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But Qin Shaojie was just at the Spirit Sea Realm, so the myrtle could feel that his spirit power far exceeded the realm he was in now. It was rather strange, but it was a little relieved when it thought that the young man was a core disciple who was raised by the Hall of Medicine.

After all, the consciousness of an alchemist was stronger than that of an ordinary person's.

Seeing the heavy expression on Qin Shaojie's face, the myrtle still did not have much of an emotional fluctuation. He had experienced too many things. Not to mention Qin Shaojie, every single hall master in the Hall of Medicine Palace would personally take care of his own body so he was naturally aware of the severity of his injuries. As for Qin Shaojie, his instincts did not place too much hope on him. After all, what he truly set his eyes on was the matter of Qin Shaojie's few words that had revealed his feelings.

As for the result, the myrtle did not seem to care that much!

If it was any other race or magical beast, they would have already fallen from such an injury. The one that could last for such a long time was most likely the power of the Huang Beast's bloodline.

After a long while, Qin Shaojie retracted his consciousness and spoke as if he was mumbling to himself.

The myrtle's injuries were even more severe than he had imagined. This myrtle had a cold constitution, but every time a wound appeared on its body, it would cause a certain amount of heat energy to accumulate on its body. Most importantly, in order to protect the myrtle, the Nether Sect must have consumed a large amount of high energy pills.

It was likely that the alchemist was clear about the principle of using three parts of the poison. A certain quantity of elixirs would benefit the user more than the user. However, if one had too many elixirs, it would not be a good thing to consume them. Moreover, these pellets were in conflict with the myrtle's physique. If it was any other existence, the internal conflict caused by the clash of these pellets would have probably exploded their bodies to death.

The reason why myrtle could still live in this world, with an imposing manner, was because, in Qin Shaojie's opinion, the myrtle had a powerful bloodline.

This was also the reason why the more powerful a magical beast was, the stronger its bloodline would be. On the contrary, the stronger the magical beast's bloodline, the greater its strength would be.

Moreover, he had analyzed each and every one of these injuries, some of them even moving the bones, they were fatal wounds, but in the eyes of the magical beasts, many of them did not alarm his internal organs, and at that time, the fatal wounds were not even detected by the Nether Sect, they were treated as normal flesh wounds. Little did they know that the injuries on those spots were not only affecting an important part of the body, but most importantly, those injuries had even inadvertently destroyed the healing power of the myrtle's bloodline.

As time passed, the myrtle's ability to heal later injuries greatly decreased.

As a result, with the continuous accumulation of his injuries, and with his bloodline healing abilities reduced, he became more dependent on the treatment of the medicine.

Right now, the biggest problem with the myrtle was the poison that it had accumulated.

As his gaze swept across the swamp area and the profound ice within, Qin Shaojie also let out a low sigh. This swamp area and the power of the profound ice was indeed able to create a good environment for the myrtle to live in, and could even reduce the rate at which the injuries on its body spread.

But the Nether Sect might never have thought that this was the place where they looked so perfect that they had to pay such a huge price to get it out.

Everything in this swamp, Xuan Bing, and even the other pills had caused the Cold Star Poison in his body to spread further. If the poison in his body could not be suppressed, then the injuries on his body would never heal.

But perhaps this couldn't be blamed on Nether Sect.

Without knowledge of the dire beasts' attribute and bloodline's power, it was difficult for them to achieve a corresponding healing process. Even Qin Shaojie himself felt that the fact that the Nether Sect was able to extend the life of the myrtle until now was not a small miracle.

I am prepared to cut some wounds on Lord Vast Expanse's body to help you extract the poison from within.

Qin Shaojie cautiously said this to the myrtle.

After all, the treatment was not a small matter, even the myrtle would have to consider it.

Hahaha, since this body is already like this, you can do whatever you want with it.

When the myrtle's voice sounded again, Qin Shaojie was also surprised, but in the end, he sighed a breath of relief. No matter what, the attitude of the myrtle allowed him to act based on his own experience, and not be too restrained!