The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 957 Can Cure

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

Xue You's pretty face changed slightly, and she looked Pan Chengfeng up and down with her beautiful eyes, saying, "Are you toying with me? If you don't explain yourself clearly, I have plenty of ways to torture you!"

Pan Chengfeng hurriedly explained, "Fairy, you misunderstand. What I meant was that you were missing my thunder!"

"Thunder?" Xueyou asked in confusion, "You mean thunder can neutralize the cold poison in my body?"

"Your fairy is truly intelligent and quick-witted, you understand so well~ That's exactly what I meant."

Xueyou's magical power began to stir again, and she realized that this person had been toying with her from the very beginning.

Her murderous intent erupted without any concealment, and her pretty face turned ashen as she said, "You've toyed with me time and time again..."

"What makes you say that, fairy? There's no benefit for me in teasing you, so why would I deceive you again and again?"

Xue You coldly replied, "You want to say that you can use the power of Yang to resolve my cold poison? Do you know that even Yang fire will crumble upon contact with the cold poison in my body, let alone lightning!"

Pan Chengfeng waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Of course I know. I'm not talking about ordinary lightning, but purple lightning!"

"Purple Lightning?!"

"Yes, it's Purple Lightning, please look, Fairy~"

Pan Chengfeng dared not delay and hurriedly drew out a wisp of purple lightning from Lei Dan, which swirled between his fingers.

Xue You's beautiful eyes lit up, and she moved gracefully to stand in front of Pan Chengfeng. Then she extended her jade finger and touched the purple lightning that was swirling at Pan Chengfeng's fingertip.

In an instant, a surge of pure Yang energy, unlike anything Xue You had ever felt before, spread throughout her entire body.

Xue You's delicate body trembled slightly, and a look of joy appeared on her face as she exclaimed, "It really is Purple Lightning! You actually cultivated Purple Lightning?!"

Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "You flatter me, Fairy. I'm just a beginner, and I'm still far from being a true master of Purple Lightning."

That's what he said, but Pan Chengfeng's smug expression was completely undisguised; his mouth was practically crooked from smiling.

Xueyou looked Pan Chengfeng over again, her face showing doubt, and said, "You seem to be less than a hundred years old, how could you possibly cultivate Purple Lightning?"

As far as I know, there are only a handful of people in this world who have cultivated purple lightning, one of whom is the founding ancestor of your Thunder Control Sect.

The other is the Thunder Saint Lord, and both of them have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years.

Pan Chengfeng, the founder of the Yu Lei Sect, had heard Shangguan Yun mention him, but he had never heard of this Wan Lei Saint Lord.

Of course, none of this affects Pan Chengfeng's pretentiousness.

Pan Chengfeng controlled the purple lightning, which sometimes transformed into a small bird, sometimes into a small insect, and sometimes into a slender purple dragon.

Xueyou's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she exclaimed in amazement, "I never imagined your lightning control technique was so skillful..."

Pan Chengfeng said smugly, "These are all basic operations, nothing to be surprised about~ Fairy, do you believe what I said now?"

Xueyou calmed herself down and nodded slightly, saying, "If it's purple lightning, then it's worth a try. Tell me how to treat it."

Pan Chengfeng was delighted upon hearing this and pointed to Nangong Tiandao in the distance: "Let's try it somewhere else. We can't let anyone know about this. I'll go and give him a heads-up."

Xueyou nodded, and Pan Chengfeng flew to Nangong Tian's side. After a few words, the two of them actually came to Xueyou together.

Upon seeing Xue You, Nangong Tian's expression became somewhat unnatural. He asked, "Fairy, do you still remember what you promised before?"

Xueyou understood immediately and took out a jade box, tossing it to Nangong Tiandao: "Take it. I always keep my word."

Although Nangong Tian didn't help much, he paid a considerable price; his injury will likely delay his cultivation progress.

After receiving the jade box, Nangong Tian finally smiled and bowed, saying, "Thank you for the medicine, Fairy. Zijin Mansion will never forget the kindness of Jade Maiden Sect and Fairy."

Pan Chengfeng sighed inwardly. He had been busy for many years, but in the end, the Demon-Companion Grass still returned to Nangong Tian's hands.

However, this is for the best. It is believed that after the Purple Gold Mansion obtains the Demon-Companion Grass, it will not be in a hurry to start a war, and the war between the two continents should be delayed for several more decades.

Xueyou said expressionlessly, "My junior brother Pan and I have other things to do, so please make yourself at home."

Nangong Tianchao, Xueyou, and Pan Chengfeng cupped their hands in greeting, then flew away in their escape light.

Pan Chengfeng collected the corpse of the Emperor Soul Beast, cleaned up its cave, and then moved in with Xue You for the time being.

After the two people and the cat entered the cave, Pan Chengfeng took out a set of array flags and started playing with them.

In just half a day, Pan Chengfeng set up two small formations and three restrictions.

Xueyou looked at it and seemed somewhat dissatisfied. She then took out a set of array flags herself, which consisted of a total of 108 array flags.

The two worked all day to arrange all 108 battle flags.

"This is a near-level six defensive formation; even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot easily break through it."

Pan Chengfeng swallowed hard and said, "Refining a near-level six array into array flags, such a grand gesture? You still say the Jade Maiden Sect is poor?"

Xue You said calmly, "This was given to me by the Ancestor. Didn't He Chaoran give you any hidden treasures?"

Even if you lose the battle, you can't lose face. Pan Chengfeng replied naturally, "Of course there are some, but they are not battle flags."

Although He Chaoran did not give any battle flags, the item he gave was no worse than these battle flags, but it had already been used by Pan Chengfeng.

Xueyou asked casually and didn't pursue the matter further; all she cared about now was getting treatment.

The two sat down together at the stone table set up by Pan Chengfeng. Xueyou was already quite impatient and asked first, "What do you want to do, and how do you expect me to cooperate?"

Pan Chengfeng replied, "I wonder if it would be convenient for you, Fairy, to allow me to check your physical condition first?"

Xueyou's pretty face flushed slightly, but in order to get treatment, she still steeled herself and stretched out her arm, revealing her delicate white skin, saying, "You'd better be able to cure me, otherwise..."

Pan Chengfeng interrupted, "Fairy, that's asking too much. Whether I can cure it or not, I'll have to examine it first."

"And we had an agreement before, regardless of whether it can be cured or not, you can't make things difficult for me!"

Xueyou took a deep breath and said, "I know, you should look at it now!"

Pan Chengfeng chuckled inwardly, placing his fingers on Xue You's pulse and thinking, "Even if you're as proud as a phoenix, you still have to listen to me."

Pan Chengfeng closed his eyes and channeled a wisp of magic power from his fingertips into Xue You's meridians. Xue You's delicate body trembled slightly, and her pretty face and neck immediately turned red.

Although it was only a trace of magic power that was transferred in, the feeling was just like someone touching your body with their hand.

Ke Xueyou dared not resist, nor dared she refuse. How could a patient have the courage to refuse a doctor? Unless you don't value your life.

Fortunately, Pan Chengfeng did not do anything strange; he was genuinely checking on Xue You's condition.

As time passed, Pan Chengfeng's brows furrowed unconsciously.

After an incense stick had burned, Pan Chengfeng withdrew his finger, his face grave. "It's more serious than I thought. The reason you've been able to endure for so many years is because the true essence in your dantian has been helping you resist the cold poison. Otherwise..."

Xueyou nodded and said, "Every ten years, the Ancestor must infuse me with a stream of true essence to help me resist the cold poison; otherwise, I would have perished more than two hundred years ago..."

Sacred Flame Island, Emperor Yan's Study.

The Evil Emperor looked at the light screen and asked, "Is this kid going to help that girl cure her illness?"

Emperor Yan also looked doubtful and said, "It seems that's right, but it's a pity that I can't hear what they're saying."

The Evil Emperor muttered, "Impossible. Xue You couldn't have been swayed by that kid's sweet talk..."

"No, Xueyou is clever and quick-witted; she wouldn't fall for this kid's trick. Does that mean this kid really has a way to cure her?"

Emperor Yan said calmly, "Let's continue watching. Even if this boy can't be cured, I will find a way to extend that girl's life by another hundred years, but after a hundred years..."

The Evil Emperor also lamented, "What a promising talent! We should let this girl have a child within the next hundred years, otherwise it would be a real pity if the inheritance of this special trait were to be cut off."

Emperor Yan said calmly, "We old folks have been researching this for many years, and apart from golden lightning and purple lightning, there is no other power that can neutralize this cold poison."

The Evil Emperor sighed, "It's a pity she won't live to see me advance, otherwise I could have collected some golden lightning to help her."

Emperor Yan scoffed, "Purple lightning and golden lightning are the most yang and yang substances in the world. What are you going to use to collect them?"

The Evil Emperor was taken aback, then realized that golden lightning and purple lightning could not be collected, otherwise they wouldn't have been unable to find them for so many years.

The two emperors were discussing Xueyou's condition, so they must both be quite clear about it.

After examining Xue You's physical condition, Pan Chengfeng also showed a troubled expression.

Xueyou waited for a long time, but seeing that Pan Chengfeng remained silent, she was extremely nervous.

Seeing that he remained silent, Xueyou finally couldn't help but ask, "Can it be cured or not? Just tell me!"

Pan Chengfeng had been waiting for this very sentence, and he chuckled to himself, "If you want to be cured, then you have no choice but to listen to me!"

Pan Chengfeng coughed and said, "Whether it can be cured or not, I also..."

Upon hearing this, Xue You's eyes, which had still held a glimmer of hope, instantly dimmed. She said self-deprecatingly, "Indeed, I was too naive. Even a Mahayana cultivator isn't certain about this, so how could I dare to expect anything from a Nascent Soul cultivator like you..."

"Wait, fairy, have you misunderstood something?" Pan Chengfeng hurriedly explained, "What I mean is that I can cure it, but I can't guarantee whether it will be cured."

Xueyou was taken aback by his words and asked, "Can it be cured? But can it be completely cured? What do you mean?"

Pan Chengfeng continued to explain, "What I mean is that I can control the fairy's illness for now, but it will take a long time to cure it completely."

A glimmer of hope rekindled in Xue You's beautiful eyes, and she hurriedly asked, "You mean you can control the cold poison first, but it will take a long time to completely cure it?"

Pan Chengfeng nodded and said, "It's mainly because I'm not skilled enough, otherwise I could have cured him in two or three treatments."

"Swear! You didn't lie to me?!"

For the first time ever, Xueyou, this ancient iceberg, revealed a sound of surprise.

Pan Chengfeng was startled and quickly stood up, saying, "Fairy, don't be agitated. I swear I'm not lying to you!"

Seeing Pan Chengfeng's expression, Xueyou realized she had lost her composure. She quickly suppressed her excitement, readjusted her expression, and said calmly, "Since you can cure him, why did you make that face! You made me..."

Xueyou didn't finish her sentence, but Pan Chengfeng knew what she wanted to say and replied with a smile, "I was just afraid that if I didn't explain myself clearly, the fairy would scold me again~"

Xueyou said calmly, "Alright, since it can be cured, let's begin."

Pan Chengfeng quickly said, "It can be cured, but the method of treatment..."

Hearing that Pan Chengfeng only said half of what he wanted to say, Xue Youwei said angrily, "Speak! Stop stammering, are you up to something again?!"

Pan Chengfeng hurriedly explained, "How could I dare to have any wicked intentions? It's just that..."

"Hey~ If I tell you, you mustn't be angry with me, fairy, otherwise I won't dare to heal you."