The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1649
James walked over to Simon and stopped before him.He looked at the injured Simon.
When he was in Mount Thunder Sect, Simon had given him their sect’s Sacred Wine, which allowed his strength to skyrocket.
Back when Lucjan was hunting him down, Simon defended James and protected him with his life.
It stood to reason that James still had a good impression of Simon.
When he saw Simon injured, he wanted to treat him.
Immediately, a steel wire slipped out of James’ sleeve.
The steel wire disintegrated into needles.
James held onto Crucifier and attempted to treat Simon’s injuries.
"w-What’re you trying to do?"
Simon stared at James warily.
James replied, "No matter what kind of person you've become, you’ve saved me in the past.Today, I'll treat your injuries to repay
your kindness."
After speaking, James began preparations to use Crucifier.
Simon believed in James’ character, so he did not refuse or have other significant concerns about the treatment.
James inserted a needle into Simon’s body.
Immediately, he felt a warmth spreading throughout his body.
After a few more needles were inserted, his whole body felt relaxed, and a magical force quickly repaired his wounds.
The injuries throughout his body were miraculously healed in mere minutes.
James removed the needles and departed.

Simon stood up after James had left.
He stretched his body and gasped with disbelief, "Amazing.James’ medical skills are the best in the world."
James left without anyone stopping him.
Tapio followed him.
The two ignored the others and quickly left King Quavon’s Mausoleum.
Outside the mausoleum, Tapio asked, "Did you really not find the Novenary Golden Pills?"
"Yeah, there wasn’t anything inside."
James stopped in his tracks, looked Tapio in the eye, and said, "We've all been deceived."
"Really?"
Tapio looked at him incredulously.
Tyrus had personally told him about everything within King Quavon’s Mausoleum.
The fact that they found the First Sword Art, also implied that the Novenary Golden Pills also existed within the mausoleum.
How was it possible that James did not find it? "James, I’m not the best at dealing with mental charades so please don’t lie to
me.There isn’t anyone else here.You can take it out now.It's not like I’m interested in taking it from you."
"I don't have it."
James said earnestly, "Well, I can’t help it if you don’t believe me.We should go our separate ways from here.I’m heading back to
the Capital since there are still many loose ends I need to tie up.Goodbye."
James turned around and left.
Tapio stood in place as he watched James leave.
He stroked his chin and murmured, "Was there really nothing inside? That's impossible.Master clearly said it was..."
Immediately, a faint smile formed on his face.

"That brat.It seems he learned his lesson."
James left quickly.
After stepping out of King Quavon’s Mausoleum’s range, he scanned his surroundings to ensure Tapio did not follow him.
Upon confirming he was alone, James took out the small crystal bottle he had obtained from the mausoleum and opened it.
A pleasant and aromatic herbal fragrance spread in the air as soon as the bottle was opened.
The scent alone was enough to make James feel refreshed.
The pores of his whole body were instantly opened, and he felt incredibly relaxed.
He was unsure whether consuming the elixir would allow him to become a ninth-ranked grandmaster.
However, he knew it was definitely an excellent tonic just by the aroma alone.
"It’s amazing."
James took a deep breath.
He poured out the pills from the bottle.
The pills were golden and were approximately the size of an olive.
Altogether, there were exactly seven pills—no more, no less.
It was just as Tapio had said previously.
"Tapio truly is a font of knowledge.It’s as if King Quavon’s Mausoleum is his backyard.He even knows the exact number of
Novenary Golden Pills that exist,"
James murmured.
He would have suspected that Tapio had been to King Quavon’s Mausoleum before and placed the Novenary Golden Pills
inside, had not known they were the first batch of people to enter the mausoleum since thousands of years ago.