Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Ah!" The short-haired Half-Step Supreme Poison Devil screamed in pain as he was once again pierced through the chest by Qin Xixuan's sword.    

With such a serious injury, if it was an ordinary Poison Devil, he would have died already.    

However, he was a Half-Step Supreme Poison Devil with a strong vitality. This was still considered a fatal injury.    

He quickly absorbed the Heroic Spirit Energy he had just collected and used it to heal his injuries as fast as possible.    

However, this Heroic Spirit Energy was only a drop in the bucket to him. After absorbing so much Heroic Spirit Energy, he could only control his injuries.    

He looked at Qin Ming and Qin Xixuan with a very ugly expression.    

Why did Qin Ming and Qin Xixuan choose him?    

If he had chosen someone else, he could have watched from the side and helped casually.    

Indeed, although the others had helped him, they had only helped him casually.    

Just like now, they were still killing the Heroic Spirits and did not care about his life or death. No one gave him any Heroic Spirit Energy.    

"If I die, the next one will be you!" The short-haired Half-Step Poison Devil said angrily.    

The others did not care about him. They had already collected quite a lot of Heroic Spirit Energy.    

They knew that as long as they could find a quiet place and absorb the Heroic Spirit Energy, they would be able to stabilize their Martial Tao realm.    

It was not enough to stabilize their martial arts cultivation. They needed to continue to improve. If they wanted to break through a small realm, they would need more Heroic Spirit Energy.    

Seeing that the Half-Zhizun Poison Demons did not care about the short-haired Poison Demon's life or death, Qin Ming was a little surprised.    

He did not expect the Poison Demons to be so selfish.    

Even if it was related to their own lives, the threat was not as great as before. They still chose to ignore it.    

After thinking for a moment, Qin Ming understood.    

This had something to do with the Poison Demon Clan's system.    

The Poison Demon Clan's system was to nurture true geniuses and experts.    

In order to nurture a Divine Beast Realm Poison Demon, at least a hundred ordinary Poison Demons had died.    

They would even put two Poison Demons with the same martial arts realm together and let them fight each other. In the end, only one of them would be qualified to survive.    

Other than fighting each other, there were also a lot of competitions. The faster the martial arts realm of the Poison Demon Clan, the more resources they would get.    

Although the Poison Demon Clan had a lot of resources, there were also a lot of Poison Demons. The Poison Demon Clan would give the experts more resources, but they would give the weak ones very little.    

Therefore, if the Poison Demon Clan wanted to survive and become stronger, they could only work hard to fight, or even use any means to fight.    

Of course, after reaching the Divine Beast Realm, there was no need to fight.    

However, because they had been fighting since they were young, when there were limited resources, they began to compete again.    

The competition in the Poison Demon Clan was very cruel. Even if their companions were about to be killed, they didn't want to interfere.    

The Poison Demons were more concerned about themselves, considering their own interests.    

Because of this, even though the short-haired Half-Zhizun Poison Demon was not in a good state, they still did not care.    

Seeing this, Qin Ming knew that his chance had come.    

He glanced at Qin Xixuan, then waved his hand at the Heroic Spirits around him. He called them to his side and slowly disappeared.    

With the help of the Heroic Spirits, he disappeared from the sight of the Half-Zhizun Poison Demons.