"So the Martial Alliance Leader gave up the Eternal Extreme Acupoint Treasure after all."
The place I visited after receiving the elixir was the Divine Doctor's house. A small room filled with the scent of various medicines and decoctions.
Inside, the Divine Doctor was caring for sick patients while closely observing me.
"'Gave up' you say - did you know this would happen, Divine Doctor?"
"Of course, what fool in the Central Plains doesn't know about your Nine Yin Blocked Meridians? Even street children use 'Bingyeon' instead of 'cripple' as an insult, you fool."
The Divine Doctor spoke to me as if it was obvious. Then the Martial Alliance Leader had intended to give me the tournament prize from the start.
"Where are those children now? For the crime of insulting my precious master, death..."
Besides me, Bi Wol, Verdandi, and Azazel were all present. The only elixir that could save my terminal condition was now in my hands.
"Stop that. This isn't something that will be resolved by your intervention."
I stopped Bi Wol, who seemed to be letting emotions take over. Being ridiculed was common in the Central Plains martial world. People often referred to beggars as Beggar Sect leaders too...
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