Chapter 85: Stealing a Chicken Only to Lose the Rice

Hu Mei'er had long anticipated that Zhang Yi would have this attitude.

She was not annoyed either.

She continued to smile outside the door, appearing quite good-tempered.

"Zhang Yi, I know, it was my fault before. As for the little conflict between us, do you really still have to take it to heart? We are all here at the Demon Saint mansion to participate in the competition; who knows, we might even be able to become friends in the future. Having one more friend means one more path, after all."

"Don't be so petty. Open the door and let me send this bowl of soup in for you. It was hard enough to brew, it will be cold in a moment..."

Hu Mei'er's voice was quite bewitching.

The sound was also surprisingly pleasant.

Listening to Hu Mei'er's affected, artificial voice, Zhang Yi felt his stomach churning.

Did she really take him for a fool?

Making friends with the Fox Clan was no different from asking a tiger for its hide.

He cursed "vixen" under his breath, calculating how to take advantage of this opportunity.

He would use this Hu Mei'er to test his newly acquired "Universal Divine Skill".

This skill could only be used once a day; it was very precious.

He had previously thought about saving it to deal with a formidable enemy, but now...

Looking at the test subject who had delivered herself to his door, it would be a waste not to use it!

Zhang Yi walked to the door on tiptoe, holding his breath.

He could hear Hu Mei'er's rapid breathing, and could even feel her warm breath spraying onto his face through the crack in the door.

This vixen was actually pressing her ear against the door to eavesdrop!

A wicked smile curled the corners of his mouth, and he suddenly yanked the door open!

"Ah!"

Hu Mei'er let out a cry of surprise, her body falling backward uncontrollably, and the steaming bowl of medicinal soup in her hand nearly flew out.

Zhang Yi was quick-eyed and nimble-handed; he grabbed her slender arm and pulled her back in one motion.

After Hu Mei'er stood steady, she gave a charming smile, her eyes darting, and she coquettishly said, "Brother Zhang, what are you doing inside? Why did it take so long to open the door? Look, the soup is almost cold."

As she spoke, she pushed the soup bowl in her hand forward.

The soup was clear, with a few goji berries and thin slices of ginseng floating on top, emitting an enticing fragrance.

Zhang Yi glanced down and sneered inwardly.

This vixen really had gone to great pains!

There was no telling what kind of ingredients had been added to this soup.

He said with a forced smile, "Hu Mei'er, thank you for brewing soup for me, but I just ate some lion meat and am not hungry. You should drink this soup yourself."

Upon hearing this, Hu Mei'er did not insist; she took the bowl and made a show of preparing to drink.

Just as her red lips parted, ready to put the soup into her mouth, Zhang Yi suddenly made a move and snatched the soup bowl away.

He tilted his head back and drank it all in a few gulps.

Hu Mei'er was stunned, watching helplessly as Zhang Yi drank down the "Spirit Pill" medicinal soup she had painstakingly brewed, the smile on her face instantly stiffening.

Her heart was bleeding!

This was medicinal soup she had brewed using two precious Spirit Pills.

She had originally intended to just go through the motions and feint, but who would have thought this brat would actually drink it!

"Ah, sorry, I suddenly felt a bit thirsty."

Zhang Yi put down the empty bowl and looked at Hu Mei'er with an innocent face, "The taste isn't bad, just a little bland."

Hu Mei'er endured the heartache and squeezed out a smile, "As long as Brother Zhang likes it."

Hu Mei'er's eyes rolled around, her charm fully displayed in the movement of her gaze, "Brother Zhang, what are you doing inside? I have been waiting for a long time. Is Shizhentian's demon core hard to digest?"

She deliberately emphasized the words "your servant," her sweet, delicate voice enough to make one's bones go soft.

Zhang Yi sneered in his heart; this vixen changed her face faster than turning a page.

Just a moment ago it was "Zhang Yi," and now it had become "Brother Zhang"; she was clearly trying to fish for information.

He remained calm on the surface, pretending to be exhausted as he rubbed his temples, "It's alright, it's alright. Shizhentian's demon core is indeed overbearing and hard to digest, but once refined, it is of great benefit to increasing one's strength."

Hu Mei'er was startled upon hearing this.

The way this brat spoke so lightly, could it be... could it be that they had already refined the entire demon core?!

How could this be!

How powerful was Shizhentian's demon core? Even if a whole group of them shared it, it would be impossible to finish refining it so quickly!

Her eyes darted even faster, calculating how to extract some benefits from Zhang Yi.

"Brother Zhang, I see your complexion is not very good. Would you like me to help you rub your shoulders and pound your back?"

As Hu Mei'er spoke, she made a move to step forward, her soft, boneless hands about to land on Zhang Yi's shoulders.

Zhang Yi stepped aside calmly and looked at her with a half-smile, "Hu Mei'er, there is no need for us to play these games. I know what you are thinking."

Hu Mei'er felt a chill from his gaze, but her face remained plastered with a charming smile.

"Brother Zhang is joking. What could I be thinking? I am just concerned about Brother Zhang's health..."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Zhang Yi interrupted her, a playful smile curling his lips, "When I was refining the demon core, there was indeed some residual energy left that was hard to absorb. If you want it, I can share some with you."

Upon hearing this, Hu Mei'er was overjoyed and nearly jumped up.

She thought she had misheard, and stared at Zhang Yi in disbelief with wide eyes, "Really? Brother Zhang, are you really willing to share some with me?"

"Of course."

Zhang Yi nodded, pretending to be generous, "However, this energy is overbearing. I need to input it from your Heavenly Spirit Point, so turn your back."

Hu Mei'er was so muddled by excitement at this moment that she could no longer care about anything else; without a second thought, she turned around and obediently faced away from Zhang Yi.

She even took the initiative to brush her long hair to one side, exposing her fair nape.

Watching her impatient appearance, Zhang Yi's inner sneer grew even colder.

He slowly extended his hand, his palm condensing a ball of pale golden energy; it appeared gentle, but in reality, it concealed a murderous intent.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Yi's voice was low and magnetic.

"Mm..."

Hu Mei'er closed her eyes and responded in a delicate voice, her heart filled with anticipation.

Zhang Yi's palm lightly pressed against Hu Mei'er's Heavenly Spirit Point, and that ball of pale golden energy slowly flowed into her body.

Hu Mei'er only felt a warm current surge in, making her whole body feel indescribably comfortable; she was secretly delighted, thinking that this brat really hadn't lied to her, and this energy was indeed incomparably pure!

However, she failed to notice that as the energy flowed in, her originally rosy complexion gradually turned pale.

Her originally plump skin also began to shrivel, just like a delicate flower rapidly withering.

Yet, a cold sneer appeared on Zhang Yi's face.

Just a moment ago.

He had already secretly activated the Universal Divine Skill and transformed the divine skill into one that absorbs energy in reverse.

As time passed, the energy within Hu Mei'er's body surged into Zhang Yi's body like a tide.

He felt his own strength constantly increasing, while Hu Mei'er was like a deflated ball, her body growing weaker and weaker.