I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating Chapter 157

Sixty-nine Dragons (1)

Li Ran stared at the significantly diminished curse within his dantian, completely stunned.

He clutched the vial containing the Spirit Returning Pills he had purchased from Hua Yun Medicine Shop, unable to contain his overwhelming elation!

Ever since he had been cursed by a demonic creature during an unfortunate incident in a trial, his standing within the sect had plummeted. As a mere Rank 2 cultivator without many spirit stones, he had resigned himself to a life of hardship. He never imagined that the pills would actually work.

Li Ran never could have anticipated that a mere rumour could change the course of his life. Grasping the jade vial tightly, he hastily contacted his close friends, hoping to stock up on the pills before their popularity soared.

However, he had underestimated the speed at which news could spread. Just as he recovered, the news about the extraordinary effects of Hua Yun Medicine Shop’s Spirit Returning Pills seemed to have grown wings and spread rapidly.

Undeterred, Li Ran set out early the next morning with his friend to Hua Yun Medicine Shop, only to find a crowd already gathered at the entrance.

“The shop is open!” an excited voice called out. The waiting crowd immediately surged forward in a frenzy, catching Uncle Zong off guard with their fervor.

“Shopkeeper, I want four vials of Grade 1 Spirit Returning Pills!” Li Ran, who was at the forefront, shouted while locking eyes with Uncle Zong.

Uncle Zong, a lion beastman, was nearly startled by Li Ran’s determined demeanor. However, before Uncle Zong could respond, the crowd erupted.

“Damn, there are only eleven vials in total, and you want four? Aren’t you afraid of getting killed? “

“Shopkeeper, I can offer a higher price! I want three vials!”

A clamor erupted instantly, and Uncle Zong couldn’t take it any longer. His powerful beastman aura swept outwards as he shouted, “Shut up, all of you!”

His command silenced the crowd, and no one dared to speak anymore.

Just as Uncle Zong was about to decide who would be served first, Uncle Chen, the strategist, suddenly entered the shop from outside. His gaze swept over the crowd, his eyes creasing into a warm smile as he spoke, “There’s a limited quantity of pills available, so each person is allowed to buy a maximum of one pill. One pill costs five low-grade spirit stones. There are only sixty pills left.”

As his words fell, a formidable aura emanated from a member of the tiger clan, causing the expressions of the cultivators to change immediately. This was especially true for Li Ran, who was right in front. Facing the smiley Uncle Chen, he trembled and couldn’t muster a word, a stark contrast to how he had yelled at Uncle Zong.

“O-One Grade 1 Spirit Returning Pill,” Li Ran stammered weakly as he handed over five low-grade spirit stones.

The people behind also quieted down. After all, beastmen who owned shops in the marketplace were not to be trifled with.

Once the pills were sold out, those who had missed out on the purchase felt a mixture of resentment and the sentiment of “if I can’t have it, neither can you,” prompting them to spread the news.

The ones who reaped the greatest benefits were Uncle Zong and Uncle Chen, who gleefully closed the shop’s doors and began counting the spirit stones.

“Calculate how much we’ve earned,” asked Auntie Yun, whose spirits had improved considerably lately due to the effects of Mu Wanwan’s Condensed Snow Pills. The pills had a significant impact on the witch’s curse within her body. There were much fewer fine lines around her eyes, and she seemed to have turned back the clock by a decade. Even her interactions with Uncle Zong carried a hint of playfulness.

“More profit came from the later sales. Based on the price we offered Xiao Qian earlier, we need to give her an additional seven medium-grade spirit stones,” Uncle Chen replied, his mind working quickly.

Auntie Yun smiled, “That girl will definitely be overjoyed. It’s also our good fortune to have encountered her.”

Uncle Chen nodded, “But her identity— have you two never harbored any doubts about it?”

Auntie Hua, who was standing by the side, shot her husband a fierce glare, “Why bring up something like this now?”

Uncle Zong laughed heartily, “What do you think?”

Uncle Chen sighed, “As long as you’re aware, that’s good. Her enemies are too powerful. Things are fine now, but who knows how long this peace will last.”

Uncle Zong patted his shoulder, “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there. While Yun and I might not be able to protect that husband of hers, it’s not entirely impossible for us to protect her if the need arises.”

Auntie Yun met Auntie Hua’s concerned gaze and also smiled, “Don’t worry. If something were to happen, we may not promise anything else, but we’ll certainly ensure her safety. At our age, we’re unlikely to have our own children. If we had a daughter back then, she might be around the same age as her now.”

Auntie Hua let out a sigh and smiled too. In truth, she wasn’t worried that something would happen to Mu Wanwan. After all, her skill in cultivating spiritual plants and refining elixirs meant that even if the current ruler, Ao Qin, wanted to harm the Dragon Sovereign, it wouldn’t implicate her.

Furthermore, as long as they managed the aftermath well, she wouldn’t face any issues for the time being. As for her husband, there wasn’t much they could do to help him either.

The sky gradually darkened, and Mu Wanwan, who was being protected without knowing it, was currently sitting in the room with Mister Long, who could not be protected.

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The atmosphere inside the room was extremely delicate, and both the human and the dragon were somewhat conflicted.

Their conflict wasn’t about anything else but the issue of sleeping at night.

Technically, cultivators didn’t need to sleep every day. Besides, there was only one room and one bed in the palace.

Both of them had already finished washing up for the night. Mister Long was sitting on the edge of the bed, glancing at Mu Wanwan who was pretending to play with Mengmeng. Many thoughts raced through his mind——

He had been in a comatose state before. Tonight was his first night awake. Did that mean that tonight was their wedding night?

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