Chapter 1295

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　　Early morning.
　　The fiery red sun jumped out from the clouds, and the warm sunlight coated the Vatican’s Papal Palace with a dazzling golden glow, making this palace look extremely sacred.
　　Two figures stood side by side on the wall of the Papal Palace, looking into the distance.
　　They were precisely Ye Qiu and the prophet.
　　“The compensation and friendship agreements of the nine countries have all been completed. Ye Qiu, thank you.” The prophet said gratefully.
　　“You don’t have to be polite with me.” Ye Qiu said, “Find a place and I’ll help you restore your cultivation.”
　　“You can help me restore my cultivation？” The prophet’s beautiful eyes were filled with shock.
　　Ye Qiu said, “I want to give it a try. As for whether it will succeed or not, I’m not sure.”
　　“Whether it succeeds or not, I’m grateful to you.” The prophet then said, “Yesterday you fought with the masters of the nine countries, and then went to the Burj Al Arab Hotel late at night. You traveled all night and didn’t sleep. Why not take a rest first？”
　　“Anyway, I’m not in a hurry. Wait until you’ve rested well, and then help me restore my cultivation, okay？”
　　Ye Qiu knew that the Prophet was being considerate of him and smiled, “Don’t worry. Not sleeping for one night is nothing to me. After all, I am a King-level expert now.”
　　Only then did the Prophet wake up. That’s right. King-level experts are already the most powerful beings in this world. Not to mention that Ye Qiu just didn’t sleep for one night. Even if he didn’t sleep for several days and nights, didn’t eat or drink for several days and nights, he would be fine.
　　Ye Qiu said, “You find a quiet place and hurry up. After helping you restore your cultivation, I’m going back to the country.”
　　”Back to the country？ So soon？” The Prophet said, “Didn’t you say yesterday that you could stay in Vatican for two days？”
　　”Yes, yesterday and today.”
　　Hearing this, there was a thick sense of loss between the Prophet’s brows.
　　Regarding the Prophet’s loss, Ye Qiu pretended not to see it and urged, “Hurry up and find a place！”
　　The Prophet put away her loss and asked, “Is this place okay？”
　　Ye Qiu took a look. The city wall was extremely tall and there was no one to disturb. It was indeed a good place.
　　”It’s okay. Let’s start！”
　　Immediately, the two sat cross-legged facing each other.
　　Ye Qiu first took out more than a dozen hundreds-of-years-old medicinal materials from the Qiankun bag, crushed them into powder, and asked the Prophet to take them.
　　Subsequently, the two faced each other with their palms. Ye Qiu transmitted his power into the Prophet’s body through his palms to help her absorb the medicinal power.
　　Soon, wisps of white smoke emerged from the Prophet’s head.
　　Half an hour later.
　　The prophet completely absorbed all the medicinal power.
　　Ye Qiu checked the prophet’s pulse and found that her cultivation level was still at the Venerable Realm. Frowning, he took out the golden needles again and began to acupuncture the prophet.
　　This was the first time Ye Qiu had helped someone restore their cultivation level.
　　Not long ago, after his cultivation level dropped, it was by finding the dragon vein that he was able to restore his cultivation level.
　　Logically speaking, only natural treasures or miraculous pills would have the possibility of helping the prophet restore her cultivation level. However, Ye Qiu wanted to give it a try. With the great increase in his cultivation level, his understanding in medicine had also improved a lot.
　　“Whoosh　whoosh　whoosh！”
Ye Qiu’s acupuncture speed was extremely fast, either picking or stabbing, like performing magic, making people.
　　In less than a minute, he had inserted ninety-nine golden needles into the prophet’s body.
　　With a flick of his finger.
　　“Buzz！”
　　The ninety-nine golden needles emitted a bright golden light and almost trembled simultaneously, making a buzzing sound.
　　“Do you have any feelings？” Ye Qiu asked.
　　“Not yet.” The prophet replied.
　　Ye Qiu’s frown became tighter.
　　“It shouldn’t be like this. Logically speaking, after acupuncture, the prophet’s cultivation level should show signs of restoration. Why doesn’t she have any feelings at all？”
　　Thinking of this, Ye Qiu pressed his right hand on the prophet’s head and input his power into the prophet’s body through the palm of his hand.
　　A full quarter of an hour passed, and Ye Qiu found that the Prophet’s cultivation still showed no sign of recovery.
　　“Strange, what exactly went wrong？ Could it be that the power is not enough？”
　　Ye Qiu circulated the Nine-Turn Dragon Art and increased his power to the extreme.
　　“Roar——”
　　A shocking dragon roar sounded.
　　Immediately afterwards, seventy-two dragon qi emerged behind Ye Qiu.
　　Each dragon qi was about three zhang long, with a golden body, like real dragons dancing, with a terrifying momentum.
　　The seventy-two dragon qi represented Ye Qiu’s strongest power.
　　Under Ye Qiu’s control, the seventy-two dragon qi quickly wrapped around the Prophet, and then a continuous stream of power rushed into the Prophet’s meridians.
　　Finally, the Prophet’s complexion turned ruddy, and her cultivation gradually recovered.
　　However, the recovery speed was very slow.
　　Time passed minute by minute.
　　In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.
　　Cold sweat covered Ye Qiu’s forehead, and his face was pale. The huge consumption made him almost unable to stand steadily.
　　Helpless, Ye Qiu picked a leaf of the Golden Sacred Tree from the Qiankun bag and swallowed it.
　　Instantly, his physical strength was restored.
　　He continued to help the Prophet recover her cultivation.
　　Another hour passed, and just when Ye Qiu could hardly hold on anymore, finally, the Prophet’s cultivation was restored to the initial stage of the King Realm.
　　Only then did Ye Qiu stop.
　　The moment he withdrew his palm, he couldn’t hold on any longer and sat on the ground with a ‘thud’.
　　The prophet was originally very happy, but when she saw Ye Qiu’s pale face, her happiness disappeared completely and she asked with a worried face, ‘What’s wrong with you？’
　　’I consumed too much and need a little time to recover.’ Ye Qiu said panting.
　　The prophet then heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Qiu and asked, ‘After your strength recovers, are you going to return to the country？’
　　’Hmm.’ Ye Qiu gently hmm’ed.
　　’Can’t you not leave？’ The prophet said reluctantly.
　　’You know, I have to return to the country.’ Ye Qiu said： ‘My family is all in Jiangzhou.’
　　The prophet said： ‘This time you helped me so much, I don’t even know how to thank you. Seriously, I don’t want you to leave.’
　　Ye Qiu smiled and said： ‘Before you also helped me, this time I helped you, we are even.’
　　Even？
　　When the prophet heard these two words, for some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart and Secret passage , I don’t want to be even with you at all.
　　’Do you want to drink water？’ The prophet asked again.
　　Ye Qiu had been busy for so long and was indeed a little thirsty, and said： ‘Please help me get a glass of water…’
　　Before the words were finished.
　　The prophet’s face suddenly moved forward, her fragrant lips sealed Ye Qiu’s mouth, and then, her hands hooked Ye Qiu’s neck and kissed him fiercely.
　　Ye Qiu wanted to push the prophet away, but now his body was weak and he simply couldn’t push away a master in the early stage of the king realm.
　　Suddenly, the Prophet pressed Ye Qiu onto the floor and straddled him.
　　”What are you doing？” Ye Qiu’s heart suddenly felt a bit flustered.
　　The Prophet gave a charming smile, and then, under Ye Qiu’s gaze, she took off the clothes under her skirt. In an instant, a fair body was revealed in front of Ye Qiu’s eyes.
　　Completely exposed！
　　Shocking！
　　Flawless！
　　The Prophet leaned over and lay on Ye Qiu’s body, whispering softly in his ear, “Don’t you like fighting? I’ll accompany you~”