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“Then let’s try.”

The little packrat in his arms was clearly about to collapse. He could not watch something happen to her.

Seeing that he was really going to do this, Feng Chen said in surprise, “Ah Yuan, do you want to die?”

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Yun Ran knew that there was some risk in this operation. Even in the apocalypse, no one would be willing to do such a thing unless one had a life-and-death relationship with the inflicted.

Therefore, when Mo Beiyuan nodded in agreement, Yunran had a better impression of this man. This good impression had nothing to do with the Gu poison in their bodies. She simply admired him.

As Mo Beiyuan spoke, he moved. He activated his cultivation technique and placed his large hand on the back of the little packrat.

A powerful spiritual power seeped into his body.

It was domineering and pure, and completely different from the spiritual power he cultivated in his body.

At this moment, the spiritual power in Mo Beiyuan’s body sensed the existence of other spiritual power and did not intend to show weakness.

However, Mo Beiyuan knew that once he resisted, the little packrat would be injured by the backlash. Therefore, he had to forcefully control his spiritual power and let the other spiritual power occupy his body.

The consequence of this was that his body could not withstand it and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Beiyuan had almost forgotten how long it had been since he had been injured. The last time he felt such intense pain should have been when he was in his teens.

Yun Ran took Little Sweetcake from his arms. “Go over and let Feng Chen take a look at you. Don’t let something happen to you again before Sweetcake is cured.”

This man was injured because of Sweetcake. No matter how cold Yun Ran was, she could not ignore what he had done.

Fortunately, this method really worked. Little Sweetcake was clearly better than before.

Although she was still listless, at least she could open her eyes and call him daddy.

This method only temporarily alleviated Little Sweetcake’s situation and did not completely resolve the problem. Therefore, after a little rest, they still rushed to the sect meeting.

Yun Ran had planned to come to the sect meeting previously, but she did not expect to come early in this way.

Feng Chen brought them to his master, the third elder of the Miracle Doctor Sect and explained his purpose for coming.

“Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?”

Feng Chen’s words about the three-year-old child stunned the third Elder. He called Feng Chen drunk and even accused him of having drunk fake wine.

“I’m not talking nonsense. Little Sweetcake really has a Saint Realm spiritual power cultivation. Your disciple was sent flying back.”

Feng Chen tried his best to explain. He was just short of performing for everyone again before flying out.

However, it made the third Elder stand up and want to beat him up. “You brat, you should make up a more decent story. A three-and-a-half-year-old baby might not even be able to walk properly. A Saint Realm expert? Do you know that your master, I, am almost 80 years old? I’m only an Emperor Realm expert now.”

Feng Chen had already given up and pointed at the little packrat in Mo Beiyuan’s arms.

“If you don’t believe me, see for yourself.”

“What is there to see? This little girl has a spirited aura.”

Third Elder couldn’t help but praise Sweetcake when he saw how cute she was.

Feng Chen felt a headache coming on. “Master, I’m not asking you to appraise how she looks, but her cultivation level.”

As the master and disciple spoke, Mo Beiyuan had already walked over with Little Sweetcake in his arms.

Third Elder immediately recognized Mo Beiyuan and said with an imperceptible mocking tone, “King Yuan? Where did you kidnap this little child from?”