Hearing that Yang Chen finally revealed the fact that he was seriously injured, Ye Zhenxiong inside could no longer support it. He was holding on and pretending that he was fine. He used the Flying Sword attack to no avail, but he was injured. At this moment, his mood tightened and he spat out a mouthful of blood and he fainted.
Yang Chen hurriedly rushed in, first broke the restriction of Ye Zhenxiong, and then added another restriction himself, so as not to be found by the white bone old demon and Lady Fanghua, then he began to explore Ye Zhenxiong's injury.
This time, the white bone old demon and Lady Fanghua tried their best and planned for several years before they lured Ye Zhenxiong into the trap. Although Ye Zhenxiong found out that it was not good and escaped in time, he also suffered a very serious injury.
Yang Chen found out that it was not good and immediately found that it was not good. The injury on the injury, and if he delayed for a moment, Ye Zhenxiong's life would not be guaranteed. Yang Chen hurriedly made a thousand-year-old ginseng and turned it into ginseng liquid in the profound spirit furnace. He first poured it into the mouth of Ye Zhenxiong to hang on to his life.
Ye Zhenxiong woke up slowly, and a slightly bitter taste in his mouth made him quickly understand what happened. With Ye Zhenxiong's knowledge, of course, he knew that the taste in his mouth was the taste of the thousand-year-old ginseng, and his attitude towards Yang Chen also changed rapidly.
In the case of just fainting, if Yang Chen wanted to kill him, it was simply easy, and there was no need to use any tricks. From this point alone, Ye Zhenxiong could judge that Yang Chen was a friend rather than an enemy.
The ginseng liquid just hung on to his life, but it did not treat the injury. With such a serious injury, Ye Zhenxiong himself was very clear that Yang Chen appeared to save him, there must be conditions. In the Demon Sect, there had never been a case of two people giving each other such a huge gift even though they had never met before. One who is unaccountably solicitous must be hiding evil intentions. This logic was very applicable regardless of whether it was the Demon Sect or the Dao Sect.
Since Yang Chen wasn't showing goodwill for no reason, then he must have some sort of request. Ye Zhenxiong was straightforward. He endured the pain and asked, "What do you want to exchange your medicine for?"
"Nice!" Yang Chen praised. He was not pretentious and directly said, "In exchange for a favor and a disciple."
Ye Zhenxiong could understand that he owed a favor, but what did he mean by asking for a disciple? Ye Zhenxiong still didn't understand. He immediately asked doubtfully, "You want the life of one of my disciples?"
"What do I want your disciple's life for?" Yang Chen couldn't help but smile. "If you want to kill someone, isn't it better to kill his master than his disciple?" The implication was that Yang Chen could kill Ye Zhenxiong now. Why did he have to kill his disciple?
This made Ye Zhenxiong even more puzzled. He could only continue to ask, "What do you mean by this disciple?"
"I want to accept one of your sons as my disciple!" Yang Chen no longer hid and said it directly.
"My son?" Ye Zhenxiong couldn't help but laugh out loud. This laughter caused his injury, causing him to cough and spit out half a mouthful of blood. "I am alone, how can I have a son?"
"Not now, but not in the future." Yang Chen put on a mysterious posture and said very mysteriously, "One day when you have a son, I want your son with a seven-star mole on his foot to be my disciple. At that time, I will personally come and take him away. At the same time, you have to return the favor. "
"Who are you?" Ye Zhenxiong couldn't help but be curious about Yang Chen's strange request.
"Senior, you don't need to know who I am. You will know when the time comes." Yang Chen didn't plan to tell Ye Zhenxiong his true identity at this time. The Dao and the Demonic Path couldn't coexist. If Yang Chen wanted to accept a disciple from the Demonic Path, who knew if Ye Zhenxiong would object in the future?
"Deal!" Ye Zhenxiong was abnormally straightforward. He couldn't help but be straightforward. In a situation where his life was at stake, if someone gave him medicine, he would definitely owe them a favor. As for a son with a seven-star mole on his foot, it was hard to say if he would have a son in the future. Could the person in front of him predict what would happen in the future?
In the current situation, not to mention a son who might not exist in the future, even if he had a son now, he would agree. Moreover, Yang Chen didn't want to kill his son. He just wanted to accept him as a disciple. Why would he disagree?
"Great Heart Demon Oath!" Yang Chen didn't even raise his head and said directly. When dealing with people from the Demonic Path, credibility was unreliable. Only the Great Heart Demon Oath could make them feel fear. The Demonic Path cultivators were more afraid of the Heart Demon Oath than the Daoist Path cultivators.
"When I return the favor, I can't harm the interests of my Sect. I can't hurt my family." Although Ye Zhenxiong was a rogue, he couldn't help but consider when facing the Great Heart Demon Oath.
"When the time comes, I just want you to accompany me to a place and help me once." Faced with Ye Zhenxiong's worries, Yang Chen immediately gave a specific request.
Ye Zhenxiong didn't need to consider this request. It was a life-saving favor. It was definitely worth it to help him once. Without another word, he solemnly swore the Great Heart Demon Oath.
Just as Ye Zhenxiong finished his oath, Yang Chen threw a jade bottle to him. There were two Second Revolution Lingzhi Mushroom Jade Pills in the jade bottle, which had excellent healing effects.
Two Second Revolution Lingzhi Mushroom Jade Pills. One was enough to stabilize Ye Zhenxiong's current injuries, while the other two could make Ye Zhenxiong's injuries recover in the shortest time possible.
However, even so, he would need at least one to two years to fully recover. After all, this time, Ye Zhenxiong's injuries were too serious. Previously, he needed ten years to fully recover. Now, he only needed two years at most, which was already a great improvement.
Ye Zhenxiong picked one up without hesitation and put it into his mouth. As soon as the Lingzhi Mushroom Jade Pill entered his mouth, it turned into a warm current and flowed directly into Ye Zhenxiong's limbs and bones. It warmed the injured organs and slowly stabilized the injury.
Yang Chen waited until Ye Zhenxiong went through thirty-six cycles. After dozens of days, the injury was completely stabilized. Then he asked: "Senior Ye, this younger generation junior has one thing to ask, and I hope that the senior will tell me the truth."
"You say." How could Ye Zhenxiong refuse Yang Chen's question at this time, and let Yang Chen ask.
"Senior can find such a secret place to heal, I think you must be very familiar with the surrounding terrain." Yang Chen first flattered a sentence, and then began to ask: "I don't know if the senior knows, in the mining area, is there any place where the Seventh Metal Qi is extremely strong?"
Taishang Laojun only said that the Seventh Metal True Essence was in this place, but did not say the specific location. Yang Chen could only look around. And Ye Zhenxiong, the indigenous people of the demon sects, should naturally be more familiar with the terrain here than him. It was just right to ask.
"The Seventh Metal Qi is extremely strong?" After Ye Zhenxiong closed his eyes and thought for a moment, he said: "That is only in the bottom of the mine."
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