Watching Greg Jensen leave side by side with Lukas Simon, Troy Miltonâs face couldnât help but darken, his eyes flashing a cold gleam.
Barry Wolfeâs martial skills were profound, and not even the four Family Heads could match himâfortunately, his network wasnât broad, and in the provincial city, he was like an unsupported single tree.
But now, this shortcoming seemed about to be erased!
Troy Milton said grimly, âWe must get rid of Barry Wolfe as soon as possible, this man is too dangerous! Once he succeeds, none of us will have good days ahead.â
Simon Cooper nodded thoughtfully, while Trent Preston was stunned.
He opened his mouth but said nothing.
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Greg Jensen followed Lukas Simon quickly to the barracks, where twenty or thirty soldiers lay including Randy Locke among them.
Unlike the rest, Randy Locke had taken a Qi Condensing Pill, and his inner vitality was still abundant; he wasnât entirely overtaken by the poisonous influence.
The other soldiers, however, were in a sorry state, each one pale and unconscious.
Even those few who had their eyes open were soulless, appearing to have lost their souls.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lukas Simon spoke urgently, âBrother Greg, please save my brothers!â
Greg Jensen remained silent and nodded, taking out a Qi Condensing Pill and handing it to Lukas Simon, âOne for each person, take it first and then letâs talk.â
âAlright.â
Lukas Simon hurriedly called over Guard Commander Elijah Hall to help distribute the Qi Condensing Pills.
Meanwhile, Greg Jensen had already taken out a silver needle, sterilized it, and began to help the soldiers expel the poisonous influence.
The poisonous influence was a blend of Yin energy and malevolent energy, possessing characteristics of both, and once it entered the body, it was extremely difficult to eliminate.
Greg Jensen could only use silver needles, aided by True Qi, to gather the poisonous influence from the soldiersâ bodies to one place, then draw it into his own body.
Soon after, the first soldier treated slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was a bit confused, but it was apparent that he was no longer in his previous foolish state.
Seeing this, Lukas Simon breathed a sigh of relief, but regret gnawed at him even more.
If it werenât for listening to people like Troy Milton and believing Randy Locke, they wouldnât have ended up in this situation, and his brothers wouldnât have been attacked by the poisonous influence.
If they had let Greg Jensen handle it, they might have already cleared the influence by now.
After treating a dozen soldiers in a row, Greg Jensenâs True Qi was already running low, and he was struggling to keep up.
He took out a Qi Condensing Pill and swallowed it, then sat down cross-legged, using the Guidance Technique to transform the pillâs potency into True Qi, replenishing his Dantian.
After some time, he stood up again and resumed the process of treating the soldiers.
Troy Milton and the others had already entered the tent and, seeing the situation inside, they dared not even take deep breaths, standing tense in a corner.
Greg Jensen didnât notice the movements of the three men behind him, and even if he had, he wouldnât have cared.
At that moment, his whole being was devoted to the task of rescuing the soldiers, his mind occupied by nothing else.
Dusk was approaching.
All twenty or so soldiers finally regained consciousness, and Greg Jensen was so tired he was nearly collapsing.
Nevertheless, he still approached Randy Locke, who was still unconscious.
Randy Locke had taken a Qi Condensing Pill earlier, which made his complexion better than the other soldiers, but that was just the surface. The level of poisonous influence inside him was two or three times higher than in the other soldiers.
Greg Jensen looked down at the closed-eyed Randy Locke and said coldly, âDo we save this man or not?â
Bradley Ford, his face bitter, bowed deeply to Greg Jensen and said, âPlease Mr. Jensen, lend your aid and save my martial uncle.â
Greg Jensen glanced at him, snorted coldly, sat down beside the bed, and began helping Randy Locke expel the poisonous influence.
The reason he had asked that question was because he felt some irritation; he had clearly told Bradley Ford not to enter the cave.
Originally, Bradley Ford expected Randy Locke to be dissuaded, but to my surprise, he still went in.
Not only did he go in, but he also caused such a catastrophic disaster!
If it werenât for some relationship with Bradley Ford, Greg Jensen would really let Randy Locke fend for himself.
Randy Locke was haughty yet incompetent, and always meddled blindly. It was bad enough that he brought disaster upon himself, but sooner or later, he would bring disaster upon unrelated people as well.
Almost two hours later, Greg Jensen pulled out all the silver needles and then slowly let out a breath of foul air.
Seeing this, Bradley Ford quickly approached and noticed that Randy Lockeâs complexion looked better than before, his face glowing with health, as if he had been asleep.
Howeverâ¦
âMr. Wolfe, may I ask when my uncle will wake up?â
Before Bradley Ford finished speaking, his eyes widened in shock as he saw Greg Jensen kick Randy Lockeâs body with a loud thud, almost kicking him off the ground.
Greg Jensen said coldly, âI know youâre awake. If you keep pretending to sleep, Iâll make sure you never wake up in this lifetime!â
The next second, Randy Locke, who had been unconscious until then, suddenly opened his eyes. His cloudy eyes were full of regret.
He said hoarsely, âThis is my fault, I will take full responsibility for all the sins.â
âCan you bear that responsibility?â
Guard Commander Elijah Hall got angry, pointed at Randy Lockeâs nose, and cursed, âIf it wasnât for Mr. Wolfe, my brothers would have met Yan Wang by now.
More than twenty iron-boned men, more than twenty lives, can you f*cking bear this responsibility?â
Randy Lockeâs face turned red with humiliation, but he didnât show even a hint of temper.
âGet up, donât f*cking sleep in my bed!â
As Lukas Simonâs Guard Commander and a straightforward man with great popularity, Elijah Hall was friends with many soldiers in the camp.
So, when he saw that Randy Locke had woken up, he didnât hold back and started berating him.
Randy Lockeâs face turned red and then pale as he quickly got up and ran off with his tail between his legs.
Just as he reached the doorway, two guards grabbed him like a chicken, and brought him back in.
A few soldiers who had regained consciousness joined in the verbal criticism, hurling insults at Randy Locke until he couldnât hold his head up.
No one noticed that Greg Jensenâs face had turned ashen.
âMr. Wolfe, thank you, this timeâ¦â
Lukas Simon came over, about to express his gratitude to Greg Jensen, but then noticed his complexion, and was taken aback:
âMr. Wolfe, are you alright?â
âIâm fine!â
âYour faceâ¦â
Greg Jensen shook his head and said, âFind me a quiet room, I need to purge the sinister energy within me.
âAlright!â
Lukas Simon turned to Elijah Hall and ordered, âElijah, quickly take Mr. Wolfe to my quarters. Stand guard outside. No one is allowed near him, under penalty of death!â
âYes!â
Elijah Hall immediately ran over, extremely respectful.
Without saying anything further, Greg Jensen followed him to Lukas Simonâs quarters. Then he took out a medicine bottle and carefully poured out a Qi Condensing Pill.
He put the Qi Condensing Pill into his mouth, then closed his eyes and began to practice the Guidance Technique, refining the sinister energy in his body.
Because there were quite a few people disturbed by the sinister energy this time, Greg Jensen had no time to refine the energy and had to temporarily seal it within his body.
After inhaling a large amount of sinister energy, the aftereffects kicked in.