1783 The Drug's Effects

It was impossible!

In reality, You Hui's current body was simply unable to withstand the rampaging spiritual energy of a level-nine great spiritual cultivator.

The burning spiritual energy wantonly tore through the meridians in his body.

Did he think that it would all end after the drug's effects went away?

He would be facing one of two consequences after the effects of such a drug that forcibly raised one's cultivation went away.

One, if he did not get a highly-skilled physician to treat his meridians that got torn from the rampaging spiritual energy with acupuncture, he would basically waste away his life like this. He would not even be able to retain his spiritual meridians.

Two, if he lost control of the surging spiritual energy in his body during this time, he might possibly face the pitiful end of exploding to death from the chaotic spiritual energy.

But would Qiao Mu tell him all this?

You've got to be kidding. Instead of wasting her breath on this small fry, she might as well destroy him first.

"Qiao Mu!" You Hui demanded, "I want you to answer me right now, what exactly do you mean…"

*Swoosh.* A purple flame swiftly fanned out from Qiao Mu's feet like a blossoming violet and swept toward You Hui.

That purple was too bewitchingly beautiful, dazzling everybody's eyes in an instant.

Qi Xuanxuan's heart settled somewhat, and she exclaimed breathlessly, "Anything Qiaoqiao takes out is good stuff. I'm thinking that this ferule isn't any ordinary spiritual weapon either."

"From the looks of it right now, this ferule seems to only be a level-15 spiritual weapon. However…" Duanmu Qing observed it some more before concluding, "It can continue to increase in rank through reforging. The person who forged it was probably a divine weapon engineer. Looks like this is a spiritual weapon that can evolve."

Qi Xuanxuan couldn't help but turn speechless at this revelation.

"So it's that incredible. Then I don't need to worry." The little fatty patted his chest and said with a smile, "Qiaoqiao will definitely be victorious with a divine weapon and the fire phoenix plus the other two's assistance."

Duanmu Qing nodded slightly.

There was no need to doubt Qiaoqiao's strength. He did not worry that she could not defeat You Hui. However, he could not set his mind at ease, and his eyelid kept jerking. It was as if something bad was about to happen.

Seeing that Duanmu Qing did not speak anymore, everyone focused their attention on the small stage.

On the small stage right now, the purple flames spitting out from Qiao Mu's ferule had already constructed a purple wall in front of You Hui.

You Hui backed away unwillingly as he glared ruthlessly at Qiao Mu. "Ha! Is this all you've got!"

As he finished saying this, You Hui produced two spiritual energy currents with his hands and hurled them at the small stage.

The floor tiles on the first level got upturned, and they lined up in rows before toppling down together on Qiao Mu with earth-shaking momentum.

Qiao Mu merely sneered coldly, and she swiped out an ebony defensive talisman.

With a leap off her toes, she glided a long distance away along with the talisman.

You Hui immediately chased after her. However, Qiao Mu had already darted up to the lofty dome of the battle arena and was looking down coldly from above.

Several explosion talismans appeared in her hand with a flip.

Qiao Mu narrowed her eyes as she inwardly mused: Would a level-nine great spiritual cultivator be able to fend off the firepower of 10 of my explosion talismans?

She subsequently snapped her fingers, at which several streaks flew toward You Hui.

"Hahaha! You want to subdue me with just this?"