couldn't help but increase the strength of the grip on the back of his neck.

He murmured to himself, "Yeah, who knows if what you said is true or not?"

His sister might be in trouble because of the blood curse, or because of those continent seals. She now has thirty-two continent seals on her body, so even if there is a blood curse, it will most likely be suppressed.

How can the methods of a group of demon cultivators compare with the Thirty-two Continental Seals? Let go of your confused thoughts.

Yan Ping's emotions gradually calmed down, but the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger, and the hand that was pinching the back of his neck became heavier.

He raised his eyebrows in response to Wen Ye's question, and finally spoke to Yan Ping.

"If you use more force, Yu Tianhong will die."

The evil thoughts within Jianshan leaked out again.

Yan Ping suddenly laughed.

He really didn't want to kill Yu Tianhong, but when he thought about it carefully, why couldn't Yu Tianhong die?

He is not Wen Ye, who can save the world.

This world is real. One more or one less makes no difference.

Although Yu Tianhong was wholeheartedly treating him well, now someone was using his body to stimulate him.

It would be better for him to die now. Death will just make him feel better. This can be considered as Yu Tianhong's contribution to him.

Wen Ye keenly sensed some indescribable changes, and his gaze instantly shifted to Yan Ping.

Then his breathing stagnated. It was Yan Ping who made him feel a familiar malice.

Even though the malice was not directed at him, it still made him feel creepy.

Yan Ping stared at Him, gradually increasing the strength in his hands, and his voice contained malicious ridicule.

"From what I know, the Demon Lord cares about him very much. You and the Demon Lord are in the same boat. If he dies today because of you, can you two continue to be in the same boat?"

Yan Ping's voice was not loud, but when it fell into his ears, a hint of surprise appeared in his previously smiling eyes, and then he said with interest.

"How did you know?"

"That's not important. What's important is that I want to know, if he dies, will you be hunted down if you go back?"

Yan Ping said this, and suddenly exerted force with his fingers.

A huge force was transmitted from his fingertips, carrying with it a strong murderous intent.

His eyes changed, and a black mist instantly emerged from the back of Yu Tianhong's neck, blocking Yan Ping's force.

Even so, Yu Tianhong's neck bones were still making crackling sounds.

Wen Ye's expression changed slightly, "Senior."

Yan Ping turned his head and looked at him. The malice in his eyes did not fade at all, making Wen Ye feel cold from head to toe. He then smiled slightly.

"Shut up."

Then Yan Ping turned his head to look at Him, maintaining that force without moving, with a look of joy on his face, "You want to talk about a deal, right? We can talk now."

He felt that the black line stationed in Yu Tianhong's soul was rapidly consumed, but he did not dare to let go.

Yan Ping's attack this time was indeed very ruthless. The moment he withdrew his strength, Yu Tianhong's neck was almost strangled.

He maintained the consumption of the black mist and felt a toothache for no reason.

"Unpredictable and reckless."

His heart was trembling like that at first, and then he could laugh like crazy and want to kill the person he wanted to protect just now.

Ji Heyu: “…”

He had a little idea in common with Him today.

Although he is older than Yan Ping, sometimes he really can't understand Yan Ping's actions.

It was He who possessed Yu Tianhong, but Yan Ping still dared to bet that He would not watch Yu Tianhong die.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yan Ping is bold and reckless.

At this moment, under Yan Ping's strength, he estimated the consumption of his puppet thread.

It can last about the time of an incense stick.

There is plenty of time, more than enough.

He smiled slightly, raised his hand again, took out the jade seed, and placed it in front of Yan Ping.

"What the kid said just now is right. I have no evidence to support my claims about that girl, but there is one thing I did say: I did make it up."

"They used a blood curse, and I just happen to know the solution."

"Now it depends on whether you dare to gamble."

When He said this, a dark light flashed in His eyes.

"Eat it and then go to Guanshui City, and I will tell you how to solve the blood curse."

The atmosphere became quiet again.

Yan Ping's pupils were bloodshot, and his gaze moved to the seed. Just as he was about to say something, Wen Ye suddenly moved. He was originally standing behind him, but with this movement, he walked towards him.

Yan Ping's eyes quickly turned to Wen Ye, his tone was unfriendly, mixed with impatience, and his voice was cold.

"Get back."

Wen Ye paused and looked at Yan Ping in silence.

The maliciousness mixed in Yan Ping's gaze was not restrained at all. It fell on him, making him feel like he was drowning, unable to breathe, and his body was extremely cold.

Even if Yan Ping didn't say anything, Wen Ye could be sure that Yan Ping would agree to his conditions.

But he didn't want Yan Ping to eat something of unknown origin.

Wen Ye withdrew his gaze, faced Yan Ping's gaze, and continued to move forward. Every step he took was like pulling his feet out of a sticky quagmire.

Yan Ping's eyes became increasingly cold. He didn't want Wen Ye to have too much contact with him, but Wen Ye was obviously disobedient now.

Does he want to die?

He could hear the noise coming from behind him, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, the guy standing behind him was the Foundation Establishment Stage kid. Now he should be said to be in the Void Core Stage.

He had made Yan Ping uneasy before, but it was this kid who intervened and disrupted Yan Ping's emotions.

Now, he's here again.

Whenever Yan Ping wavered, he would speak.

But he is only at the Xudan realm, yet he is so bold that he dares to interrupt Yan Ping casually, and he is not even worried about Yan Ping getting angry.

While He was still thinking, Wen Ye came and stood before Him.

"This bet is not necessary. The demon cultivators on Yuanzhou all came from Qingzhou. It's just a blood curse. It will be equally useful if we find other demon cultivators on Qingzhou."

He raised his head slightly and saw the man in front of him clearly. He had a handsome face and looked young, but he had a calm temperament and his eyes were cool and sharp.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about his character, He likes this boy very much, but he is too immature.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, "You are right."

"But the blood curse has different solutions. The conditions woven by the sorcerer are different, and the solutions are different. Even if you find all the magic cultivators in Qingzhou, the answers you get will be different."

He easily blocked all the points that Wen Ye could find.

Wen Ye's eyes were cold, with an inorganic kind of indifference.

"The answers may be different, but the essence remains the same. If you find the beginning, you can figure out the end. There is no curse in the world that can only be solved by the person himself."

He paused, and looked at Wen Ye with a strange look in his eyes, "You are only at the Void Dan realm, yet you dare to talk about spells above the Enlightenment realm. Who gave you the courage?"

Wen Ye's expression did not change, and he remained cold. "Since you react like this, it means that what I said is right."

Logically, His thoughts were guessed, but His reaction was not satisfactory.

He just smiled slightly, "Then ask Yan Ping if he will make this deal?"

Wen Ye pursed his lips immediately and looked up at Yan Ping.

Yan Ping's eyes were cold, but he said nothing.

Wen Ye clenched his fingers for a moment, then slowly loosened them, his eyes drooping.

He noticed the subtle atmosphere between them, raised his eyebrows, and continued.

"You care about him so much, so why don't you think about whether he is willing to give up this little possibility of mine."

Yan Ping glanced down at him condescendingly. He was indeed unwilling.

He knew all the possibilities Wen Ye mentioned, but he didn't want to give up.

Even though Wen Ye was disobedient, when would it be His turn to criticize him?

Yan Ping expressionlessly increased the strength in his hands, and correspondingly, the consumption of his puppet lines suddenly increased.

Him: "..."

Yan Ping didn't look at Wen Ye any more, his voice was cold and irritable, "Tell me the solution."

Beads of cold sweat had already begun to appear on his forehead. He looked at Wen Ye, who was standing in front of him without saying a word.

After a snort of laughter, he took out a jade slip from the storage bag that Yu Tianhong carried with him and carved the magic formula into it.

With the intention of watching a good show, he lightly threw the jade slip directly to Wen Ye.

The movement was gentle and without any gravity. Wen Ye instinctively reached out his hand but then pulled back. The next second, the thing was taken away by Yan Ping out of thin air.

He sighed, "Why don't you trust him so much?"

Wen Ye suddenly looked up at him, his eyes extremely cold.

Yan Ping paused for a moment while holding the jade slip in his hand. The malice that had arisen from his bad mood was unconsciously retracted a lot.

He glanced at Wen Ye. Wen Ye did not look at Yan Ping, but stared at him intently, and finally uttered two words.

"idiot."

Him: "..."

Yan Ping: “…”

The strength in Yan Ping's hands loosened a lot.

It seemed that this was the second time he saw Wen Ye swearing in all the time they had known each other. The words were not very hurtful, but they were extremely insulting.

His expression changed immediately. For many years, He had been in a high position, and those who saw Him were either trembling with fear or extremely respectful.

As a result, now, he was actually scolded by a junior, and a junior in the Void Dan realm!

He was so angry that he laughed. His voice suddenly became cold and his gaze on Wen Ye changed from admiration to coldness, which was extremely eerie.

"You bastard! Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Are you looking for death..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Ping slapped him on the head with his other hand.

When Wen Ye saw this scene, his fingers moved slightly, and his previously tense emotions suddenly relaxed.

His rage grew even stronger, and a chill spread all over his body. "Yan Ping! Don't go too far!"

Yan Ping's gaze was even more sinister and cold than His. He shook the jade slip in his hand and spoke word by word.

“Why not complete?”

Even though he was beaten while living on Yu Tianhong, he still felt angry at this moment. After letting out a sneer, he threw the seeds in his hand towards Yan Ping without any care.

"There is only one third of it here. Eat it and I'll give you half. As for the remaining half, go to Guanshui City and find the thing I prepared for you. I'll give it to you."

Yan Ping's eyes turned cold, and he caught the seed-sized object.

After He finished speaking, He simply collected the black fog that was used to protect Yu Tianhong.

The next moment, the huge force from the back of the neck disappeared.

He sneered and wanted to turn his head, but was still firmly held by Yan Ping.

He could only look at Wen Ye in front of him and sneer.

Wen Ye didn't even look at him, ignoring the coldness in his gaze, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Ping's face.

"I'll eat it for him."

Ji Heyu had a little difficulty in speaking. Just now, Yan Ping injected spiritual power into his body, but it had not been able to break through the suppression. He could only squeeze out a few words.

I don't know what the thing he gave me is for. Seeing that Yan Ping is so eager to eat it, I might as well let him do it.

His gaze instantly fixed on Ji Heyu. His originally distracted look was now sharp enough to pierce people.

It should have been a simple plan, but someone always showed up just when Yan Ping was about to start.

He turned his head expressionlessly, not caring about Yu Tianhong's physical injuries at all, and looked at Yan Ping.

Yan Ping's eyes met His, and for a moment, everyone was looking at Yan Ping.

Yan Ping didn't look at them, especially in the direction of Wen Ye, he didn't even turn his eyes in that direction.

After staring at Him for a while, Yan Ping raised his hand and injected the crystal clear seed into his body.

Wen Ye clenched his fingers instantly, took a step forward subconsciously, and then stopped abruptly.

Ji Heyu looked a little ugly.

Only He finally relaxed a little. It didn’t matter if he didn’t eat, the effect would be the same anyway.

Yan Ping half closed his eyes, not paying attention to their reactions, but looking inward.

The moment the seed entered his body through his chest, it turned into an invisible force and instantly penetrated into the meridians in his lungs. At the same time, strands of spiritual energy emerged from the meridians in his lungs.

The pain that had been intermittently present in my heart was eliminated at that moment.

If it wasn't certain that what He gave was not a good thing, ordinary people would probably think it was some kind of panacea.

Yan Ping opened his eyes and looked at him meaningfully.

"That's it?"

He smiled slightly and said nothing. Instead, he took the jade slip back from Yan Ping's hand, engraved the remaining half, and then spoke in a relaxed manner.

"Congratulations on making the right choice, even though you have no chance to go back."

After He finished speaking, He threw the jade slip high into the air.

At the same time, he glanced at Wen Ye, then at Ji Heyu, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"Let me give you another great gift."