The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 173 - 158 A Deal_1

Chapter 173: Chapter 158 A Deal_1

"Why did you suddenly leave without telling me? Did you see someone, or were you attracted by something that made you hastily step out of the first peak?"

Pang Jian felt irritable and dejected.

He had grown accustomed to Luo Hongyan’s presence, who took care of everything for him, even the Spirit Stones and the numerous materials traded at the Ghost Altar with Dong Tianze were handled by Luo Hongyan.

Spells, Spirit Stones, Calming Pills, all the necessities for cultivation, recently he hadn’t had to worry about any of them.

Only when Luo Hongyan disappeared did he realize that, inadvertently, he had developed a sense of dependency on her.

"Please be safe, if you are unfortunate enough to come to harm, then I..."

A fierce light briefly flashed in Pang Jian’s eyes.

He suddenly realized that Luo Hongyan, who had been accompanying him since the Solitude Mountain Range, had secured a place in his heart.

The thought of Luo Hongyan possibly being in danger gave rise to a strong, violent emotion within him.

To him, the two Hall Masters of the Dark Ghosts, and the pair of sisters, were just companions met by chance.

The death of those people would only make him feel frustrated and stifled, not cause him unbearable pain.

However, just the thought of Luo Hongyan encountering danger filled him with a sense of pain.

After a long while.

Pang Jian, preparing for the worst, took out the bronze token again and tried to establish a connection with the Sapling in Cloud Marsh, silently reciting in his mind.

"Whoosh!"

As the Ice Crystals covered the bronze token, bright waves of light emerged, like a time-space tunnel.

Gazing at the mysteriously bright light waves, Pang Jian, holding the bronze token, felt that upon entering, he should be able to reach Cloud Marsh in the Lower Realm instantly, together with the bronze token.

"As long as I don’t leave the first peak, I am safe. No matter what happens on the way, I can make use of this object to disappear into thin air!"

Pang Jian made up his mind.

With a thought, the bright waves disappeared, and he hung the bronze token around his neck again.

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

The Astonishing Spear, the Copper Box, pieces of Spirit Jade, Spirit Stones, various low and mid-level Spirit Spells and Secret Skills, as well as bottles and vials filled with poison and Healing Pills, were all taken out from his storage ring in one go.

He carefully checked and found he had dozens of pieces of Spirit Jade, nearly three thousand Spirit Stones, but the rest of the assorted items were not of much value.

Looking at the cultivation resources he was left with after Luo Hongyan’s departure, Pang Jian frowned in contemplation.

He decided to find a way to participate in the meeting hosted by Cao.

After Luo Hongyan’s disappearance, he planned to show up in her stead to see whether Jiuyuan of Blood Moon, the Individual Cultivator Lei Kun, or some other people would make an issue of Luo Hongyan’s disappearance.

He wanted to search for clues.

These Great Cultivators in the Spirit Condensation Realm, he was naturally incapable of contending with them; he just wanted to identify a target.

Once he identified the target and understood what had happened, the worst scenario would be using the bronze token to instantly return to Cloud Marsh or to the Mysterious Turtle in the Fourth Realm.

This way, he could prevent the enemy from killing him somewhere outside the first peak or in the outer regions of Yuanmang.

As long as he could leave Yuanmang alive, he intended to live incognito and plan for the long term until his cultivation level was sufficient to seek revenge.

After sorting out his thoughts, he went to find Gao Yuan again to explain that he wanted to obtain a token to participate in Cao’s meeting.

"I didn’t register, I don’t have a token."

Gao Yuan shook his head ruefully, saying, "There are only three days left before the meeting starts, and the registration deadline has also passed. Now, the only option is to ask someone else for a token if you want to participate..."

After pondering for a moment, Gao Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "I’ll think of a way!"

He immediately went down to the lower floors.

That very night.

Gao Yuan knocked on Pang Jian’s cave dwelling, bringing Han Ting with him, bowing and scraping as he spoke, "This young brother is from the Upper Realm, his sister is missing, and he has offended Blood Moon’s people on Ice Rock Island. Han Ting, even if you don’t do it for my sake, consider your own future, think of it as making a friend..."

This time Gao Yuan was much more humble, not daring to make any unseemly jokes.

Pang Jian was stunned; he hadn’t expected Gao Yuan to bring Han Ting.

"Brother, I had no choice. My friends who are Individual Cultivators are quite... humbly situated. They could afford the five hundred Spirit Stones to register, but they didn’t have ten thousand Spirit Stones to give to Cao’s subordinates."

"After much thought, Han Ting was the only one I knew who had enough at hand, she truly has a token for participation."

Gao Yuan explained with a wry smile.

Under Pang Jian’s "Upper Realm" identity, Han Ting, who had come reluctantly, reevaluated Pang Jian, looking at his storage ring, his tall and refined body, and his sharp-featured face.

"Not exactly handsome, but certainly has a certain charm."

Han Ting secretly rated him, saying, "I suffered a serious injury, intended to use the token to attend the meeting, hoping to find some Healing Elixir. Kid, I don’t care where you are from, or what’s up with you and your sister, I just want to know since you want my token, what can you give me in return?"

Under Han Ting’s scrutinizing gaze, Pang Jian silently pondered: "Injured seriously, wants to buy a Healing Elixir..."

After a moment.

Pang Jian suddenly said, "Gao Yuan, go outside, close the stone door for me, I want to talk to her alone."

"Uh, okay, sure."

Gao Yuan moved back.

Before closing the stone door, he cast a strange look at Han Ting’s extremely provocative figure.

"Truly round and perky, irresistibly enticing, I wonder how the young brother plans to persuade her..."

Gao Yuan muttered to himself.

"Cut to the chase!"

Han Ting was not shy about making herself at home, casually sitting down on a wooden chair. Her full, round hips instantly occupied every inch of the chair’s surface, making it seem somewhat small.

"May I take a look at your injury?"

Pang Jian inquired.

"My injury?"

Han Ting tugged at the corner of her mouth, laughing disdainfully, "Don’t tell me you also know how to heal? Kid, let me be honest with you, my injury involves... poison. If it were so easy to deal with, I wouldn’t be holed up in the First Peak and not going out."

"Let me give it a try."

As he spoke, Pang Jian moved behind Han Ting.

Before Han Ting could say anything, Pang Jian’s finger was already resting on her shoulder, sending a wisp of Life Vitality into her quietly.

Seeing Han Ting’s body stiffen and she was about to sit up, Pang Jian quickly said, "Don’t rush, just feel it for a moment."

Han Ting immediately steadied herself.

The next moment, her eyes revealed surprise as she sensed a strand of power filled with a wondrous life force seeping into her body.

This power, with the scent of plants, seemed capable of stimulating the self-healing potential within her body, noticeably invigorating the vitality of her muscles and fibers.

"No, not there," Han Ting murmured softly.

As she felt the movement of this wondrous life force, with its hidden marvels, she did not hurry to get up. Instead, she said, "The severely injured area is a bit lower."

"My apologies," Pang Jian said quietly.

He then tried to guide the strand of power, originating from a green luminous leaf in his heart, to move within Han Ting’s body.

"To the left, a bit more to the left, you’ve passed it!" Han Ting grew anxious.

With her back to Pang Jian, she simply shed her robe down to her chest and waist, covering the front while revealing her smooth back to Pang Jian.

She felt it, that roaming wisp of marvelous life force in her body, indeed possessed extraordinary power!

Without knowing the exact location of her injury, Pang Jian, following her guidance, was unable to pinpoint the damage accurately.

Her fiery temperament prevailing, and thinking it was just her back anyway, she simply dropped her clothes to wrap around her chest, allowing Pang Jian to clearly see the extent of her injury.

"Injured by a woman..." Pang Jian muttered.

A small, greenish-purple handprint, strikingly visible on Han Ting’s glossy back, stood out like a deep stain penetrating beneath the skin.

When the greenish-purple handprint appeared, Pang Jian felt a searing heat and poison, realizing the toxin was still relentlessly infiltrating towards Han Ting’s internal organs.

"A treacherous wretch! I treated her as a sister, but when it mattered most, she didn’t stand by me, and she even bit me!"

Han Ting cursed angrily.

Uninterested in their "sisterly love," Pang Jian didn’t ask for the backstory. Instead, he concentrated the Life Vitality within him, gradually transferring it toward the location of the greenish-purple handprint.

He was also unsure whether this alien power, which had greatly enhanced his own self-healing, would be of any use for Han Ting’s wound.

It was only because he was out of options that he was now treating a dead horse as if it were alive.

As the Life Vitality poured in, the vivid greenish-purple handprint on Han Ting’s beautiful back began to fade gradually.

And the three vibrant green leaves in Pang Jian’s heart also started to lose their color bit by bit.

Cursting incessantly, Han Ting, upon feeling strand after strand of Pang Jian’s life-giving alien power infiltrate her wound, suddenly fell silent.

Her eyes lit up with excitement!

Moments later.

With three leaves still in his chest but void of greenness, an exhausted Pang Jian said, "It might take one or two more days if it doesn’t work this time. Come back tomorrow."

Han Ting silently dressed herself, turned to give Pang Jian a deep look, and tossed a token onto the table.

"Cao’s gathering is in three days, and I’ll come for three consecutive days. Three days should be... about enough."

Feeling the wondrous Life Vitality, Han Ting suppressed the excitement and joy inside her, and calmly said, "Alright, I’ll come back tomorrow."

Once she had finished speaking, she pushed the stone door open.

"Gao Yuan!"

She glared at the person outside the door, scolding, "What are you sneaking around at the entrance for?"

Outside the stone pathway of Cave 56, Gao Yuan glanced at the sparsely starry sky, where the moonlight was also not bright, and coughed, "Moon-gazing."

"Moon-gazing my foot!"

After glaring at him fiercely, Han Ting pretended to accidentally step on his foot heavily as she passed by him.

Whincing in pain and crouching to rub his foot, Gao Yuan twisted his head to look at Han Ting’s retreating figure and noticed that the shapely Han Ting seemed to still be adjusting her clothes in front.

Filled with doubts, he finally stood up to see Pang Jian in the cave playing with a token.

"She’s coming for three consecutive days, and she’ll return tomorrow..."

Gao Yuan muttered to himself, his face wearing an extremely odd expression as he thought, "Little brother, you didn’t sell yourself to her, did you? But that’s not right, her reputation among individual cultivators has always been good; I’ve never heard of her being involved with anyone."

"That doesn’t make sense!"

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