The situation in the Kingdom of Dasi was not right.
Even without witnessing everything that had happened in Jiangdu City with her own eyes, Jiang Ke’er could clearly feel that the oppressive atmosphere surrounding them did not stem solely from the Epidemic Poison.
Reports were coming in from Medical Halls everywhere.
A group of overbearing soldiers had been bursting into the halls, specifically picking out Human Clan patients to take away.
Upon investigation, those Human Clan patients were all active soldiers of the Kingdom of Dasi.
They were being taken back to the military camps, allegedly to receive special treatment.
She smelled the scent of a conspiracy.
However, no matter how she tried to reach him, there was no word from Li Lao’er.
Even Mushuang, who was responsible for managing the medical affairs of Lingyin Valley, had gone silent after heading to Jiangdu City.
Several times, the thought of heading to Jiangdu to investigate personally had crossed her mind, but she forced herself to dismiss it.
She knew that something major must have happened in Jiangdu City; going there now would be nothing short of a suicide mission.
She wanted to ask Qiao Xiaoxian what had happened during her absence, but even Qiao Xiaoxian was nowhere to be found.
Having spent more than fifty days researching in the Refining Space without closing her eyes, Jiang Ke’er was forced to immediately enter a state of high tension once again.
With Li Lao’er gone, she was now the commander-in-chief of the Demon Race, and she had to step up to take control of the situation.
It was now the fourth day.
Under the vigorous promotion of the Lingyin Valley prescription, most patients had managed to preserve their lives and hold on until now.
The problem was that the symptoms had not improved significantly, which left people still harboring doubts about the effectiveness of the Antidote.
What was even more troublesome were the rumors that Sun Shizhang had developed a true Antidote, which was only being provided to the imperial family and nobility.
By comparison, the patients and their families could not help but feel a sense of imbalance.
Jiang Ke’er’s Antidote was instantly regarded as a low-tier substitute. Various conspiracy theories began to surface again, as if trying to brand her as a charlatan with hidden motives.
Jiang Ke’er truly lacked the energy to deal with these things, nor did she have the evidence to refute them.
The Antidote would likely take another half a day to fully take effect. Until then, she could only let the world condemn her with words and pens, not to mention she herself lacked total confidence.
Furthermore, the Human Clan’s actions in taking away their soldiers made Jiang Ke’er feel extremely uneasy. If the rumors about Sun Shizhang researching a highly effective Antidote were true, she knew exactly what would happen next.
When the birds were gone, the bow was put away. Jiang Ke’er believed that given the thought process of the Human Clan’s high-level leaders, burning bridges after crossing them was just a standard operation.
Currently, a large number of Demon Race soldiers were stationed within the borders of the Kingdom of Dasi to protect the Medical Halls, and most of them had already been infected with the Epidemic Poison.
A characteristic of the Epidemic Poison was that the stronger the Cultivation Base, the faster the onset.
Therefore, many Demon Race generals had already collapsed, leaving only ordinary soldiers with lower cultivation.
The combat effectiveness of the entire Demon Race army had reached its lowest point in history, to the point of being completely vulnerable.
In contrast, the army of the Kingdom of Dasi saw its high-end combat forces protected by Protective Suits.
Even if a middle or upper-tier Cultivator was accidentally infected, there was special medicine that could quickly cure them.
As one side weakened and the other grew, the gap between the two forces reached an unprecedented level!
Coupled with the fact that the Demon Race soldiers were now exhausted and exposed within the territory of the Kingdom of Dasi… based on all the above, now was the perfect time to wipe out the Demon Race in one fell swoop!
Once the threat of the Epidemic Poison was gone, given the nature of the Human Clan’s high-level leaders, they would surely turn hostile immediately and strike with the most thunderous methods to annihilate the Demon Race!
“Immediately move all Demon Race soldiers and patients away from the Medical Halls. Evacuate the Kingdom of Dasi through Jing City and return to the wilderness to take refuge,” Jiang Ke’er ordered decisively.
Outside Jing City lay the vast, uncivilized Forest. It was unsuitable for Human Clan survival, making it the home base of the Demon Race.
If they could leave Jing City and return to the Forest, they could temporarily resolve the crisis.
She just didn’t know if they would be in time.
Jiang Ke’er led a large group of critically ill Demon patients and arrived at Jing City first, only to find the city gates tightly shut.
A Barrier outside the city soared into the sky, so high that the top could not be seen, completely ruling out any possibility of climbing over.
“We were still too slow,” she sighed.
Since the other side had prepared in advance, it was likely too late to take a detour.
The Kingdom of Dasi must be filled with checkpoints now, having transformed into a grinding machine targeting the Demon Race.
A General clad in golden armor had been waiting there for a long time.
“Do you want to commit suicide, or should I kill you?” Yu Wenhua Ji stood below the city tower.
His armor shimmered with dazzling light, and his aura was extraordinary.
“Your horse is dead.”
“???”
Yu Wenhua Ji wasn’t riding a horse, so Jiang Ke’er was just talking smack.
Yu Wenhua Ji was not angry.
He simply looked at Jiang Ke’er and said with emotion, “Even as a ghost, Emperor Jing probably never imagined that the achievements he dreamed of would eventually become the capital for my name to go down in history… The great achievement of annihilating the Demon Race has actually fallen onto my head.”
“Oh.”
Jiang Ke’er responded perfunctorily while looking around for an escape Route.
However, the Human Clan army of the Kingdom of Dasi surrounded them. Their dense, overwhelming aura left her seeing no chance of survival.
Yu Wenhua Ji walked toward Jiang Ke’er unhurriedly.
“To be able to complete an Antidote using your own strength, you are indeed impressive. It’s just a pity you still lost to Sun Shizhang… If he is 1 second faster than you, I can lead you by the nose. Not to mention, he is a full half a day faster than you! I can make your entire Demon Race disappear from Shenzhou!”
After searching in all directions and confirming that she had no chance of escape, Jiang Ke’er finally gave up on running.
She let out a sigh and looked at the many critically ill Demon patients beside her with despair. For a moment, her heart was filled with guilt.
“I’m sorry, everyone,” she said, her voice choking up.
A thick sense of loss and self-blame made her feel incredibly miserable.
She truly, never in her wildest dreams, expected that Sun Shizhang could be so much faster than her.
Yu Wenhua Ji looked at Jiang Ke’er with satisfaction.
History books would record how he had won this beautiful victory, and Jiang Ke’er’s pain would be a satisfying stroke of the pen in those books.
“I thought that by standing on the shoulders of giants, I could find a real way out for everyone… I’m sorry, I overestimated myself.” Jiang Ke’er tilted her head back, letting tears roll down her cheeks.
‘I underestimated the Shenzhou Vastlands after all. Every generation brings forth new talents, and I… I am nothing at all. I’m just a piece of arrogant trash.’
Seeing Jiang Ke’er’s performance, Yu Wenhua Ji was overjoyed.
He hurriedly ordered the historian beside him to record every detail of the scene before them.
He had even already ordered people to start a live broadcast, transmitting this victorious scene to all the people of the Human Clan in Shenzhou.
He wanted to share the joy of victory with all his Human Clan compatriots across the land!
“This is not your fault.” A Demon man struggled to climb up from a stretcher.
He smiled and deactivated his disguise.
When Jiang Ke’er looked, that familiar, masculine face… it was actually Li Yuan!
Likely to protect his clansmen and join the battle as soon as he recovered, Li Yuan had also secretly come to the Kingdom of Dasi, disguising himself as an ordinary patient to receive treatment.
This was truly audacious.
This was Human Clan territory, and in his severely ill state, he had no power to resist. Once his identity was exposed, he would surely die.
Li Yuan patted Jiang Ke’er’s shoulder, his voice tinged with bitterness.
“How can we blame you? You have truly done everything within your power without missing a thing… The same goes for the Demon Race. We have used every means at our disposal, but we simply couldn’t outsmart these treacherous heavens.”
Simply couldn’t outsmart these treacherous heavens.
Jiang Ke’er shook her head. “I’m still too useless. If I wasn’t so weak, maybe… it wouldn’t have ended like this.”
“That’s right, you are too weak,” Yu Wenhua Ji added smugly from the side, fanning the flames.
“I didn’t think I would die in a situation like this. Sigh,” Jiang Ke’er gave a bitter smile.
“Forget it. Since I’m going to die anyway, can you let me die with a clear understanding?”
“You want to see the prescription?”
“Yes,” Jiang Ke’er nodded.
“Take it.” Yu Wenhua Ji ungenerously pulled out Sun Shizhang’s handwritten original prescription and threw it to Jiang Ke’er.
Since Jiang Ke’er was bound to die, it didn’t matter if he let her see it.
Doing so would even make him look magnanimous in the history books.
Jiang Ke’er caught the prescription, her heart full of respect for a stronger master.
She focused her full attention and respectfully examined every word on it.
“…?”
She looked it over several times, then glared at Yu Wenhua Ji suspiciously.
“I’m about to die, and you’re still tricking me? Is this really the prescription you guys are using?”
“I wouldn’t lie to a dying person. Don’t tell me you can’t understand it!” Yu Wenhua Ji said disdainfully.
Jiang Ke’er tilted her head, looking seriously into Yu Wenhua Ji’s eyes. “?”
Yu Wenhua Ji also tilted his head.
“¿”
Jiang Ke’er split her lips into a silly, foolish grin. “It’s not too late for you to start begging me now.”