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As I descended the stairs, Xian Luan was still sitting alone by the Bar Counter, drinking. A row of glasses was placed in front of her. At the same time, a few individuals who looked suspicious were surrounding her at the Bar Counter.
"Damn, she can't be drunk, can she?" I thought to myself and quickly pushed through the crowd. "Excuse me, let me through."
The person I pushed aside was not pleased. "Who do you think you are?"
"What's it to you who I am?" I shot back at him. Normally, I wouldn't have reacted this way, but my head was still in a daze, and all I could think about was getting back quickly. Moreover, it seemed that something had changed within my Dantian, so I was eager to stabilize those changes.
"Hey, you're pretty bold!" The person I had pushed aside was taken aback by my words and grabbed my collar. At the same time, I sensed a surge of demonic energy from him.
I activated my Dantian, intending to use my spiritual power to push him away. However, at that moment, the three Azure Buds within my Dantian slowly opened up, revealing the Three Drops of Essence Blood inside. Suddenly, a powerful pressure began to emanate from my body.
The pressure radiating from me couldn't compare to the Three Drops of Essence Blood itself or even to the pressure emitted by Luan. However, it was more than enough for the demon in front of me to handle.
In an instant, as the pressure left my body, that demon knelt before me with a thud. I quickly stopped channeling my Dantian and retracted the pressure back into myself.
However, the sound of the demon kneeling attracted quite a few onlookers; everyone surrounding Luan turned to look at the kneeling demon.
At the same time, a path opened up in the crowd. I hurriedly seized Luan and pulled her out through that opening.
Finding an empty booth, I released her, and she collapsed straight onto the seat.
What on earth happened to this girl? How much did she drink?
Alcohol doesn't affect demons as strongly as it does humans—except for snake demons—but judging by Luan's state, she must have consumed quite a lot.
"Luan, Luan, wake up! Don't fall asleep here," I shook her shoulders vigorously. If she was just drunk, that would be one thing; but what if she suddenly transformed back into her demon form? Would I have to explain to the police that this is my pet? If Qu's true form is a cat, that would be fine; but what if Luan's true form is some kind of protected species? I'd be in big trouble! Even worse, if her true form is something extinct and I'm studying cloning without anyone believing me...
After shaking her for a while, Luan finally opened her eyes slightly.
"Are you done talking?" Luan mumbled a few words indistinctly, "If there's nothing else, let's go."
"Can you walk by yourself?" I looked at Luan and asked, "Why drink so much if nothing's wrong?"
"Ugh," Luan seemed like she wanted to vomit, but she held it back, "Pain relief, Uncle. I need to protect you for a while."
"Pain relief? Are you injured?" I asked in surprise, realizing I hadn't noticed anything unusual about Luan before. However, after coming down, I only saw her pouring drink after drink for herself.
"I got stabbed by that woman earlier," Luan began to breathe unevenly.
"Where are you hurt?" I quickly checked Luan and indeed found a spot on her back starting to ooze blood.
I turned Luan over and took out the Wakizashi I had used before from the Seed Bag. I used the Wakizashi to cut open Luan's shirt.
Luan had actually wrapped her injury with tape, and it looked like she hadn't treated the wound at all. Blood had already soaked through the tape and was slowly spreading across her back.
Had she really sustained such a serious injury? But why was she insisting on this? There was no time to think further; I directly used the Wakizashi to cut through the tape, revealing a bloody and mangled wound on Luan's back.
The wound was located just below her shoulder blade. If it went any lower, it would be near Luan's heart. However, from the outside, it seemed like she had forcibly compressed it.
It should be like this; if she were human, it might not have been possible. But Luan had wings on her back! She must have taken the attack with her wings.
"Three Purities Edict, Daoist Law of Correct Origin!" I formed a hand seal and activated my Spiritual Sight.
After all, this was a place similar to a bar, with chaotic lighting everywhere. So I had no choice but to activate my Spiritual Sight to block out the dizzying lights.
"No, there's still a foreign object in the wound." It was only then that I noticed the area around Luan's injury had started to turn dark blue.
Just as I reached out to pull the foreign object out, a voice abruptly halted my actions.
"Sir, may I ask what you need?"
A male waiter stood beside me.
"I don't need anything." I was about to dismiss him when I reconsidered and called him back. "Wait, bring me two glasses of your strongest white liquor."
"Understood." The waiter looked at Luan, who was lying on the booth. Due to my obstruction, he couldn't see her bloodied wound. "Linna Rum, even when diluted, has over 6 degrees of alcohol. Is that acceptable?"
"Give me the undiluted one."
"But that has 9 degrees!" The waiter exclaimed. "Can you handle that?"
"That's the one, and also bring me an ice bucket," I insisted.
"Alright, please wait a moment." The waiter bowed and left.
9 degrees of strong liquor? What's the difference from alcohol? Fortunately, I wasn't planning to drink it; theoretically, I should have asked for a medical kit. However, Luan's identity was too special. I didn't know if she had any proof of existence in this world or if she could even enter a hospital.
Moreover, although her injury was severe, since it was in my hands now, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?
Soon, what I ordered arrived. However, payment was required upfront here, so I handed over all the cash I had left on me to the waiter.
"What's extra is yours. By the way, don't let anyone get close to here." I pulled out about two or three thousand in cash.
The server's eyes lit up at the sight of the cash, and a joyful expression spread across her face. "I understand, I understand. However, sir, we do have rooms available. Would you like one?"
"Forget it." What do you take me for? Renting a room? But I'm here, and under the dim lights, you can't see clearly. If you saw Sister lying in the booth right now, I bet you'd be scared to death! "Just keep an eye on this."
"Okay," the server replied. "Call me if you need anything."
Now I had almost figured out the nature of Drunken Hero. The first and third floors were operating normally, though occasionally there would be appearances by demon races. The fourth floor was not accessible to ordinary people, and the fifth floor was where Vampire Demon used to stay; only those from the demon race could enter.
I took a moment to steady my nerves, pouring a glass of strong liquor into my hand. At the same time, I ignited it with a Fire Talisman, suppressing the flames to a state where they barely flickered. As long as no one got too close, it would remain unnoticed.
I extended two fingers to grasp the foreign object lodged in the wound of Luan and slowly allowed the flames to envelop it.
"Rip!" A foul odor rose as if flesh were being burned by fire.
This was the poison carried by the foreign object, if I guessed correctly. At that moment, Luan let out a soft groan and cried out in pain.
"Luan, hang in there. I'll remove your poison first," I gently reassured her. Hearing my words, Luan relaxed her body that had stiffened from pain for a moment.
I grasped the foreign object and gradually pulled it out of the wound strand by strand.
Once I completely extracted it, I tossed it directly into another glass of strong liquor. The white liquor instantly turned dark black and began bubbling vigorously.
Drawing mana from the center of my Dantian's Azure Flame, I realized that if I didn't carefully activate the three flower buds, the pressure from Three Drops of Essence Blood would emanate through my body. However, extracting mana directly from Azure Flame would not cause that issue.
After all, being a creature of the demon race, my Azure Mana is still unable to heal quickly. It seems I can only stop Luan's bleeding and then hurry her back to the Landlady for further treatment.
Stopping the bleeding was relatively easy. After I managed to halt Luan's blood loss, I took out the Azure Flower Robe to wrap her up, then picked her up in my arms. Just as I was about to head out, I spotted a familiar face at the door.
Black Wuchang, Old Black, had actually come.
"Old Black, keep an eye on things here. The person in my arms is injured, and I need to take her away first," I said as I quickly grabbed the gourd from Black Wuchang's hands.
The mission had already exceeded its initial scope, and now Uncle Xing and the others needed to come personally to confirm some matters, which was why I had stayed behind. However, given the current situation, I had no choice but to leave first.
Without waiting for Old Black's response, I dashed out. Those who didn't know might have thought I was skipping out on the bill. Fortunately, the waiter who had served me earlier knew that I had already paid and stopped those who tried to chase after me.
As for Black Wuchang, ordinary people couldn't see him, so I wasn't worried about him.
It was still quite a distance from JZ Normal University. I found a secluded spot and summoned my Flying Sword. As soon as I stepped onto the Flying Sword, I intended to fly away.
However, before I could even step onto the Flying Sword, it suddenly flipped over and crashed down instead.
What the heck is going on?
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