Chapter 1087: Chapter 1084: Becoming the Savior of the Demon Race
"You’ve found a way to cure the plague?"
Xiao Wu screamed, his pupils full of shock, obviously not expecting Xu Wendong to find a way to cure the plague so quickly.
At the same time, he was also certain why the king had sent word to treat Xu Wendong well.
He truly is the hope of the Demon Race!
Xu Wendong said, "This matter is absolutely true. All five of my human women have already recovered; however, I don’t know whether my method is effective for the Demon Race!"
"Follow me!" Xiao Wu flapped his wings, the Spatial Power enveloping Xu Wendong, and directly took him to a cave in the distance.
The cave contained over a hundred demon beasts, and their situation did not look optimistic.
Each demon beast was listless, their aura weak.
With over a hundred demon beasts gathered together, the foul stench nearly caused Xu Wendong to vomit bile.
"Xiong Wang, come over!" Xiao Wu spoke.
The brown bear, whose limbs Xu Wendong had once eaten, had already grown new hands and feet. It wearily crawled over, "Fifth Master, what are your orders?"
Xu Wendong squeezed out a drop of fresh blood, "Hey, drink it."
Xiong Wang immediately showed a troubled expression.
Xiao Wu was furious: "What do you mean? Are you disdainful of Young Master Xu?"
Xiong Wang looked innocent, "What I mean is that one drop of blood is too little, not even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth."
Xiao Wu sneered repeatedly, "Or would you prefer to eat him?"
Xiong Wang’s eyes sparkled, "That would be too impolite!"
Xiao Wu gently waved his wings, and even before they fell, Xiong Wang fell to the ground with a thump, frightened.
Then, he assumed an extremely strange pose, though prostrate on the ground, he raised his head, opened his mouth, and caught the drop of blood falling from Xu Wendong.
After drinking Xu Wendong’s blood, Xiong Wang’s weak aura instantly returned to its peak.
This left Xiao Wu and Xiong Wang, as well as the demon race powerhouses imprisoned in the cave, with a look of disbelief.
Clearly, they hadn’t expected Xu Wendong’s blood to have such miraculous effects, it was practically a walking Immortal Elixir!
Even though they saw it with their own eyes, it was hard to believe that Xu Wendong had cured Xiong Wang’s plague with just a drop of blood.
In an instant.
All the demon beasts looked at Xu Wendong with eyes full of frenzy, which made Xu Wendong feel as if he were being pierced by thorns.
Faced with so many powerful demon beasts, a strong sense of unease filled him, as if they might swarm at him any moment and tear him to pieces.
"Don’t rush, one at a time." Xu Wendong was very generous; he counted the number of demon beasts in the cave and then squeezed out more than six hundred drops of blood.
Although more than six hundred drops of blood seemed numerous, for Xu Wendong, it hardly counted as anything.
After all, there were approximately ten thousand drops in five hundred milliliters of blood.
Even squeezing out ten thousand drops at the same time wouldn’t have much impact.
"Why is Young Master Xu sparing no effort to heal our Demon Race?"
Huan Ying appeared outside the cave, her eyes full of complicated emotions.
Previously, she had pinned all hope on Xu Wendong.
But she hadn’t expected.
Xu Wendong didn’t even inform her and then healed the seriously ill great demons on Baiyun Mountain.
Xu Wendong said, "The Demon Race has treated me sincerely, I, Xu Wendong, certainly won’t repay kindness with ingratitude, nor will I use kindness as leverage for extortion."
Although he was being nurtured by the Demon Race, it was undeniable that the Demon Race truly had nothing to say to him.
No matter what he asked for, the other party would fulfill it.
Especially facing retaliation from Lion Ridge, Huan Ying protected him with a strong attitude.
These, he couldn’t ignore.
Huan Ying chuckled lightly, "I’d rather you asked for our release before rescuing my people, so we wouldn’t owe each other anything."
"But now, Baiyun Mountain owes you a tremendous debt."
Previously, she had always tried various methods to control Xu Wendong, believing that she had succeeded in indebting Xu Wendong to Baiyun Mountain.
But now, he saved Baiyun Mountain’s demon beasts without a word, directly turning her proactive advantage into a defensive position.
Because the debt Baiyun Mountain owes to Xu Wendong for saving their demon beasts far surpasses that of what Baiyun Mountain provided for him.
This was a life-saving grace.
Xu Wendong casually said, "I’m someone who cherishes fate. I fell into Baiyun Mountain when I first entered the Cultivation World, which is fate."
"Since it’s fate, there’s no need to make things too clear cut."
Huan Ying nodded slightly, then said, "I wonder if Young Master Xu is willing to save my demon race citizens from disaster?"
Xu Wendong said, "I... do I have that ability?"
He didn’t mind saving the demon race from disaster.
But the method to save lives required using his blood!
Faced with so many citizens of the Demon Race, his little blood seemed somewhat insufficient.
It’s likely that even if he ran out of blood, he wouldn’t be able to save the Demon Race.
Huan Ying saw Xu Wendong’s concerns, "Young Master Xu, don’t worry, our Demon Race lacks nothing but immortal herbs and Spiritual Medicine, ensuring your recovery as soon as possible."
As she spoke, she looked at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu understood, promptly spitting out four drops of blood, which were the Soul Blood for Hong Luan and others, just waiting to be returned to them so they could regain their freedom.
"Since the lady thinks highly of me, I will do my best!" Xu Wendong ultimately agreed.
Firstly, he couldn’t ignore cries for help.
Although the other party was the Demon Race.
But in his eyes, there was no difference between demons and humans; they were all living beings.
Secondly, he needed to build good relations with the Demon Race to have a chance to find a way to leave.
Only by establishing prestige in the Demon Race could he possibly prevent a conflict between the Demon Race and the Human Race.
"I thank Young Master Xu on behalf of the Demon Race for your kindness. Next, please follow me to Lion Ridge!"
Huan Ying knew that Lion Ridge was the place with the most severe epidemic. The demon beasts there were already suffering casualties, it was precisely the time Xu Wendong was most needed.
"Let’s go!"
Xiao Wu flapped his wings, taking Xu Wendong and Huan Ying to instantly disappear from Baiyun Mountain.
He used less than two breaths to bring Xu Wendong and Huan Ying to the Lion Ridge headquarters.
At this moment, the sky over Lion Ridge was shrouded in intense death energy, even the air was filled with the stench of corpses.
The smell nearly made one retch.
When Xu Wendong, Huan Ying, and Xiao Wu appeared.
A furious roar immediately came from below, "You actually brought this human to my Lion Ridge, are you trampling on this protector’s dignity?"
"Wait until my strength recovers, and we’ll have a fair fight."
Accompanied by Lion Candle’s roar, it walked out of the cave with weak steps.
Compared to over ten days ago when it was full of vigor and its aura was overwhelming, today it looked like a sickly person.
Lion Candle knew it was ill and infected with the terrible plague. At this point, facing Huan Ying, though angry, it also knew with its current strength, it was difficult to resist the opponent.
Huan Ying said, "Senior Lion Candle, I have come here with no malice, under the king’s orders to save the people of your Lion Ridge."
Lion Candle laughed bitterly, "Once infected with the plague, even a Great Ascension Period Powerhouse falls; how can you save my Lion Ridge with just the two of you?"