Chapter 115: Solution

“I have a snake inside my stomach!” Jie Shui screamed in agony. “It’s a huge snake!”

Yes, it was obviously Huichong Disease.

“Calm down, Jie Shui. Think of some way to get it out. It’s the root cause of why you’re like this,” Jiang Ke’er said.

Jie Shui racked his brain for a long time but couldn’t come up with any good solution.

In the cultivation world, there were no elixirs to kill parasites—after all, cultivators rarely contracted parasite diseases.

After entering the Realm of Novice Cultivator, they no longer needed to eat or drink, and even if a parasite somehow entered their body, it wouldn’t survive the cultivator’s refining.

Jie Shui’s case was extremely rare.

“Or… you could… negotiate with it?” Ming Ling whispered. “Tell it to eat less? After all, if you starve to death, it’s doomed too.”

Uh, negotiate with a roundworm.

No matter how you looked at it, the idea was absurd. But it seemed to be the only possible solution.

“I’ll give it a try,” Jie Shui said reluctantly.

Within seconds, Jie Shui suddenly shuddered and pulled out of his internal vision. “No, it doesn’t understand me! It almost ate me!”

This… was quite problematic.

Everyone sat around Jie Shui, pondering deeply.

Surgery—cutting him open—seemed impossible.

According to Jie Shui, the roundworm was unusually agile and nimble, freely running and exercising inside his intestines to aid digestion… If they tried to forcibly remove it, it might pull Jie Shui down with it.

Jiang Ke’er suddenly slapped her forehead.

“I’ve got it!”

She suddenly remembered that cultivators could form contracts with some other low-intelligence creatures.

Summoning-type cultivators used this method to summon contract creatures to fight. Couldn’t Jie Shui do the same?

Although the idea was even more bizarre, if he could successfully form a summoning contract and call the roundworm out of his stomach, it might be a solution.

“…You want me to form a contract with the roundworm inside my stomach?!” Jie Shui wanted to cry. “There’s no way I want to form a soul bond with this weird thing!”

“If you want to survive, that’s your only choice. You know how to form contracts, right?”

“Yes.”

The contract incantation was a basic course for cultivators, so Jie Shui naturally knew it.

“Then give it a try.”

Feeling everyone’s encouraging (and somewhat teasing) gazes, Jie Shui bit his lip and sank his consciousness back into his intestines.

What exactly happened inside his intestines, Jiang Ke’er didn’t know. But everyone could feel Jie Shui’s aura gradually changing!

A powerful energy was born in the courtyard, and Jie Shui’s body visibly regained fullness and normalcy, soon returning to his original appearance.

Even more strangely, his cultivation level inexplicably soared!

It increased by a significant margin! He had already reached the peak of the Three Talent Realm, just a step away from breaking through!

“Hahaha! I’m back!” Jie Shui laughed heartily, punching the sky.

“Success?” Everyone breathed a sigh of relief seeing his recovery.

“Of course! When I Jie Shui takes action, forming a master-servant contract is a piece of cake! That lousy worm has obediently submitted… ahhh!”

Before Jie Shui finished, his face suddenly twisted in pain as he clutched his stomach.

He hurriedly corrected himself, shouting, “Okay, okay! Sorry, I was wrong! It’s an Equal Contract… Stop it! Don’t torture me anymore, my intestines might tear!”

Jie Shui kept apologizing, and the pain in his stomach finally subsided. When he came to his senses, he saw everyone staring at him oddly.

“You signed an Equal Contract with the roundworm inside your stomach?” Ming Ling felt like she wasn’t fully awake and that her worldview was about to collapse.

“I had no choice! That thing is insanely powerful!” Jie Shui’s tears streamed down. “I couldn’t beat it and almost got forced into a master-servant contract… In desperation, I had to sign an Equal Contract. At least that solves the problem, right?”

Ming Ling twitched her mouth and turned pale. “Can you make it leave?”

“No. It won’t.” Jie Shui said miserably.

“Actually, it’s kind of beneficial. Although the worm and I are now equals in personality, we also share life force and cultivation. The worm is very strong, so I’ve gained a lot of benefits as well. We’re basically one entity now~ It won’t hurt me anymore.”

“…”

Seeing Jie Shui even a little proud of this, Ming Ling suddenly felt nauseous.

“Ming Ling, you’re not disgusted by me, are you?” Jie Shui asked pitifully.

“Yes!” Ming Ling answered without hesitation. “Stay away from me!”

“Qing Yi Meizi, do you… feel the same?” Jie Shui looked at Jiang Ke’er with teary eyes.

Jiang Ke’er shuddered. “Sorry, I can’t accept the existence of a ‘Human Pillar of Roundworm’ for now.”

“Waaah…” Jie Shui was deeply crushed.

In her past life, Jiang Ke’er had read all sorts of novels with contracts to demonic pets and prided herself on a strong mental fortitude, but this… was unheard of.

It was a stinky contract—Jie Shui even seemed to exude an unbearable stench, though it was only psychological.

Putting Jie Shui’s situation aside, Jiang Ke’er noticed Changsun Qingyue seemed hesitant, wanting to say something.

“Qingyue, do you have something on your mind?” Jiang Ke’er asked with concern.

“Yes, a little,” Changsun Qingyue nodded. “But you’ve been busy lately. I’ll ask someone else.”

“What is it?” Jiang Ke’er asked, puzzled.

“Actually, I’m not that busy. I’ve almost finished organizing the textbook on my own. Tonight I’ll hand it over to Ming Ling and the others to bring back to the village, then I’ll have some free time…”

“It’s like this,” Changsun Qingyue sighed in relief.

“While you were away these past few days, we raised the team’s points to the full value of Ranger Rank D. Now we only need to complete one Ranger Guild Promotion Task assigned by the Ranger Guild to advance to a Ranger Rank C team. We want to finish the promotion task before going into the Realm of No Regret…

After all, our cultivation is still relatively high in the Realm of Novice Cultivator, but once we enter the Realm of No Regret, we’ll be among the lowest-tier cultivators. Doing missions then would inevitably be dangerous.”

“I understand.” Jiang Ke’er nodded and smiled. “Don’t worry, Qingyue. Beyond all my chaotic identities, I’m still a member of the Revival Society… If the team has a mission, I should participate.”

“But you have things to do, and our team is not unreasonable,” Changsun Qingyue smiled.

“I’ve been cooped up for days. It’s about time I stretch with the team,” Jiang Ke’er stretched. “I’m about to go crazy.”

“That’s good. With you here, there’s no chance of failure.” Changsun Qingyue finally felt relieved.

“Demon Revival Society? What a stupid name.”

As a mission distributor for the Ranger Guild, Huang Que was responsible for assigning promotion tasks to various small teams in Shiwei Zhou.

What kind of tasks and how difficult they were depended entirely on his mood and the stroke of his pen… A single flick might let a weak team easily advance, or it could send them straight to death.

So before promotion, most teams gave Huang Que small gifts to ensure they wouldn’t be cannon fodder.

He glanced at this month’s gift ledger, which recorded the names of many sensible teams—but no “Demon Revival Society.”

Huang Que sneered. “Heh, what a bunch of ungrateful hotheads. Well, I’m sorry then…”