Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2387: Drop to Your Knees, Just Like That?

"This..."

Facing the punishment for losing, Ma Yi hesitated.

With his level of Cultivation, even taking a million slaps wouldn’t cost him his life; this wager seemed much easier than staking Ye Haochuan’s life.

But in reality, if he really took a million slaps, he honestly wouldn’t know how he was supposed to keep mixing in these circles afterward.

Leaving aside an Alchemist’s pride, even an ordinary Cultivator would never accept such a humiliating disgrace.

"How about... we change the punishment?"

Hua Wen couldn’t bear it and pleaded.

"Alliance Hierarch, I used to admire your fairness, but just now you..."

Ye Haochuan only spoke halfway, then abruptly stopped.

Even though he didn’t finish, Hua Wen still understood what Ye Haochuan wanted to say, and his old face flushed red.

This kind of clearly biased handling getting caught by the party involved was really a bit embarrassing.

He was just about to defend himself when Ye Haochuan instead smiled and changed his wording: "You just heard our wager. He was the one swearing up and down that he’d chop me into minced meat. His so-called face—does that matter more than my life?"

Ye Haochuan didn’t expose his behind-the-scenes prompting, and Hua Wen finally let out a breath of relief.

But right now, he really couldn’t bring himself to plead for Ma Yi anymore.

Could only blame Ma Yi for being too arrogant just now, thinking his win was guaranteed and putting down too big a stake!

Seeing even Hua Wen keeping his mouth shut, Ma Yi looked a bit disappointed.

But he still clenched his teeth, stared straight at Ye Haochuan, putting on a posture of never yielding even in death.

Ye Haochuan glanced at him, then suddenly changed his tune: "Since Deacon Ma is so stubborn, why don’t we change the wager?"

"Change it to what?"

Ma Yi’s heart clearly leapt with joy, but he still pretended to be aloof.

"Of course we change it to the same as mine—bet your life!" Ye Haochuan sneered coldly.

Ma Yi was instantly shocked and blurted out, "Don’t go too far!"

"What do you mean, ’too far’?"

Ye Haochuan snorted: "You staking my life is perfectly justified, but me staking yours is ’going too far’? What, you really think your life is worth more than mine?"

Ma Yi didn’t feel the least bit guilty. He said firmly, "I’m a Deacon of the Danxi Alliance and the grand-disciple of the Ghostfire Pill Saint. My life is naturally worth more than yours!"

"Hahaha!"

Ye Haochuan couldn’t help laughing and said, "With that pathetic bit of promise you’ve got, all you can really flaunt are those bullsh*t titles you use to fool people, huh?"

"You..."

Ma Yi was furious and wanted to argue back.

"You what, you?"

Ye Haochuan cut him off directly and barked, "Aside from those dogsh*t titles, what are you good for? Is your Alchemy better than mine? Is your combat strength stronger than mine? Is your potential greater than mine? Other than piling on useless extra years, tell me, in what way are you better than me?"

"I..."

Ma Yi was dumbstruck, choked to the point he couldn’t get a single full sentence out.

"Say it—what exactly makes your life worth more than mine?" Ye Haochuan pressed him further.

"I... I..."

Ma Yi retreated step by step, his old face turning red like a monkey’s ass.

He felt utterly helpless now. He couldn’t outtalk Ye Haochuan, and his fists weren’t as hard as Ye Haochuan’s either. What was he supposed to do?

He turned his gaze to the others, as if seeking help.

But unfortunately, the people around had already been brainwashed by Ye Haochuan’s words and all felt that what Ye Haochuan said made perfect sense!

As the saying goes, if you don’t seek death, you won’t die. If he hadn’t been so aggressively pressing and spouting off about chopping Ye Haochuan into pieces for fertilizer if he lost, how would he have ended up in this embarrassing situation now?

With no one stretching out a helping hand, Ma Yi finally tasted despair.

Was he really going to leave his life here?

No. He was only a bit over forty. In the long lives of Cultivators, this was just the very beginning; his future was still very long.

No matter what he had to do, he refused to die so ignobly at this age.

With that thought, Ma Yi’s face hardened with resolve, like a warrior charging forward without hesitation.

He was going to fight fiercely for his life, to win his right to live.

And so... he knelt!

Yes—there was a thud as he dropped to his knees, then started slapping his own face with big, loud smacks, while yelling at the top of his lungs, "I was blind... I was blind..."

Damn, if you’d chosen to die with some courage, I’d still respect you as a man. But dropping to your knees the moment things get tough—have you no dignity at all?

Ye Haochuan looked down on him utterly.

Sure enough, like master, like disciple. With a teacher that lacks all bottom line, the disciple was never going to have any either.

Ye Haochuan ignored him after that. To him, a spineless man dying or living wasn’t any different.

He turned to Hua Wen and said, "So, can I join the Danxi Alliance now?"

"Yes, of course you can!"

Hua Wen hurriedly grabbed Ye Haochuan’s arm in delight, as if afraid that if he let go, this talent would slip away.

As he spoke, Hua Wen ordered someone to prepare the Danxi Alliance’s special medallion, and he directly promoted Ye Haochuan to Deacon.

With such generous treatment, Ye Haochuan was genuinely moved, but he hadn’t forgotten the purpose of his visit. He coughed awkwardly and said, "I wonder if the Danxi Alliance’s supply of herbs is open to me?"

"Of course!"

Hua Wen smiled and said, "However, for every five portions of herbs, you need to hand over one Pill refined from that herb as payment. If you can’t refine it, you must pay the equivalent value of the herb in Red Crystals."

There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and Ye Haochuan naturally understood.

Besides, this rule of one Pill for every five portions of herbs was set based on the low efficiency of Immortal Realm Alchemy. With his Pill Formation Rate, even if they charged one Pill per portion, he’d still be making a huge profit.

Take the Heavenly Soul Blood Fusion Pill he’d just refined as an example. With five sets of materials, he’d actually produced five furnaces of Pills.

Aside from the first furnace, which only yielded three Pills due to it being his first attempt, the other four furnaces each produced six Pills, and quite a few of them reached Spirit Level.

The reason he didn’t take out all the Pills was because he didn’t want to be too shocking and end up being treated by the Danxi Alliance like some alien, dissected and studied.

On top of that, all these Pills were Contribution Points for the South Sect to him; how could he possibly hand them all over?

Just a few Pills to slap Ma Yi’s face until it rang was more than enough, wasn’t it?

In short, this herb-for-Pill scheme of the Danxi Alliance was basically a "getting something for nothing" deal for Ye Haochuan. He couldn’t wait to bid farewell to Hua Wen and rush off to exchange for herbs.

The only thing that annoyed him slightly was that he could only exchange five portions of herbs at a time, and could only get the next batch after submitting the corresponding Pills.

Ye Haochuan’s plan to refine all the Pills needed for a million Contribution Points in one go was completely dashed.

Helpless, he could only grit his teeth, patiently exchanging herbs batch after batch and refining them.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. Just as Ye Haochuan had already exchanged more than three hundred thousand Contribution Points and was pushing hard to keep going, Yin Xirou suddenly came to his cave residence to find him, which surprised him.

"The Four Images Secret Realm is about to open. There are countless heavenly materials, earthly treasures and opportunities inside. Do you want to go?"