This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

The orange cat purred contentedly, a sound it only made when it was truly happy, as if it were asking for praise or a reward.

Wang Xiaoer stood frozen in place, his mind blank.

He looked down at the orange cat at his feet that had just "saved the world," then looked up at the three idiots in the distance, bleeding from all seven orifices and drooling.

An extreme sense of absurdity challenged his understanding.

Li Xuanqing leaned against the stone wall, his chest heaving violently. He looked at the harmless orange cat at Wang Xiaoer's feet, disbelief still lingering in his eyes.

He had lived for so many years and read all the books in the Longhu Mountain Sutra Pavilion, but he had never seen such a powerful orange cat.

Wang Xiaoer is still out of service.

He slowly squatted down, reached out, and carefully patted Fugui's head.

It feels warm to the touch, has smooth fur, and even snores.

it is true.

"Fugui, it really is you..."

Just as Wang Xiaoer opened his mouth, Fugui suddenly raised his head.

Its emerald green eyes gave Wang Xiaoer a deep look, its gaze more complex than a cat's, as if it were carrying a warning.

"Meow."

Fugui called out softly, as if saying goodbye.

The next second, its shape, like an ink droplet merging into water, retreated without warning, and its plump body instantly disappeared into the deep shadows of the cave.

It came suddenly and left mysteriously.

It was as if it had never existed.

Wang Xiaoer's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, with only a cold expanse of air before him.

Just then, a painful cough came from not far away.

"Cough cough... Holy crap..."

It's Zhang Chen.

He was awakened by the commotion and struggled to prop himself up on his elbows. When he opened his eyes, he saw the unbelievable mess in front of him.

First, there were those three inexplicably appearing, grinning idiots.

Then look at that ferocious and incomparably evil dragon, which is now obediently shrinking into a corner and pretending to be dead.

Wang Xiaoer stood there, looking completely dazed.

Zhang Chen stared blankly at the scene before him.

He opened his mouth, and with his last ounce of strength, squeezed out a question that came from the depths of his soul.

"What the hell is going on?!"

His mind was a jumbled mess, like a cat's claws scratching at it, but one thing was certain: the evil dragon seemed to have been subdued.

"this……"

He wanted to ask, but didn't know where to begin.

"Benefactor Wang, please come and help me up!"

Li Xuanqing's shouts brought Wang Xiaoer back from his daze.

He turned his head and saw that Li Xuanqing and Zhang Chen's faces were frighteningly pale, their lips were purple, and black blood was still seeping from their wounds. It was clear that their injuries were too severe to be suppressed.

"Master Daoist!"

In his anxiety, Wang Xiaoer forgot all about wealth and rushed over as fast as he could.

He tried to help the two up, but found that their bodies were as limp as mud and they couldn't stand up at all.

What should I do?

There's no medicine here, and their injuries are so severe; if this drags on any longer, their lives may be in danger!

Wang Xiaoer was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and pacing around in circles, completely at a loss.

Just as he was extremely anxious, he accidentally stepped into empty air.

"Holy crap!"

He felt something trip him up, and he staggered and almost fell.

Wang Xiaoer muttered a curse under his breath, but he froze halfway through his sentence.

Just then, on the hard, damp rocky ground where he had tripped, a small blade of grass was sprouting from the stone.

The plant was no bigger than the palm of my hand, and its shape resembled a lingzhi mushroom. However, it was radiant with light, and its nine leaves were like jade carvings, emitting a soft glow.

A unique, refreshing fragrance instantly filled the entire cave.

The fragrance entered my nostrils, as if a gentle hand had instantly soothed all the weariness and pain in my soul.

Wang Xiaoer's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He could swear to God that just a second ago, there was absolutely nothing here!

This grass... did it just grow out of thin air?

"This...this is..."

Upon smelling the strange fragrance, the heavily injured Li Xuanqing's previously unfocused gaze suddenly sharpened.

He stared intently at the immortal herb, his voice trembling, as if he were shouting with all his might.

"Nine-Leaf Resurrection Grass!"

"Legend has it... a miraculous medicine that can bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bone!"

An unbelievable, ecstatic look erupted in his eyes.

"How did it end up growing here?!"

Zhang Chen's eyes widened as well. Although he didn't recognize the herb, just smelling its fragrance made him feel that the intense pain in his body had lessened.

"Never mind that!"

Wang Xiaoer's mind was racing at that moment.

He didn't have time to think about how the magical herb came to be; he immediately and carefully picked it whole from the crack in the rock.

The herbal extract feels warm and smooth to the touch, like jade.

"Master, how do I use this?"

"Eat it directly! Half for each of us!" Li Xuanqing shouted urgently.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Xiaoer divided the immortal herb in half and hurriedly stuffed it into the mouths of Li Xuanqing and Zhang Chen respectively.

The herbs melt in your mouth.

Without any chewing, the nine leaves transformed into two incredibly pure warm currents, flowing down their throats and into their limbs and bones.

An astonishing scene unfolded.

The hideous wounds on their bodies were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The torn flesh grew back, and the deep wounds that exposed bone quickly grew new flesh and blood. Even the black blood that had been corroded by the evil dragon's evil energy was forced out of the body by a soft green light.

In just a few breaths.

The external injuries on both of them had healed completely, leaving not a single scar.

What surprised them even more was that their already exhausted physical strength was now being rapidly filled and replenished by the powerful medicinal power, just like a riverbed that had been parched for a long time receiving rain!

"Splash!"

Li Xuanqing and Zhang Chen leaped up from the ground almost simultaneously.

They moved their hands and feet, feeling the magical power within their bodies that had been lost and even more refined than before, their faces filled with relief and shock at surviving a calamity.

Although he is still a little weak, he is out of danger.

"roar……"

Just then, the evil dragon in the corner seemed to sense the recovery of the two people's aura and let out an uneasy growl.

This low growl instantly brought the three of them back to their senses.

The crisis is not over yet!

Li Xuanqing and Zhang Chen exchanged a glance and instantly reached a consensus.

"Let's do it!"

Without further hesitation, the two seized the opportunity and joined forces to cast a spell.

Zhang Chen flung out the few talismans he had left. The talismans transformed into golden specks in the air, landing precisely in several locations around the evil dragon.

Li Xuanqing then picked up the broken remains of the Dragon-Locking Pillar on the ground, muttered incantations, and used the remaining chains as a guide to connect the several points of light.

"The Three Realms Lock the Spirit, by imperial decree!"

With a low shout from the two, a temporary "Three Talents Locking Spirit Array" was instantly formed.

A golden light curtain rose from the ground, forming a triangular cage that temporarily trapped the evil dragon that dared not move in place.

After doing all this, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, from the wellhead above, came the anxious shouts of other Longhu Mountain disciples.

"Senior Brother Li! Senior Brother Zhang! Are you alright?"

"Please respond if you hear me!"

Li Xuanqing and Zhang Chen exchanged a glance, both seeing a complex emotion in each other's eyes.

They all turned their heads at the same time, their eyes falling on Wang Xiaoer.

That look in his eyes seemed to be harboring some bad thoughts.

Wang Xiaoer felt uneasy under their gazes and subconsciously took a step back.

"Why are you two looking at me like that?"