Standing under a sky-reaching tree, the blue-garbed Pei Qiqi looked as pure and quiet as a lotus as she said with an expressionless face, “Go on. Don’t mind me.” With these words, she sat down where she was, took out a medicinal pill, and swallowed it. Then, she closed her eyes to refine it and stimulate its efficacy.

Her cold and indifferent attitude made Dong Li feel slightly annoyed, and she couldn’t help but frown slightly.

Her eyes rolled around as she searched in her mind for other tricks. However, at this moment, Pei Qiqi’s slender eyebrows suddenly furrowed as a hint of pain appeared on her face.

Nie Tian’s expression flickered.

He remembered that Pei Qiqi’s internal injuries hadn’t fully healed yet. Her recent battles with Poison Sect disciples might have worsened those injuries.

SHEW!

He blurred into action and appeared behind Pei Qiqi in the next moment. Without a word, he sat down, gently pressed his hands on her back, and practiced Heavenly Wood Heal.

Tens of thousands of wisps of liquidized wood power flew out of his fast-spinning vortex of wood power and infused into Pei Qiq...