Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Just give it to them? But..." Guo Ziqi had more to say, but he saw Feng Jiu walk over to a nearby tree and sit down.

When Mu Ling and Pei Zixuan saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other. Giving the prey to them? But, for some reason, they didn't think Mu Jiu would let go of his prey.

When they saw that he didn't say anything, they made no other comments and just said, "Let's go!" They helped Shao Kaizhi, who was unconscious under the tree behind them, to the spot where Feng Jiu was sitting.

They assumed he switched places because the area smelled of blood. So, they didn't give much thought to other things.

They sat down under the tree and noticed Mu Jiu gathering some branches and lighting a small fire. They were baffled when they saw him take out a round cake and bake it in the flame.

Mu Ling and others noticed he didn't speak and assumed he was upset, so they apologised and said, "Mu Jiu, we're sorry." After going with their team, they not only failed to protect him but were also unable to keep the prey that he had to work hard to capture. They felt unworthy of their Venerable Master's trust.

Feng Jiu smiled. "There's nothing to apologise for. Don't worry about it. Sit and relax!"

When the disciples guarding the Iron-Skin Red Dragon on the other side saw that they had no intention of fighting them, they couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Cowards! I thought they have enough guts to fight with us! Surprisingly, they don't have the guts to even try."

"Brothers, ignore them. Let's take the useful parts of the Iron-Skin Red Dragon, peel off the skin, and divide them among ourselves."

They were talking with smiles and excitement, completely ignoring Mu Ling and the others. After all, the disparity in strength between their teams was significant. Even if they were willing to fight, it depends on whether or not they can win.

Mu Ling and the others sat there and watched, their hearts still brimming with anger. They were injured by this Iron-Skin Red Dragon, and in the end, the prey was forcibly taken by others, leaving them feeling disgruntled.

As the breeze blew gently, Feng Jiu continued to bake the large flatbread with a focused expression on her face. Without looking in that direction, she fanned lightly with her sleeve, causing the light smoke to escape and sending the aroma of freshly baked flatbread in all directions...

As time went on, cheers erupted because the iron hide covering the Iron-Skin Red Dragon had been peeled away. However, at this very moment.

"This Iron-Skin Red Dragon's tendon is also a rare good thing. Which of you is skilled with the sword? Take out the dragon tendons!"

"I'll do it!" A man said. While taking a small step forward, he shook his head. "How strange, why does my head feels like..." Before he was done talking, he already fell down.

"My head feels..."

"Thump!"

At this point, they all collapsed without warning. Everyone was startled. Mu Ling and the others were taken aback and instinctively stood up. "What's going on?"

But at this point, he noticed Mu Jiu take out water and put out the small fire, along with the large baked flatbread before he stood up and clapped his hands. "I used drugs, so I didn't have to waste my energy with them. They have also helped us peel the skin of the Iron-Skin Red Dragon. It's killing two birds with one stone."

She smiled at the stunned audience as she spoke, then stepped forward, emptying their space rings and other valuables, and crushed their teleportation jade tokens.

As the light flashed, all the disciples who had fallen to the ground unconscious were whisked away from the mystic realm...