Help! This savior is too stupid!

The painter is dead.

Died in Jiang Bai's hands.

Before killing the painter, Jiang Bai did not ask the painter those three questions because there was no need to ask.

Jiang Bai can ask a few more questions about people he doesn't know.

As long as Jiang Bai is not blind, he can clearly see the painter's evil deeds.

Oh, there is a blind man beside Jiang Bai, it was the painter's fault.

The shadow of the scale slowly disappeared, and the shadow of the dragonfly on Shan Qingyi's knife hilt lit up again.

She was a little curious and opened her eyes wide, as if she wanted to see clearly.

"Finished killing?"

"Um."

Jiang Bai looked at the wreckage on the ground.

The painter died in the revolving lantern. He was stabbed to the core by Jiang Bai with a hand knife. The cold air entered his body, frozen into ice cubes and then shattered into ice slag...

To put it simply, today’s painters are scum.

Fresh, fresh out of the oven, still chilly on top.

Apart from the scum everywhere, Jiang Bai's only harvest was most of a tattered fox skin.

He glanced down and saw that there were lines on the back of the fox fur, as if it had some kind of beast tattooed on it...

Jiang Bai put away the fox fur and waited until he had time to study it.

Shan Qingyi, who was wearing soy sauce all the time, suddenly had a dragonfly pattern on the handle of the knife.

"Huh?"

She got a [fair] reward.

This reward is a bit... too generous.

Shan Qingyi doubted that even if he won a fair duel with the third sublimation, he would not be able to get such a generous reward!

But in the fair battle with the painter, Jiang Bai was clearly involved.

Why do I get rewards?

Jiang Bai had obviously expected it and explained,

"It's okay. This is the reward for borrowing your sequence ability. We will probably split these rewards in half."

"Half and half?"

Shan Qingyi gestured twice with her hands and asked,

"How to divide it specifically?"

She needs to make sure that what she understands half and half is the same as what Jiang Bai understands.

"Ahem..."

Jiang Bai looked ashamed and his voice became weaker.

"Ninety-one points."

Shan Qingyi, one, Jiang Bai, nine.

However, Jiang Bai did not get this reward for nothing.

Originally, this reward was so generous. It was the result of the blessing of [Renhe]. The painter was also killed by Jiang Bai himself. This was the reward Jiang Bai deserved.

The immortal substance that poured into Jiang Bai's body immediately rushed towards the wound and began to heal Jiang Bai's injury.

During the battle, he and Feitian Snow Fox kept changing their injuries. Many times they just patched things up casually, and they had to consider a long battle.

For example, if toxins enter the body, Jiang Bai will only temporarily block the flesh and blood, but will not eradicate the toxins. He simply does not have the time and energy to protect the core area.

At this moment, the painter is dead, and Jiang Bai must eradicate the toxin as soon as possible to avoid future troubles.

After all, the painter originally had a death wish and tried to inflict as much damage to Jiang Bai as possible. In addition to toxins, many fox hairs penetrated Jiang Bai's body like steel needles, making it very troublesome to clean up.

More immortal matter is actually consumed in the finishing process than in the battle!

[Fairness] Most of the reduced rewards were spent on Jiang Bai repairing his body.

The remaining 30% turned into three light blue bamboo sticks in Jiang Bai's hands.

"By breaking the bamboo stick, you can make a [fair] transaction with the ghost treasure. The other party must clearly tell you all the rules and risks..."

This bamboo stick can work wonders when used properly.

Jiang Bai had already learned how difficult it was to deal with ghost treasures in the burial ground.

With the bamboo stick, at least when dealing with ghost treasures, there is an extra layer of protection. Even if you die, you will die clearly.

Jiang Bai thought for a while, this thing is not very useful on its own, and there are not many ghost-type secret treasures that can deceive him.

He took out two bamboo sticks and was about to hand them to Shan Qingyi. After thinking about it, he took out another bamboo stick. For a moment, he was a little undecided as to how many bamboo sticks he should give to Shan Qingyi.

If Wei Junjie were here, it would be much easier to deal with. Jiang Bai would not give Wei Junjie a bamboo stick, and Wei Junjie still owed Jiang Bai three bamboo sticks.

Shan Qingyi didn't know what he was up to and rolled his eyes.

"I said, if you keep grinding, it will be dawn!"

"Here is your reward for tonight."

Jiang Bai stuffed two bamboo sticks into Shan Qingyi and warned,

"One is yours, and the other is where I put it for you."

Shan Qingyi looked puzzled, "What's the difference?"

Jiang Bai patiently explained,

"If you put this thing where you are, it belongs to me after all. If you have to use it as a last resort, you can use it, and then return it to me with double the amount afterwards."

"rational."

Shan Qingyi took the two bamboo sticks and stretched out his hand to Jiang Bai.

"Lend me another bamboo stick."

Jiang Bai handed the bamboo stick out and asked puzzledly, "Is it urgent?"

"No, I just think that if you owe something, you still owe it. It's better to owe more."

Putting away the three bamboo sticks, Shan Qingyi did not continue talking about the bamboo sticks and asked instead,

"Aren't you going to treat my eyes?"

"It's being treated!"

Jiang Bai spoke plausibly,

"This world is a mess, and there are all kinds of scum. Kill them all first, and then heal your eyes to avoid seeing the dirty things!"

Shan Qingyi believed it, "That makes sense."

"Um...I'm curious to ask..."

Jiang Bai asked,

"Does anyone know how to treat your eyes?"

Shan Qingyi's blindness was born, the result of the artist's calculations, and it would be difficult to cure it even with practice.

Since Jiang Bai agreed to treat Shan Qingyi, he must have a clue. If Shan Qingyi becomes a good doctor after a long illness, he might have a clue.

Shan Qingyi nodded, "Someone knows."

"who?"

"painter."

Jiang Bai:......

"I just killed the painter."

"I know."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You didn't ask!"

"rational..."

Shan Qingyi yawned, her red sleeves swaying in the wind, turned and left,

"I'm sleepy, I'll go back first."

"Go slowly, don't send me away."

Jiang Bai didn't even look at Shan Qingyi, but looked at another existence - the white spider king in the circle.

Before Jiang Bai could speak, the Spider Emperor took the initiative and said,

"I'll give you a reason not to kill me."

He is more aware of current affairs than Jiang Bai imagined.

Unfortunately, the Spider King miscalculated a bit.

Among the same clan, those who understand current affairs are considered heroes. As long as everyone is still in the same camp, Jiang Bai will not really kill Wei Junjie.

However, Spider Emperor and Jiang Bai are neither of the same race nor in the same camp.

The more aware of current affairs, the greater the threat.

What's more, this is not the first time Jiang Bai has dealt with the Spider King. He had met the old Beast King when he first met him. Even if good and evil were separated, what was left was still an evil thought.

Jiang Bai said patiently, "Say."

Spider Emperor said, "The old Beast Emperor asked me to take charge of the strange beasts outside the Qinhan Pass."

Jiang Bai shook his head. This reason could not save the Spider Emperor's life.

The old Beast King is dead. It is normal for Jiang Bai not to give the old Beast King face.

The Spider King continued, "In the future, there will be three beast kings outside the Qinhan Pass, and I am just one of them..."

"I don't listen to that."

Jiang Bai interrupted the other party and asked,

"How do you control the intensity of this war?"

This war cannot be stopped, because this is a melting pot, and warriors must be forged with blood and iron. There is no way to avoid it.

Avoiding this battle will only cause them to suffer a complete defeat on the battlefield in the future.

What Jiang Bai needs to do is to make this furnace battlefield less dead, and if conditions permit, less dead beasts.

"This...this..."

The Spider King's legs began to flip, his spider eyes scanned all the cheat sheets, and he said helplessly,

"The teacher didn't leave me an answer!"

Obviously, what he just said was based on what Feitian Snow Fox taught.

Jiang Bai gave him a cold look. Jiang Bai didn't care whether the other person was pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

If you want to kill the Spider Emperor here, Jiang Bai can indeed do it, but just as the Spider Emperor said.

When a Beast King dies, there will be a new Beast King.

The chaos must be stopped as soon as possible so that fewer people die.

Jiang Bai asked the question he was most concerned about, "If you want to be the Beast King, what else are you missing?"

Hearing Jiang Bai's question, the Spider Emperor quickly said,

"There are too many beings among the alien beasts polluted by the starry sky. We must kill at least 200,000, no, 150,000..."

"Is it true that if you kill these two hundred thousand strange beasts and you become the Beast King, you can stabilize the situation?"

"yes!"

"Okay, I'll figure it out."

Jiang Bai glanced at the Spider Emperor coldly, suddenly smiled, and asked,

"When you put the lives of 200,000 exotic beasts as trading chips, have you ever thought about the price you have to pay?"

The painter took the old Beast King's life, and he himself paid for the old Beast King's life.

In order to become the Beast King, the Spider King had to die 200,000 strange beasts. Can he afford this price?

The Spider King looked confused, "But aren't you here to kill the strange beasts?"

"This is your road to becoming the Beast King. What, am I going to be the Beast King for you?"

Jiang Bai shook his head,

"Besides, who said I want to kill? I like small animals very much, and I even have a dog at home..."

Jiang Bai did not continue talking nonsense with the Spider Emperor, and left the battlefield directly, returning to Qinhan Pass.

He needs to think about how to kill 200,000 strange beasts, and... what price will he pay for doing so?

...

At Qinhan Pass, the warm autumn sun hangs over the city, covering the small building.

"Brother Jiang Bai!"

Riding on the blood leopard, Shan Hongyi stood in front of the small building and waved to Jiang Bai. She seemed to be holding something in her arms.

Jiang Bai looked intently and saw Shan Hongyi holding a bamboo tube in his arms. The bamboo tube was densely packed with bamboo sticks.

Jiang Bai was a little surprised, "Where did this thing come from?"

"ah?"

Shan Hongyi was stunned for a moment.

"Didn't you borrow it from my sister?"

"Children, don't talk nonsense. I, Jiang Bai, have been upright and upright throughout my life. I have never borrowed anything from anyone!"

Jiang Bai casually took the bamboo tube and glanced at it. There were at least fifty or sixty bamboo sticks inside. Each stick was of the same grade as the ones Jiang Bai gave to Shan Qingyi, but there were no three sticks given by Jiang Bai.

Apparently, Shan Qingyi mastered the method of making bamboo sticks and could produce them in batches.

Even so, such a large amount is probably what Shan Qingyi has accumulated over the years, which is pretty much the same.

Jiang Bai shook the bamboo tube and asked, "When your sister gave you this thing, didn't she tell you anything?"

Shan Qingyi would not give such an important thing to Shan Hongyi for no reason. Besides, the things are all left here. It would not waste time to leave a few more sentences.

"Explained!"

Shan Hongyi imitated her sister, her face was frosty, she even rolled her eyes and said word by word,

"If you put this thing where you are, it belongs to me after all. If you have to use it as a last resort, you can use it, and then return it to me with double the amount afterwards."