Chapter 8 A strange disease strikes

In the empty room, Ye Xuan sat with a dejected expression, staring blankly at the fairy portrait on the wall.

"Fairy wife, you have to protect me. It's been a year since I bought you, and my cultivation has only improved from the second level of Kaiyuan to the third level. This speed makes me feel uncomfortable." Ye Xuan yelled extremely irritably.

"I was severely humiliated by those people who took advantage of others today. The wound on my arm has not healed yet. The prizes were only fifty Sky Crystals and ten Fuling Pills..." [

"Lao thief Dong, thief Chang Yin, thief Cui... you are all working together, sooner or later I will kill you all."

"Yunya Pavilion...I really can't stay any longer..."

"Wait another half year. If there is still no news from Senior Feng during this half year, then I will leave Yunya Pavilion and go out on my own."

"In half a year, at the age of twenty, even if you are promoted to the first level of divine light, you will not violate your parents' last wishes."

Ye Xuan couldn't help but sigh when he thought about his slow advancement speed.

"Father, mother, you have always warned your child not to be promoted to the first level of divine light before he is twenty years old. Unfortunately, my child's qualifications are so terrible. If he continues to develop at this speed, he will not be promoted even when he is thirty years old.

Reaching the first level of divine light...sigh..."

"Ah..." Suddenly, Ye Xuan screamed in pain, holding his head in his hands, and his whole body seemed to be in convulsions.

Within ten breaths, Ye Xuan was already sweating profusely and his face was pale.

"Damn it, this inexplicable disease is here again..." Ye Xuan hurriedly took out a pill from the purple jade ring and swallowed it in one gulp.

After a while, Ye Xuan's expression gradually softened.

"It's over, I've taken the last Pain Loss Pill..." Ye Xuan muttered to himself with a bitter look on his face, "I won fifty Sky Crystals in the competition, and found fifty in the hands of those dead people, a total of one hundred.

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After some calculations, during this period, except for being chased by Wu Zhongyou and the fairy that day and consuming nearly fifteen Fuling Pills, Ye Xuan fished out fifty Heavenly Crystals from those dead people, plus the rewards from the conference.

Fifty crystals, exactly one hundred heavenly crystals.

"Oh, a hundred pills are still not enough. Damn it, the Pain Loss Pill is too expensive. One pill costs twenty Heavenly Crystals, which is even comparable to a portrait of the Fairy Wife..."

"However, if the strange disease only lasts for five days this time, maybe I can survive it." Ye Xuan calculated carefully, "Buy the medicine first and wait for five days. If it's not enough, you can only open your mouth to Na Nizi.

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Ye Xuan cursed hard in his heart for a while, but there was nothing he could do about it. This strange disease had clung to him like maggots attached to his bones since his parents left.

In the past nine years, the strange disease has come only once a month, and there have been a few days every month that have caused him to feel pain like needles all over his body. The pain seems to come from the depths of his mind and spread throughout his body.

Ye Xuan still has fresh memories. When he was thirteen years old, if he had not run to Yun Jingjing despite the severe pain, he might have passed away from this world during that illness. At that time, all the muscles and bones in his body were contracted by muscles.

His body was somewhat deformed, he was foaming at the mouth, and his whole body was in a state of high fever.

For nine years, Ye Xuan has done some miscellaneous things for Yunya Pavilion every month. After earning Tianjing, he bought a few pain-loss pills in advance. Therefore, after all these years, Ye Xuan is still a pauper. This is completely
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