Nine-grade pills, these were nine-grade pills.
Just like that, by rolling and rolling, it was done!
Wang Wenjian felt that everything he saw was dreamlike, incredibly unreal.
Even the Sage of Medicine would need the best alchemy furnace and spend forty-nine days to potentially refine a nine-grade pill.
Moreover, the success rate was extremely low.
Yet, the person before him had produced one in such a short time, which was truly astonishing!
"Eat this for now. If your injuries haven't healed, I'll get some herbs and roll a few better ones for you."
Ji Mo handed the nine-grade pill to Wang Wenjian.
He could roll even better ones?
Better than nine-grade pills, wouldn't that be a divine medicine?
What was the background of this person before him? Was he a medicine immortal?
"Thank you, Medicine Immortal Senior, for the赐药."
Wang Wenjian, filled with gratitude, knelt down and kowtowed to Ji Mo three times.
Ji Mo helped Wang Wenjian up and said, "My name is Ji Mo. I'm not any medicine immortal, at most a barefoot doctor. You can call me Doctor Ji or Mr. Ji."
Honestly, it was just a pill, why the need to kneel and thank him?
But he had to admit, this young man was quite good, knowing how to be grateful.
A barefoot doctor?
Senior, are you that humble and low-key? Such profound hidden depth truly inspires respect and makes one prostrate themselves.
Wang Wenjian looked at Ji Mo with solemn respect, then stated his own origins.
He was a student of Langya Academy. This time, he came to the Tongtian Mountain Range with his classmates for training. Unexpectedly, they encountered several demon kings and almost lost their lives.
"Your classmates just left you behind like that and ran?"
Ji Mo felt indignant for Wang Wenjian.
After encountering the demon kings, Wang Wenjian volunteered to lure them away, while his classmates, without any regard, fled for their own lives.
These people were so selfish, it was truly too much.
"I volunteered. As long as Senior Sister Zhu Yan is safe, that's all that matters."
Wang Wenjian said in a deep voice, not blaming those people.
Alas, another pitiful and humble simp.
Ji Mo looked at Wang Wenjian with sympathy. If his senior sister truly cared about him, how could she bear to let him sacrifice himself to lure away the demon kings?
It was highly possible that the senior sister had calculated Wang Wenjian's fate to save herself.
Ji Mo really wanted to tell Wang Wenjian that simps, simps, in the end, they are destined to have nothing.
But he ultimately didn't pry, only urging Wang Wenjian to take the medicine quickly.
After Wang Wenjian took the pill, his entire body was immediately enveloped by a dense vitality. The wounds on his body healed rapidly, and the ruptured dantian was also slowly repaired.
This time, Wang Wenjian had turned misfortune into a blessing. Not only did his injuries heal, but he also became stronger due to the nourishment of the nine-grade pill, which would greatly benefit his future cultivation.
Feeling his dantian restored to its original state, Wang Wenjian's eyes welled up with tears, unsure how to thank Ji Mo.
"Mr. Ji, for saving my life, I, Wang Wenjian, have no way to repay you. In the future, whether it's climbing a mountain of knives or descending into a sea of fire, just one word from you, sir, and I will die without regret."
Wang Wenjian knelt down again and kowtowed to Ji Mo.
Then, he asked to take his leave, his heart worried about the safety of his Senior Sister Zhu Yan, unable to rest assured, and wanting to check on her.
"Simps never have a good ending."
Watching Wang Wenjian leave, Ji Mo sighed inwardly.
But people in love are the most blind; they won't give up until they hit the Yellow River.
"Who's hiding in there, come out!"
Just then, a rustling sound from the bushes on the left caught Ji Mo's attention.
Flap!
A large bird with a long beak rushed out of the bushes in a hurry, flapping its wings towards the sky. However, in its panic, it crashed into a large tree.
Its entire body glowed with a strong green light, directly snapping the tree trunk in half, and it fled in a disheveled manner.
A streak of dark light flashed, and Ji Mo flung the firewood axe at his waist with all his might, accurately hitting the bird.
Blood splattered in the air, and half of the bird's wing was severed and fell to the ground.
The bird let out a mournful cry, flapped its remaining wing hard, stubbornly preventing itself from falling, and disappeared into the distance.
"Amazing, it can still fly. I'll call you a resilient bird."
Gazing at the injured but determined bird, Ji Mo also felt a sense of awe, then excitedly picked up the fallen bird's wing from the ground, a smile appearing on his face.
Finally, some wild game to eat.
He skillfully cleaned it, plucked its feathers, skinned it, sprinkled it with seasonings, and immediately started a fire to roast it.
From afar, many powerful demonic beasts saw this scene and were so terrified that their hair stood on end. At the same time, they felt extremely fortunate.
Fortunately, they ran fast, otherwise, they would have been the ones roasted and eaten.
Soon, the wing was roasted to a golden, oily sheen, and a rich aroma wafted in all directions, making one's mouth water.
Ji Mo ate heartily, consuming the entire ten-plus jin wing.
"Too brutal, truly too brutal. Fortunately, I escaped from this guy smoothly. Otherwise, I would have definitely been boiled into a tonic."
The Ginseng King, hiding under a pile of dead branches and leaves, happened to see this scene.
It felt lingering fear and was constantly uneasy, always paying attention to Ji Mo's movements. If he approached, it would have to bolt.
Ji Mo let out a satisfied burp, then took out his water skin to drink.
"This is the smell of spirit liquid, and it's a very high-grade spirit liquid."
The Ginseng King caught a wisp of clear fragrance emanating from the air and stared intently at Ji Mo's water skin, unable to help but smack its lips.
It really couldn't imagine that someone would drink such precious spirit liquid as water. It was too extravagant.
Seeing the drops of water flowing from Ji Mo's mouth, the Ginseng King almost couldn't resist rushing forward to lick it.
Then, it became so angry it stomped its feet, wishing it could rush forward and stop Ji Mo.
Because Ji Mo was actually using spirit liquid to wash his hands!
It was too much. Such a waste of heaven's bounty, wasn't he afraid of being struck by lightning?
The Ginseng King's heart ached.
After Ji Mo had eaten and drunk his fill, he stretched and continued to move deeper into the mountain range.
The Ginseng King immediately rushed out and rooted itself in the spot where Ji Mo had washed his hands, frantically absorbing the spirit liquid from the soil.
It let out a sound of satisfaction, its entire body emitting a radiant glow, its leaves and branches unfurling, its entire form becoming more human-like.
"To think that I, the dignified Ginseng King, would have to drink a human's hand-washing water."
Although the Ginseng King benefited greatly, it also felt extremely base. How could it be so unrefined, drinking even hand-washing water with relish?
Fortunately, no outsiders saw it, otherwise, it might have become the laughingstock of the entire Tongtian Mountain Range.
The Ginseng King gazed in the direction Ji Mo had left, pondering if this human was heading towards that tea tree.
"Anyone who has designs on that tea tree ultimately meets a grim end. I hope this human has self-awareness and doesn't go to his death in vain."
Driven by curiosity, the Ginseng King couldn't resist and secretly followed.
On a distant mountain peak, dark clouds covered the sky.
Lightning snakes danced wildly, thunder roared, and countless arcs of electricity flowed in the air. Bolts of lightning continuously struck downwards.
The entire mountain peak was instantly cleansed by countless bolts of lightning.
Amidst the dazzling lightning, a sturdy ancient tree struggled hard, but was ultimately submerged by the lightning that filled the sky.
Rumble...
Accompanied by the sound of thunder, a heavy rain began to fall from the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened.
Ji Mo was drenched like a drowned rat. He was utterly bewildered. He had checked the weather before leaving, and there shouldn't have been any rain in the next few days.
Something unusual must be afoot!
Ji Mo felt a bit uneasy and looked around for shelter from the rain.
And in the darkness, a ball of orange-red light caught his attention.