QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 195 - 7.25

"Warning! Warning! The protagonist is about to encounter an accident. To prevent the mission from failing, please go rescue him immediately!"

"What!?"

In the Demon Prince’s Palace, Su Jinzhou, who was concentrating on selecting spiritual herbs to make a pill, suddenly received a reminder from the system and was immediately startled, "What’s wrong with him!?"

The mission progress bar has not reached 100% yet. If the protagonist dies suddenly, then his mission will fail!

Could it be that he went to save his master and failed?

How useless!

He gave him the hallucinogenic elixir, but he still failed!

Su Jinzhou didn’t want to fail in his mission, so he stood up and was ready to leave.

"Where are you going?"

He had just taken two steps when his wrist was grabbed by Ming Ye, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "You haven’t refined the pill yet, and you want to run away after taking my rare herbs?"

Su Jinzhou felt overwhelmed. He glanced at Ming Ye, blinking with wide, deliberate eyes, an unspoken attempt to look just a little pitiful and cute, "Oh, oh, oh... I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent, very urgent. Can this pill be refined later? Honorable Demon Prince... You look like a good person, you shouldn’t embarrass me, right?" ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Ming Ye hissed and couldn’t help shivering as goosebumps crawled up his arms. "Can you talk like a normal person?"

Su Jinzhou’s expression instantly froze, and he groaned, "Oh, you are not interesting at all. Okay, I’ll be honest, I have to save someone!"

Ming Ye raised his eyebrows, "Save someone? With your half-baked cultivation?"

"So..." Su Jinzhou smiled, raised his hand, and gently poked Ming Ye’s chest, "So I have to ask for help from you, dear Demon Prince. I don’t want the magic treasure as the reward for refining the pill. How about you help me save someone?"

Mingye stood with his arms folded and asked calmly, "Save who?"

Su Jinzhou said frankly, "Fang Qi. The disciple of Immortal Jiang, and now he has fallen into the hands of the Demon Lord."

Ming Ye frowned slightly, and his tone was a little sour. "Oh? And who is he to you, that you’d throw away the bargain between us just to save him?"

Su Jinzhou snorted and laughed, "Who can he be? A debt collector."

He helped him to that extent, but the other still failed and met with an accident!

Now, he had to go out and save him.

Ming Ye’s brows relaxed slightly, and a soft smile curved his lips, "Of course, I can help you. But going up against the Demon Lord? That’s dangerous... very dangerous. Even if you refine the elixir, the odds shift in your favor. In return, I expect appropriate compensation."

Su Jinzhou narrowed his eyes, "Then what do you want?"

It seems that he is going to lose a lot. The male protagonist is really a debt collector!

Ming Ye’s smile deepened as he suddenly reached out and clasped Su Jinzhou’s wrist, "Let’s talk about it when we come back."

Su Jinzhou’s eyes flickered, and he instinctively tried to pull his hand away, but when his gaze met Ming Ye’s strikingly handsome face, he hesitated.

Maybe, in this world... even if he strayed from the male lead’s route, he still can’t stay single.

He had to admit, if he had to choose, Ming Ye, with his outstanding looks, noble status, and interesting personality, was leagues better than the so-called male protagonist.

Fang Qi himself was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"I really don’t know!"

He no longer cared about his own injuries and the imminent danger of death. In his mind, he tried hard to recall all the details related to Su Jinzhou, "I saw him outside the mountain gate of the Wanling Sect. He was dressed in white, thin, and handsome. He only had a bit of cultivation, that’s it! Oh, by the way, he said at the time that he wanted to enter the Wanling Sect and worship my master as his disciple!"

Seeing that he didn’t seem to be lying, Lou Yan temporarily withdrew his hand, "I’ll leave you for a while, and I’ll kill you when I come back! If you’ve told the truth, I’ll leave your body intact. If not, I’ll cut you into pieces!"

After that, with a mere thought, Lou Yan activated the three bone-sealing nails. The icy pain immediately made Fang Qi’s face turn pale, his eyes rolled violently twice, and he lost consciousness again.

Lou Yan held the dying person in his arms and tore the space apart. Dark clouds rolled around him. He took a step forward and disappeared on the spot.

He used up almost all his life’s skills and strength, tearing the space again and again.

A moment later, they arrived at the gate of the Wanling Sect.

As soon as he landed, the Wanling Sect’s protective formation suddenly made a buzzing sound that resounded through the sky.

The disciple who was guarding the formation suddenly became alert and stood behind it with swords in hand.

Maybe it was Jiang Jiamian in Lou Yan’s arms or the delicate white robes that set him apart from other demon cultivators, but for a moment, the disciple had the strange impression that Lou Yan wasn’t a bad person. But when he took a closer look, confusion took over, and he opened his mouth, "Immortal Jiang!? What happened to him?"

Obviously, his first reaction was to regard Lou Yan as a kind-hearted person who saved and sent Immortal Jiang back after he was injured.

Lou Yan was too lazy to beat around the bush with him, "Where is the person who came to the mountain gate to become a disciple yesterday? Let him come out!"

The disciple was momentarily stunned, "A person who wanted to join as a disciple? I didn’t see anyone!"

It was no wonder the disciple was confused. After all, Su Jinzhou hadn’t activated the sect’s protective formation the day before, and after Fang Qi left, he never even entered the Wanling Sect.

It can be said that in the entire Wanling Sect, except for Fang Qi, who met him outside, no one knew that there was such a person as Su Jinzhou.

At this moment, Lou Yan wasn’t just physically drained from continuously tearing open space, but his entire spirit was on the verge of collapse and madness, because he could hardly feel Jiang Jiamian’s breathing.

"Don’t want to tell me? Fine. Fine!"

He raised his hand, and a black dragon wreathed in red flames burst from behind him. In the blink of an eye, it grew so large that it blotted out the sky, almost enveloping the entire Wanling Sect in darkness.

"If you don’t hand over the person today, I’ll level this entire sect to ashes!!"

The black dragon continued to swell in size, its body coiling in mid-air as it exhaled waves of suffocating demonic energy. Everywhere the dark mist spread, it seemed like poison flowing through the land. Flowers, plants, and trees withered instantly upon contact, and red bricks and green tiles melted when it touched them.

In the blink of an eye, a large area of the mountain gate turned inky black, and even the protective formation of the sect began to tremble violently, making loud crackling sounds, as if it would be swallowed up and shattered by the flames and the looming black dragon at any moment.

"Who is so insolent here?!"

The violent tremors of the sect’s protective formation quickly alerted the leader and the elders within. In the blink of an eye, they appeared on their swords, one after another, rushing toward the source of the disturbance.

"Immortal Jiang!?"

The moment the leaders appeared, they looked up and saw Jiang Jiamian in Lou Yan’s arms, and they were taken aback.

When did Immortal Jiang leave the sect?

How did it come to this?

They knew nothing about it!

Immortal Jiang had always been aloof, rarely speaking to others. For years, he often secluded himself in isolation. Moreover, as the only immortal master in the entire Wanling Sect and the supreme elder, he held enough authority to leave the sect at any time without the need to inform anyone.

As a result, when the sect leader and other elders saw Immortal Jiang coming to them with a faint breath in someone’s arms, they had no idea what was going on.

"Hand the person over! Don’t hide him!"

Lou Yan’s voice was sharp with anxiety, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Who is it? Who are you talking about, and why..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Lou Yan raised his hand sharply, and the black dragon in the air opened its massive jaws, swooping down toward the sect leader with terrifying speed.

"Uh..."

In Lou Yan’s arms, Jiang Jiamian’s brows furrowed faintly, as if disturbed by the surging hostility in the air. A soft, involuntary sound slipped from his lips, uncertain, pained, or perhaps instinctively sensing the tension outside.

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