Online game: Only I can see the hidden information

In the ward.

Feng Dong and his nephew, the God of War, chatted happily, discussing many things about the Abyss Plane.

Ye Bai mostly acted as an observer, listening to their idle chatter.

It's clear that Xu Qingfeng and Feng Dong have a good relationship; he generally doesn't hide anything from Feng Dong that he can talk about.

Besides introducing Ye Bai to Xu Qingfeng, Feng Dong had another purpose for this meeting—to inquire about the Demon God Feng Qi!

As the deputy commander of the Nightmare Legion, Xu Qingfeng would not leave the front line even with minor injuries and would never easily leave the Abyss Plane.

The reason I was able to be sent back to Earth to heal was because of the Demon God Feng Qi!

Feng Qigang had just appeared in the world when he was bumped into by Xu Qingfeng.

Caught completely off guard, Xu Qingfeng suffered a great loss and almost lost his life!

It is precisely because the Demon God Wind Spirit is too effective against wind-type classes that

The supreme expert Wuhen simply sent all the wind-elemental experts back.

If it were someone else, making a mountain out of a molehill like this would definitely draw all sorts of criticism.

Ke Wuhen's domineering and unexplained actions always give people a sense of entitlement.

Yes, that's very seamless.

Feng Dong himself is also involved in the wind-related field, so he is naturally very concerned about the prospects of his career.

"You mean the Demon God Feng Qi?"

A strange smile appeared on Xu Qingfeng's face as he said meaningfully,

"Let's just pray that we're not on the same battlefield as Him."

Feng Dong protested, "Nephew, we can't let the demon god's morale rise while diminishing our own!"

Ye Bai looked at Xu Qingfeng, and various thoughts came to mind.

Xu Qingfeng, LV979, Title (Assassination Wind)...

[Wind Theme, Space Theme]

[SS-tier talent (Endless): When fighting a single target, damage dealt increases by 10% for every 10 seconds of combat...]

Drop drop-

Ye Bai felt that he had detected a cheat code.

"SS-rank talent is that strong? Eye of Insight, you'd better get ready!"

[Ninety-nine ways to kill Xu Qingfeng: ① Reveal your identity and have Ying Jiu kill you to silence you ②....]

Listen to this! Is this even human language?!

Ye Bai couldn't bear to look.

"Alright, it's getting late. The Eternal Tower will be opening soon, cough cough..."

As he spoke, Xu Qingfeng began to cough violently, coughing up blood, which stained his hospital gown with crimson.

Even so, the first thing he did before coughing was to lift the [Wind Without Distance] skill book in his hand to avoid getting it dirty with blood.

"Holy crap, where's the doctor?!"

Feng Dong hadn't expected his nephew's injuries to be so severe.

Before he could go out to call for help, a doctor rushed into the ward to help stabilize Xu Qingfeng's condition.

"Gentlemen, please leave first. Deputy Commander Xu's injuries are showing signs of recurrence..."

Accompanied by a priest, the two walked outside.

As he was about to leave, Ye Bai glanced back at Xu Qingfeng, and the group...

[Perfect Treatment: Take 16 drops of the Demon God Feng Qi's blood, mix it with bone ash, and apply it evenly to the wound...]

After getting the information he wanted, Ye Bai turned and left.

"This is a bit tricky, this treatment method..."

Ye Bai felt a headache coming on. Feng Qi was a demon god after all, and this was done with ashes and blood. They weren't giving him any face at all!

You should at least show some respect to demons!

Judging from this, the only way to heal Xu Qingfeng's injuries is through his second brother.

The two returned the way they came. Feng Dong escorted Ye Bai back to his dormitory and then left as well.

When alone, Ye Bai coughed lightly.

"Ninth Master?"

"put."

"If that's your attitude, Ninth Master, then I don't think we need to talk anymore. After all, healing a ninth-tier War God isn't a big deal..."

Ye Bai, without pausing, naturally changed the subject halfway through his sentence.

"But I'm soft-hearted and can't bear to see someone seriously injured and not fully healed. Xu Qingfeng's treatment requires..."

After explaining the treatment method, Ye Bai gave a warm smile.

"Ninth Master, can you put the knife down? Why are you holding that thing up all the time? Aren't you tired?"

A pitch-black knife was suddenly placed against Ye Bai's neck.

"You're smart to back down, kid."

"Look at what you're saying! You're treating me like an outsider!"

Only at this moment did Ye Bai understand.

What did it really mean that Lianliankan was cleaved in two by a single blow?

Ninth Master's knife is terrifying!

Just by gently placing it on Ye Bai's neck, he felt an endless sense of oppression, far exceeding the time when he faced the projection of the demon god directly!

"I've noted down the treatment methods; someone will verify the credit with you."

Ninth Master seemed unusually irritable today.

"Kid, something big is going to happen in two days, you know that, right?"

"Hmm, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Live on."

Ying Jiu's voice was hoarse, with a slight tremor audible.

"At that time, I will not be able to be by your side, as I have my own things to do."

No war god will bother you, but you'll definitely encounter a war king!

All you have to do is one thing: survive, survive by any means necessary.

Ying Jiu's words were unusually serious, and Ye Bai knew it wasn't a joke, so he nodded gently.

"understood."

"Also, don't be alone with Xiaoyao when I'm not around."

"it is good."

This wasn't the first time Ying Jiu had warned Ye Bai.

He seemed to be on guard against something. As Xiaoyao's master, he must have his reasons for saying that.

Although Ye Bai didn't understand the situation, he simply did as instructed.

"However, Ninth Master, you draw your sword so easily..."

"In preparation for the great battle two days from now, I've used a secret technique... My combat power will increase significantly, and I'll also become more bloodthirsty..."

As he spoke, Ying Jiu's voice gradually faded away.

Ye Bai's eyelids twitched, and he felt a chill run through his body.

Is Ninth Master some kind of assassin unleashing his full power to mow down enemies?!

Even more bloodthirsty...

Would Ninth Master get emotional and stab Ye Bai a couple of times for no reason?

Try it and you'll die!

Ye Bai was very confident in his abilities.

If he dares to cut, Ye Bai will dare to die in front of him!

tick-tock-

Time passed second by second, and Ye Bai waited for 12 o'clock to arrive so that the Eternal Tower could be activated.

...

Eternal Forest.

Xue Meng, who was resting, was disturbed by a phone call.

"Who...Uncle Nine? Have you eaten?"

Xue Meng spoke with exceptional respect over the phone, nodding repeatedly.

A hoarse, aged voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I found a secret recipe in an ancient book that can cure Xu Qingfeng's injuries. Please write it down..."

"Okay, I'll do as you say right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Xue Meng hurried off to the Abyss Plane, counting on his fingers along the way.

"This trip should earn me a good amount of travel expenses, enough to pay off some of my debts..."

A dignified ninth-tier War God, the number one lone wolf on the Star Ranking, is actually struggling to make a living. I wonder who he offended.

Not long after,

Xue Meng returned from the Abyss Plane, carrying with him a secret recipe for healing.

He kicked open the door to Xu Qingfeng's emergency room and shoved the attending pastor aside.

"Let me see where you're hurt!"

"A wound that's only two or three centimeters long, and it hasn't healed yet?"

As he spoke, Xue Meng poured a bottle of medicine down his throat. Xu Qingfeng's teeth chattered in pain, and he writhed on the bed like a maggot.

He let out a roar from deep in his throat.

"What the hell did you throw?"

"Medicine."

Xue Meng glanced down at the small bottle and saw that the label read: "[Chili Oil - For Torture (War King Rank)]".

You used it wrong!

"Cough cough, your serious illness requires strong medicine. What I just did was for disinfection."

As he spoke, Xue Meng took out another bottle of medicine.

This time I was more careful and only applied it to the other person after confirming that it was correct.

"hiss--"

The wound that had been slow to heal was actually starting to close!

The medicine cured the disease instantly!

The priests standing nearby were all incredibly surprised; Xu Qingfeng had been injured by a demon god, and the situation was extremely difficult to handle.

He was actually cured by a small bottle of medicine?

Before he could express his gratitude, Xu Qingfeng caught a glimpse of the medicine bottle in Xue Meng's hand out of the corner of his eye.

Chili oil....

Looking down at the red oil on the wound, and smelling a fragrance...

On that day, everyone at the summer camp heard a roar.

"Xue Meng!"

"I'll let you run three million miles first!"