Chapter 398: Who Are You Trying to Disgust!

"Clan Leader, are you alright?"

When the pale-faced Lan Qingyou was teleported back, Ursula immediately walked up.

At this time, Ursula had already recovered quite a bit, at least she was awake, and the large bump knocked out on her forehead had also dissipated, only slightly bruised and purple still remained.

But it was harmless.

Speaking of which, Lan Qingyou's battle was probably the longest in the entire quarter-finals.

It lasted for over ten minutes.

Relying solely on this ten-minute time to recover so much, as expected, magic power is omnipotent.

"It's nothing, just a bit anemic."

...

Being drained of blood like this, and actually just saying she's a bit 'anemic'?

Dammit! Why does it feel like she's showing off!

Although there were things like Healing Potions which could pull you back from the gates of hell as long as you still had a breath and a bit of Health Value.

But in reality, those who had truly gone out and fought monsters, and wandered in instances all knew one thing.

That is, it's best not to let your Health Value fall below fifty percent.

Because that would make you feel weak, thereby affecting your movements and judgment, which in turn could lead to you losing your life in a battle.

But Lan Qingyou's appearance just now clearly showed her Health Value was below fifty percent.

No! Experienced warriors who were frequently injured even speculated it might have dropped to the ten percent dying line.

But she survived just like that.

And as if completely unaffected, she applied the Potion to herself, even mocked her enemy for a bit, and watched with keen interest as the other party died.

This fundamentally wasn't something humans could accomplish.

No, even Witches probably couldn't do it, right? After all, this world also had this world's rules, and feeling weak when Health Value dropped was one of them.

"Didn't the Tower Witch say earlier that the Demon Race has the Undying attribute? Do you guys think this Witch might also have it?"

"Hmm... what you said is really possible, otherwise there's fundamentally no way to explain how she could recover from the dying line without caring."

"Are you kidding! An entire Demon Race having the Undying attribute is already giving people headaches, now there's the Witch Race too, do you want people to live or not?"

"Are you having a headache? You're just envious, jealous, and hateful, I'm just too embarrassed to expose you."

"No, what he said makes sense, but I feel an entire Witch Race having the Undying attribute is a bit exaggerated. I have a Witch friend, and besides having the Ageless attribute, she fundamentally doesn't have the Undying attribute."

"So you're saying it's very likely only the Tower Witch has it? That's too unfair."

"Who knows."

"Didn't you guys hear the other party say life-saving item? Pretending to be deaf, are we."

"Item? Oh oh, right, seems like she did say that. But I still lean more towards the Undying attribute."

"Compared to this, I'm more concerned about whether that Xin Tianle's corpse will resurrect."

"It shouldn't, look at that transparent referee, when the Witch fell earlier it didn't announce victory, but when Xin Tianle fell it announced it, so clearly he's really dead as a doornail."

"I'm not talking about the fact that he died, I'm saying didn't the Tower Witch say earlier that he can resurrect? Resurrect! If he resurrects, wouldn't the Witch have fought this battle for nothing?"

"Right, Demons can resurrect, that's why they are Undying..."

"Wait, look, Xin Tianle's corpse!"

Just as someone was questioning, the person next to them pointed at the Sky Screen, and everyone immediately looked up.

They saw on the empty arena, Xin Tianle's corpse rapidly weathering into a pile of ashes, and subsequently being blown by the wind...

Only those red toxic mushrooms remained on the arena.

"..."

"Those ashes were all blown away by the wind, can he still resurrect?"

"Never died before, not very clear."

"The main body is gone, probably can't resurrect anymore."

"I think so too, otherwise the Tower Witch absolutely wouldn't have left so easily."

"Indeed, given her level of cruelty, if Xin Tianle had even a one percent chance of resurrecting, she absolutely wouldn't leave the arena so easily."

"It seems you know the Tower Witch very well."

"I'm untalented, I am exactly one of the hundred or so survivors from District 666."

"Then you're truly awesome."

The world channel was fiercely discussing Lan Qingyou's matter, while Lan Qingyou at this time had already entered resting mode.

After all, having lost so much blood, for the afternoon battle, no matter what, she had to rest and recuperate well first, and nurse her body back to health.

Therefore, after returning to the Rest Area, Lan Qingyou started eating directly.

Right now, only eating could let her recover quickly.

"If you want to replenish your blood, I actually have several kinds of homemade Potions here."

Just as Lan Qingyou was gorging herself with Ursula's help, Elisa, who was reading a book on the chaise lounge opposite, spoke up.

Ursula, who was 'transporting' food for Lan Qingyou, immediately looked at the other party vigilantly upon hearing this.

"You aren't planning to learn from our Clan Leader and poison before the match, are you."

Ursula's worry wasn't unreasonable.

After all, Lan Qingyou had just personally demonstrated the possibility of this kind of underhanded trick not long ago, so worrying that someone wanted to follow suit was only natural now.

But...

"Although I'm not worried about you poisoning it, the pride of being an Alchemist makes it impossible for me to accept your goodwill."

Lan Qingyou looked at Elisa with a firm gaze.

Of course she knew Elisa wanted her to recover to her most perfect state, because only then would defeating her have any meaning.

But just as she said.

It was fundamentally impossible for her to do so.

Are you joking.

One Alchemist using the Potion of another Alchemist in order to recover... who are you trying to disgust.

"Is that so, that's truly a pity."

Elisa, who was reading, hadn't even lifted her head, that level of pretension made even Lan Qingyou call her an expert.

But also because of Lan Qingyou's refusal, the entire Rest Area instantly fell into an atmosphere that was slightly awkward, but no one minded.

"Speaking of which, congratulations on getting third place."

After stuffing a fist-sized piece of shrimp meat into her mouth, Lan Qingyou smiled at Ursula.

"No, this situation is all because you killed that Xin Tianle, otherwise with my current abilities, defeating Xin Tianle would probably take a lot of effort."

Ursula bowed devoutly.

This wasn't her being modest, but a conclusion she drew after hearing Lan Qingyou's revelation about the Demon Race.

Facing the Thick-skinned Demon Race that didn't have many weaknesses, her Distortion Demon Eye couldn't physically deal much damage at least, at most just twisting them into a pretzel.

Mentally, it could at most slightly alter the other party's thoughts.

And this was still based on the premise that the other party's spirit was lower than hers.

But how could a spirit that could even make Lan Qingyou fall into Illusion Magic be low?