finally believed that Ye Bufan hadn't lied to them. This place had indeed been dealt with by a high-level expert.Guan Dongping was originally a developer who started from the bottom. He had strong or...Ye Bufan looked over and couldn't help but smile.

No wonder this little girl walks with a limp, she has so many wounds all over her body, the one on her buttocks is the most serious.

Fu Jundie glared with anger, "Those two bastards, one day they'll fall into my hands. I'll make them pay, I'll open their asses like a flower."

"Let's talk about revenge later. I'll help you get treated first. These are just minor injuries, nothing serious."

Fu Jundie's injury wasn't serious at all. Ye Bufan gave her a healing pill, and he didn't even bother with a Huixian Zaizao Dan because this minor injury wasn't worth it.

Then he took out another bottle of ointment. This was the newest concoction, Xianyu Paste, which was especially effective in treating injuries to immortals.

Ye Bufan applied the ointment to a wound on her arm. The little girl couldn't help but exclaim, "This thing is cool and comfortable."

It turned out that the Xianyu ointment was remarkably effective. As soon as the wound was coated, it began to heal and scab over immediately. It recovered quickly and completely, leaving no scars whatsoever.

Ye Bufan finished treating her several external wounds, but when he got to her buttocks, he was a little embarrassed.

"Here you go, put it on yourself and spread it evenly."

Ye Bufan flung the ointment to Fu Jundie, then took out a mirror and stood it there before turning away.

This thing is so much fun, you can see it clearly.

The little girl, as if she had discovered a new continent, reached out and touched it. Then, she walked around the mirror in a circle and took the ointment to start applying it to herself.

"Big brother, why is the ointment I'm using different from yours It doesn't seem to be working."

"How is this possible How could the same ointment have two different effects"

Ye Bufan couldn't help but look back, and just happened to see that white and pointed glint in the mirror.

"This little girl's figure is really good..."

Just then, I exclaimed and then burst into laughter.

Just looking at the ointment being spread all over the mirror, how could it possibly work

Fu Jun Die cried out, "Big brother, what are you laughing at What's the problem"

Ye Bufan reached out and beckoned, the mirror flying up directly and slapping onto the little girl's buttocks with a "pa" sound.

How are you feeling this time

"It feels right, this is it, so comfortable."

The little girl wore a satisfied expression.

That's it!

After finishing his medicine, Ye Bufan thought for a moment and put the mirror away again.

"Brother Ye, this ointment works so well. It doesn't hurt at all now."

The little girl tidied her dress and suddenly remembered something, “Big brother, why did you make me use that strange old thing Why didn’t you let me use my spiritual sense”

"Uh..."

Ye Bufan's expression faltered, a touch of embarrassment flashing across his face. Although he had been cultivating for two years, he still couldn't completely shake off the mindset of an Earthling.

But that kind of thing is better left unsaid.

"That...my ointment is a little special. Using divine sense will affect its efficacy, and you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

"Oh!" Fu Jundie nodded seriously, "Medicine is so magical!"

As two people were talking, a commotion came from outside. Led by Feng Zhiwu, hundreds of disciples from the Ninth Peak appeared in the courtyard.

Some were covered in blood, some limped, some had pale faces, and some were even carried here, spitting blood from time to time.

Ye Bufan frowned slightly. It wasn't a long time, but the losses on the Ninth Peak were considerable. So many disciples were injured.

Zhao Mingcheng's daughter, Zhao Yuan, was also inside. After seeing Ye Bufan, she looked respectfully said: "Junior Brother Ye, I still troubled you to help us with the treatment."

"Don't worry, I've got it covered."

Ye Bufan classified these hundreds of injured disciples, with those with external injuries standing on the left and those with internal injuries standing on the right.

Treat internal injuries by oneself, for external injuries, simply throw the Xianyu ointment to Fu Jundie and let the little girl be responsible for applying it.

He had just removed the silver needles, preparing to treat a disciple with serious internal injuries, when suddenly a shout from Fu Jundie rang out behind him.

Listen up, everyone! During treatment, you are not allowed to use your spiritual sense. Otherwise, it will affect the results.

"Don't ask why, this is the way of medicine. Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand."

"Uh..."

Ye Bufan's wrist shook from the stimulation, and the silver needle in his hand almost went astray.

The Third Peak, Ji Shu Xian stood angrily in the middle of the hall.

Opposite him, Bai Lingpu and Zu Fangkui were both relaxed, savoring the fairy tea in front of them.

Bai Lingpu grinned wickedly: "Junior Brother Ji, why are you so angry Come sit down and have a cup of tea."

Uncle Ji's face turned ashen: "Have you gone too far"

Bai Lingpu looked astonished: “Junior Brother Ji, what do you mean Senior brother doesn't understand.”

"How dare you feign ignorance! You allowed disciples from your two peaks to attack my Ninth Peak. Have you no shame"

"Is that even possible I had no idea!"

Bailingshu put on an innocent expression, "This is impossible. My disciples from the Fifth Peak have been diligently cultivating in seclusion recently. There's no way they would attack your Ninth Peak. I think there must be a misunderstanding here."

"Alright, let's cut to the chase."

"Uncle Ji, you're naturally clear on what happened. Don't think I don't know, it was your Third Peak and Fifth Peak who did this."

So what if it is So what if it isn't

Bai Lingpu remained as calm and composed as ever, a sly smile playing on his lips. "These are just trivial matters between youngsters," he said. "It's perfectly normal for them to squabble and play around. Let them handle it themselves. We are Da Luo immortals after all; we shouldn't meddle in such petty affairs."

Zu Fangkui sneered and said: "That's exactly it, your disciples on the Ninth Peak were ambushed. It can only be said that you are incompetent."

If you suspect it was done by my disciple, come and fight me!

"If one day my disciples are attacked, I would be too ashamed to ask for help from others."

Bailingshu nodded in agreement: "You're right. It's not a good thing for a disciple to be beaten so badly that they can't leave the house. How could we possibly face anyone outside"

Okay, you guys wait for me!

Ji Shu was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but there was nothing he could do. He could only leave angrily and return to the Ninth Peak.

Passing by the foot of the mountain, I glanced at Ye Bufan's courtyard and saw hundreds of disciples gathered here.

Those who were injured before are now completely recovered, and they all look vigorous and healthy.

He flashed into the courtyard, his eyes falling on Ye Bufan: "Xiao Fan, when did you come back"

"I just got back."

Ye Bufan finished treating the last disciple and put away the silver needles in his hand.

"Master Peak Lord, your face doesn't look too good."

Uncle Ji's face turned ashen: "Don't mention it, those two old fellows from the Third Peak and Fifth Peak are simply shameless."

Feng Zhiwu knew he had done something, and said: "What Don't they admit it"

"Not only that..."

< Ji Shu Xian simply learned the words of Bai Ling Pu and Zu Fang Kui, and finally said angrily, "These two peaks conspired against my ninth peak, and they are so shameless!" >

"Well, in that case, I'll keep him company at the Ninth Peak."

Ye Bufan sneered, "Master Peak Lord, there's no need to get angry. Leave this matter to me. In a few days, just wait for them to come begging you!" Zhang who sweeps the floor is getting old and doesn't work cleanly. Let him go with Old Zhang to sweep the floor.""Understood, young master."The steward naturally knew the young master's thoughts. Wh...