One bottle, two bottles, three bottles…
After chugging seven or eight bottles in one go, Liang Rujing immediately ran away.
Ye Fan and his two senior sisters also retreated a considerable distance.
The Boss’s body was now like an overinflated balloon, looking like it would explode at any moment.
Zi Bing felt it wasn't safe enough and condensed an ice-element shield, placing it in front of everyone.
If it really exploded later, wouldn't all the filth get on them?
That wouldn't do!
How would this immortal maiden be able to face people in the future?!
Actually, Zi Bing didn't want to use such a troublesome method, but she had no choice.
The opponent could hide their cultivation, so they were probably at least beyond the Nascent Soul stage.
Even if the opponent was previously in a heavily injured state, the three chicks on their side couldn't break through their defenses.
Junior Brother Ye Fan might be able to, but since he didn't make a move, he must have his reasons…
The Boss's body swelled more and more, appearing as if it was about to explode.
The next moment, its ball-like body deflated as if losing air, rapidly shrinking back.
Until it transformed into a pile of soft, unidentifiable goo…
Two large and one small women stared with wide, curious eyes.
Was it dead or not?
"Gurgle…"
Several bubbles rose from the pile of unidentifiable goo, and it began to twist.
Wriggling.
Wriggling.
Wriggling.
…
Finally, it wriggled into a giant white frog.
Well…
It could only be said that it looked somewhat like a frog…
"Croak—!"
"Croak—!"
The creature, resembling a frog, croaked twice at Ye Fan and the others.
"Huh? It really turned into a frog?" Liang Rujing exclaimed in surprise.
She was utterly stunned!
What kind of bizarre effect was this?
Could pills achieve this level?
"What are you looking at?" the frog spoke humanely, disdainfully at everyone: "Don't be so surprised, haven't you seen a frog before?"
After saying that, it even hopped a few times.
"I am a happy little frog, croak—!"
After hopping a few circles, the frog tilted its head and went still.
Seemingly lost in thought.
With a twist of its body, the frog once again transformed into a pile of unidentifiable goo.
Wriggling.
Wriggling.
Wriggling.
…
Finally, it formed a…
Roast chicken!
"Cluck cluck cluck!" The fragrant roast chicken stubbornly stretched its neck and let out a cry at Ye Fan and the others.
With a shake of its body, chicken feathers began to emerge, struggling to grow.
Just as it was about to take shape, it failed…
The half-formed chicken reverted to its amorphous state.
…
After that, this thing continued to torment them non-stop.
"Flap flap flap, the butterflies are flying!"
"Woof woof woof! Give me back my bones!"
"Oh ho ho, I am a happy little maggot, oh ho ho…"
…
Half an hour later.
"Mama!"
That thing, whatever it was, simply dissipated before Ye Fan and the others…
Countless light spots, visible only to Ye Fan, merged into his chest.
Ye Fan had no thoughts and no desire to say anything.
He was now like a helpless maiden tied to a bed, and the dog system was the lecherous thief with a grinning face.
Completely powerless to resist.
Unable to do anything.
Let it be as it may.
He was done.
He was numb.
…
"Clack." A dark, black object fell to the ground.
In the past, Ye Fan thought Elder Brother’s pills were a bit bizarre but at least wouldn't kill people.
Now his worldview had been shattered.
This thing could actually kill people!
Although this thing seemed to have been a demonic beast before, that wasn't important.
Ye Fan realized that it was a miracle the disciples of Purple Cloud Sect had survived this long!
No, no.
It couldn't be called a miracle anymore.
It should be called a divine miracle!
This had clearly surpassed the scope of humanity!
Ye Fan even speculated that perhaps Elder Brother was the reincarnation of a Pill King or Pill God!
While Ye Fan was idly musing, faint glowing dots rose from the ground and entered his chest.
His two senior sisters and Liang Rujing walked over and picked up the dark object.
"Ye Fan, congratulations." Second Senior Sister Zi Qing, holding a token, approached Ye Fan: "First place is yours."
"I didn't enter as a disciple in the grand competition." Ye Fan pointed at the scoring jade token on Zi Qing's chest: "You keep it, we are all from Purple Cloud Sect anyway."
As if!
Could he take this thing?
What was the difference between this and strapping a bomb to himself?
"Alright then." Zi Qing mumbled and pressed the black token against the scoring token on her chest.
The black token disappeared upon contact.
The number on the scoring token surged significantly.
Then Zi Qing removed the token and handed it to Zi Bing.
Zi Bing did the same, absorbing the numbers from Zi Qing's scoring token.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Two teleportation talismans flew out from their respective rings and merged into one in the air.
A beam of light shot out from the center talisman, enveloping the four of them.
As the light beam disappeared, the four were teleported away.
The fifth level of the labyrinth.
A disciple at the Nascent Soul stage stood in front of a large door, his face filled with excitement.
Behind the door was the final guardian demonic beast. As long as he defeated it, he would win first place in the grand competition!
Taking a deep breath, he reached out and pushed the door open.
Behind the door was a luxurious palace spanning a hundred feet, with a single, massive throne standing alone at the end of the hall.
However, the throne was currently empty…
The cultivator blinked in confusion.
Where was the guardian demonic beast?
He remembered seniors who had participated in the grand competition before mentioning that this level had no tricks, just using certain things in the hall to defeat the demonic beast.
He had fought his way here, losing half his life, only to see nothing?
Could there be an illusion array in this hall?
Was he trapped the moment he entered?
As he was lost in thought, an ancient voice reached his ears.
"The final guardian demonic beast has been slain. The secret realm will close in two days."
Been… been slain by someone?
The disciple froze on the spot…
Inside the imperial palace hall.
"Imperial Father?" Liang Rujing exclaimed in surprise as soon as she was teleported out.
Liang Dekui glared at her fiercely, then smiled kindly at Ye Fan's two senior sisters.
"Congratulations on winning first place in the grand competition."
"Greetings, Your Majesty." The two senior sisters cupped their fists and thanked him politely.
After a brief exchange, Ye Fan left with his two senior sisters.
"What nonsense!" Liang Dekui glared at Liang Rujing again, but his raised right hand never fell.
"Imperial Father, I'm going back first!" Seeing that things were not going well, Liang Rujing immediately slipped away.
"Alas…"
After Liang Rujing left, Liang Dekui sighed helplessly.
That matter weighed on his heart like a mountain.
If it couldn't be resolved, he feared all would be lost…