Reborn Medicine King

Without waiting for Ling'er to ask, he directly said, "Who is your surname, little girl?"    

Ling'er said, "My name is Gu Ling'er. Why did senior bring me here? What is this place?"    

"Haha, you are indeed a descendant of the Gu Clan. In the future, you can cultivate here peacefully. This is the Myriad Herbs Valley."    

...    

In another small world, Qin Wuliang was pressed down by a mountain, and only his head was left on the surface. His face was filled with anger.    

"Let me out! If you have the ability, kill me."    

Not far in front of him, the great figure who took him away was sitting beside a bonfire, drinking wine and eating meat. He was smiling as he looked at him.    

"Kid, quickly say what your name is. Why did you cultivate the cultivation techniques of an outsider? You even affected the power of your bloodline!"    

"None of your business. Let me out. I want to fight you one-on-one!"    

At this time, a strong old man walked over from afar. He first looked at Qin Wuliang, then said to the middle-aged man.    

"This kid is really similar to you back then. No wonder you think so highly of him. However, the blood of an outsider has to be removed from his bloodline."    

The middle-aged man said, "Using this treasure of mine to suppress him for thirty years should be enough to remove the impurities in his blood. It won't do him any harm, and can also train his will."    

Qin Wuliang was extremely depressed at this moment. He couldn't even move his fingers. This feeling was simply torture to him. It was better to die than live.    

A few days ago, he was brought to this small world, and then he was trapped here by that middle-aged man. He tried everything he could to escape, but he could not. Every time the middle-aged man ate, he would come to his side, which made him extremely angry.    

The old man walked to Qin Wuliang's side and said directly, "Kid, do you want to be suppressed here for thirty years, or do you want to get rid of the bloodline in your body?"    

Qin Wuliang did not have much hostility towards this old man, and said directly, "Who are you guys? With half of the bloodline in my body, if I were to be crippled, I would not be able to use many of my techniques."    

"We don't have any ill intentions towards you. Purifying your bloodline is only good for you. Otherwise, how could we pass our techniques to you?"    

"Stop talking about that. I'm starving to death. Let me eat first."    

Hearing this, the old man turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, "You didn't give him anything to eat?"    

The middle-aged man chewed on the roasted meat in his hand and said vaguely, "He is a cultivator. What use is there for him to eat such ordinary things? There's no harm in eating less!"    

After saying that, he took another sip of wine, clearly not giving Qin Wuliang anything to eat.    

Qin Wuliang said angrily, "Aren't you also a cultivator?"    

"I am an expert!"    

Qin Wuliang, "..."    

The old man was speechless, then he looked at Qin Wuliang, "Kid, I want to know if you are a descendant of the Qin or the Shen."    

When he asked about this, the old man's eyes were filled with anticipation, but when Qin Wuliang heard his words, he was a little surprised. The other party actually knew his identity. He had never interacted with these two before, this was too strange.    

"How do you know my surname?"    

The middle-aged man in the distance said directly, "What do you want to know, answer it. Otherwise, you will be trapped here for thirty years. Back then, I also did the same thing."    

"It's none of your business if I talk to you!"    

"Kid, no matter how much nonsense you speak now, you will be beaten up more in the future. You can decide for yourself."    

The old man said, "Don't argue with him. We're all on the same side. This mountain is a supreme treasure of my clan. Trapping you here is indeed beneficial to you. You should first answer my question. What is your name?"    

This time, Qin Wuliang did not retort, but answered.    

"Junior Qin Wuliang."    

When the old man heard Qin Wuliang's reply, the corner of his mouth slowly raised. Clearly, he was in a good mood.    

He turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, "Haha, Qin Wuliang, what a good name. Let him bleed."    

When the middle-aged man heard Qin Wuliang's response, he was obviously very happy. He immediately stood up and walked towards Qin Wuliang.    

As he walked, he said, "Kid, don't worry, this is much better …"    

...    

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"    

Shi Chengtian was brought to a great world by the experts of the Demon Race. When he woke up, the scene in front of him shocked him. He saw several experts of the Demon Race standing in front of him, looking at him.    

However, Shi Chengtian seemed to be very calm. There was a trace of vigilance in his eyes, but he did not act rashly.    

"I didn't expect that the bloodline of the Ferocious Lion Clan would really be left behind. The Demon King will definitely be very happy. The bloodline power is very strong, but it's a pity that his realm is too weak."    

"Realm is not a problem. The bloodline is the king. The Demon King should be back soon, right?"    

No one answered Shi Chengtian's question, but these guys were clearly very interested in him.    

After about two hours, just as Shi Chengtian was about to lose his patience, a tall figure quickly walked in from outside the door. When he saw this figure, Shi Chengtian's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were filled with shock.    

When the demons saw the person, they all made way for him.    

They said in unison, "Demon King!"    

Shi Chengtian, "Ferocious Lion?"    

If one didn't look at his face, this guy was simply a sturdier version of Shi Chengtian. He placed his hand on Shi Chengtian's shoulder and pulled him up from the chair. He sized him up carefully.    

After a moment, he laughed and said, "Hahaha, very good, very good. Call me Ancestor. From today onwards, I will work hard to cultivate and catch up with my cultivation realm. When the time comes, I will bring you out. Don't embarrass me."    

...    

"Child, what's your name?"    

The one who spoke was a huge poisonous toad. It was currently lying beside Shen Meng, who had just woken up. Its body was close to ten meters long, and it was completely purple.    

On the other side of Shen Meng, a black giant snake with a flesh crown was also staring at her. However, its eyes did not have any malice. Shen Meng, who had just woken up, did not feel any fear when she saw them.    

The surrounding purple fog was filled with spiritual herbs and poisonous plants. In the distance, there were also a few other poisonous creatures entrenched. Their auras were restrained.    

"My name is Shen Meng. Where am I?"    

"This is the Valley of Poison God. If you need anything in the future, you can just tell us..."    

...    

In front of a tall building, the man who took away Han Qianxue was in a good mood.    

"Girl, from today onwards, you will start here. You will have to train here. Are you confident? It's a pity that distraction might affect your cultivation speed."    

"Don't worry, senior. I can cultivate slowly. You can be at ease with me."    

At this moment, Han Qianxue was wearing a silk robe. She walked into the building. It was obviously a huge trading company. It was very lively inside, and it was filled with people from all over the world.    

The man found the manager and introduced Han Qianxue to him. He passed Han Qianxue a token made of immortal gold and was about to leave.    

Before he left, he said to Han Qianxue, "Although you are not a descendant of the Jin Family, you can be considered a branch of the bloodline. I look forward to you rising up in the company. I will give you the corresponding help, but how far you can go depends on yourself."    

"Thank you, senior. I will do my best."    

Han Qianxue looked very calm. She was not flustered because she was taken away. Instead, she used the entire journey to figure out what had happened and why she was brought here.    

After the man left, she looked at the busy streets outside the chamber of commerce and the corner of her mouth gradually raised.    

She muttered to herself, "Jiang Fann, I should be able to help you this time, right? But I really have to wait a little longer. I'm really looking forward to the next time we meet …"    

...    

Wang Xian woke up from her coma. In front of her were Wang Xi and Wang Yan, who had changed their clothes. At this moment, they looked a little different from usual, but they still had smiles on their faces.    

"Ancestor, where are we?"    

"We are no longer in the Upper Nine Heavens. Ancestor has brought us to a sect in a higher plane. We will be living here from now on. This place is much stronger than the Upper Nine Heavens, and we don't have to worry about the safety of the other clans."    

"Not in the Upper Nine Heavens? Where are Jiang Fann and the others?"    

Wang Xi said, "We are not sure about their situation right now, but since we are already here, we should be safe. Ancestor values the three of us very much, so if there's a chance in the future, we can look for Fann and the others."    

"Isn't our Ancestor in the Upper Nine Heavens?"    

Wang Xi shook her head. "We have just woken up not too long ago, and we still don't know the specific situation. However, our Ancestor will definitely be right. This is a good thing for you, but it's very likely that we won't be able to participate in the Nine Desolations."    

...    

"You little monk, you smell of meat and wine. It seems that your master didn't discipline you properly. Now, I'll punish you by copying the scriptures for three years. You better calm down and cultivate with me."    

At this moment, Monk San Jie was depressed. However, the surrounding monks had unfathomable cultivation, so he didn't even have the ability to resist.    

In the past few days, he had tried to escape several times, but he was always caught and beaten up.    

No matter how strong his body was, it couldn't withstand such torture.    

He opened his mouth and asked, "Then when can I go out and travel?"    

"Before I completely change those bad habits of yours, I will stop thinking about it."    

Looking at the scriptures on the wall, Monk San Jie wanted to cry but had no tears.    

"When will this end..."    

...    

On the other side, Chu Zhan, Zhou Tong, and the others were brought to different great worlds by different experts. Each of them had their own path to walk, and the road was still long. They all believed that there would be a day when they would meet again.    

And the most important thing at the moment was to increase their cultivation as soon as possible. Only then would they be able to truly control their own fate.    

Out of the people Jiang Fann brought out from Nine Desolations, only Jiang Fann was left in the Upper Nine Heavens. He was not noticed by the experts, and Xiao Yue'er and the other two came from the Great Thousand Worlds, so there were no accidents.    

Therefore, he could basically confirm that the bloodline of the Nine Desolations was not ordinary. He really wanted to know what had happened back then, and where the Cultivators of Nine Desolations who had arrived at the Upper Nine Heavens were now.    

Jiang Fann believed that he would be able to find the answer in the Upper Nine Heavens. It was just a matter of time. After all, there was no extinction of civilization here. There must be records of what happened back then.    

As for Jiang Fann, even if he was on his own, he did not intend to be too ostentatious. In the previous trial, he had no choice but to do so. At that time, he needed to find a direction to help, which was why he acted too high-profile when the final inheritance appeared.    

However, this trial had also allowed him to make some new friends. He believed that this trip to the Upper Nine Heavens would not be boring.