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"What is this..."

Su Changqing, who had already closed his eyes to await death, discovered that the anticipated pain hadn’t come, and he instantly became puzzled. Could it be that the woman’s method of killing was so efficient that one couldn’t feel pain before dying?

That would not be too bad, but it would mean letting down his family.

When the Su Family needed a public face, it was his two elder brothers who had stood at the forefront.

Now that they had encountered trouble, not only had he failed to secure the last interests for his family, but he couldn’t even save his own life, wasting the resources the Su Family had spent years cultivating.

What he felt even guiltier about were his parents.

His mother was a gentlewoman who had often told him not to show off and to let his two cousins take the lead in everything.

’We don’t need to compete with them for benefits.

We only have you, our one and only son, and all we ask is for your safety. ’

Unfortunately, he feared he wouldn’t be able to fulfill even his mother’s simplest request.

Su Changqing gave a bitter smile, opened his eyes, and thought perhaps he should have gone to Jiangnan. He had heard that after death, souls there were collected by the Underworld Officials, which would be far better than ending up on the Path of Yin and Yang.

But when he opened his eyes, what he found was a cute, round face.

"Ke’er?"

"What are you stupidly smiling about?" In front of him was Yunke’er. "You were almost killed and you’re still standing there with a goofy smile. Did getting hit mess up your brain?"

"How come you’re here?" Su Changqing hurriedly looked around, but he couldn’t see that fearsome Bai Su anywhere, and quickly asked.

"Why can’t I be here? This isn’t your family’s property," Yunke’er retorted with a glance.

"Where’s that woman?"

"She fell for my spatial trap; who knows where she’s been sent to now. How did that woman become so terrifying? I remember she seemed rather gentle before."

Upon hearing this, Su Changqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced at the dazed and pale Chen Yun beside him. "Thank you, Ke’er, for saving us. We need to figure out how to stop his bleeding now."

As Su Changqing spoke, he hurriedly tried to use an ice technique to stop the other man’s bleeding, only to bizarrely discover that the blood couldn’t be frozen.

He froze for a moment and dared not rashly increase the energy of the technique, fearing that too much cold entering the body might damage Chen Yun’s internal organs. ..

"It’s no use, I tried it just now," Yunke’er said with a frown.

"There’s something wrong with this guy’s body.

His blood has changed; its boiling and freezing points are very high, and the wound can’t be sealed.

But don’t worry too much, his body is very strong.

If it weren’t for the toxins inside him, the wound would have already healed on its own. "

"Toxins in the body?" Su Changqing immediately realized, "Ke’er, can you clean out the toxins from his body?"

"Are you in a hurry to have him recover?" Yunke’er said coldly as she glanced at the weakened Chen Yun. "I wouldn’t recommend it. This guy is not normal. He might be even more dangerous if he recovers."

At this moment, Chen Yun seemed to hear their conversation, weakly raised his head and gave Yunke’er a cold look without saying anything.

"It’s not that..." Su Changqing quickly said, "I suspect that the female demon is tracking us through the toxins in Chen Yun’s body. Cleaning out the toxins is also a way to prevent that woman from tracking us again. You’ve seen how much trouble she is!"

Su Changqing had by then realized why the blind demoness had been able to track them so accurately — it must be because she had left something inside Chen Yun’s body, and those toxins... they were the most likely tracking sign.

"I see..." Yunke’er thought of that speedily ghostly, terrifying creature, her bun face wrinkling up.

Teacher Chen Ying had warned her time and again not to fight recklessly with dangerous people, and her master also warned her that Bai Su was one of the most dangerous among these people, advising her to keep her distance upon encounter.

Better not to provoke if possible...

With this thought, she nodded, "I am a Heaven Academy Student, and I have had some exposure to the medical techniques at Huang Academy. I can try to detoxify him, but I can’t guarantee success. And if the detoxification causes the injuries to worsen, you can’t blame me..."

"Who would blame the doctor? Please, Ke’er, get to it," Su Changqing responded with clarity of thought. If they didn’t remove the poison, once the monster found them, both might end up dead here.

If they couldn’t clean the toxins, they might have to abandon Chen Yun to save their own lives, which was still better than waiting for Chen Yun to die.

"Well... I’ll give it a try. I have a bloodletting detoxification method, although I’m not sure if it will work..."

At this time, upon hearing their conversation, Chen Yun’s body shuddered, he closed his eyes, and said nothing, leaving it unclear whether it was due to weakness.

What no one knew was that, at this moment, there were two minds in Chen Yun’s body!

What no one could see was the voice in the depths of his heart screaming desperately: Don’t detoxify!!

It was only now, in his utmost weakness, did Chen Yun truly understand the horror of that Void Worm, as well as its intentions. It had never been any symbiotic creature; just like those evil deities, it was waiting for the host to become weak to take over.

The heavy blow from Bai Su had been timed perfectly. Now was the ideal opportunity for it to truly take possession of his body.

This bug... has been coveting my Dragon Clan bloodline for a long time already.

Dragon Blood is the only thing I have that could resist it, and if my Dragon Blood were to be completely altered by it, I would have no chance at all. Yet that damned girl from Jiangnan insists on bloodletting to cleanse the poison. Isn’t she asking for my death?

I even suspect that girl is doing it on purpose!

But I can’t speak out. At this moment, my body is firmly suppressed by that bug, and I can’t make even the slightest sound.

To watch helplessly as my body gets taken over by something else is truly the epitome of despair...

Seeing Su Changqing’s permission, Yun Ke’er nodded and was about to start. As she extended her hand, dense Spiritual Power formed a transparent blade on her palm, so sharp that it visibly split the air as it fell, causing Su Changqing’s eyelids to twitch!

Is this the scalpel of Jiangnan’s Medical Practitioners?

The Southern Sea has never relaxed its intelligence efforts on Jiangnan, having repeatedly learned about new technologies emerging from there, especially the integration of the magician profession into various industries, which Lord Chen Baifeng has always felt was the true beginning of the Sorcerer Dynasty.

The Medical Practitioners of Jiangnan, especially, have attracted a lot of attention.

Intelligence has revealed that Jiangnan’s Medical Practitioners could treat a large number of seriously wounded soldiers, a piece of intelligence that had once led the Southern Sea to actively inquire for a long time.

The reason is simple: the stronger the warrior’s body, the more difficult it is to treat.

Take something as simple as suturing a wound; in the past, physicians couldn’t even get a needle to pierce the flesh of a powerful fighter, not to mention sharp sewing needles.

Techniques like acupuncture, useful among common folk, were completely inapplicable to warriors.

This meant that once soldiers from noble bloodline clans were seriously injured and couldn’t heal themselves, their chances of survival were extremely slim.

So when they heard that Jiangnan’s Medical Practitioners could treat soldiers, all the major powers were very interested. He had also heard of Jiangnan Medical Practitioner’s sharp scalpel; this was his first time seeing it in person.

"Are all of Jiangnan’s Medical Practitioners’ scalpels so sharp?" Su Changqing couldn’t help but ask. The sharpness could even cut through Dragon Clan flesh. If some assassin got a hold of it, it wouldn’t be good.

"Of course not..." Yun Ke’er pouted: "It depends on the strength and control of Spiritual Power. The scalpel is the foundation and also the most difficult part of a Medical Practitioner’s skills.

The stronger the Spiritual Power, the more refined the control needed.

My talent as a Medical Practitioner is actually quite excellent, and in the Medical Institute, only two senior students can compare with me.

The Medical Institute wanted to recruit me a long time ago, my mother wants me to be a Medical Practitioner, but I prefer Heavenly Institute. .."

"I see..." Su Changqing breathed a little easier upon hearing this. If it wasn’t a technique that just anyone could master, then that was best. Most magicians wouldn’t become assassins, right?

While he was thinking this, Yun Ke’er suddenly looked up sharply toward the southwest.

"What’s wrong?"

"The defensive Array I left there has been broken..."

"What?" Su Changqing was startled. Could it be that person has come.

Looking up, there indeed was that familiar white figure.

But what shocked him was the person’s appearance; the once indistinct and bloody face had completely returned to normal, as if there had been no injury at all!

Aside from the closed eyes, she looked almost exactly the same as before the fight had started. What kind of exaggerated recovery ability was this?

"You are really amazing..." Yun Ke’er looked at the other person: "Breaking my Array so quickly, even Senior Murong isn’t as fast as you."

"Little sister is also very amazing..." Bai Feng smiled calmly and gently: "This is my first time meeting a magician who can draw such a complex Fear Array that quickly, as if just casually thrown out."

"Little sister, may I have that person?" Bai Feng pointed to the unconscious Chen Yun.

Upon hearing this, Su Changqing was startled—it wasn’t that Bai Feng wanted to act immediately, but that she wanted them to hand over Chen Yun?

What was the reason for this?

Could it be because Chen Yun had injured her before, so she was one to hold a grudge? But...

If that was the case, why didn’t she demand they hand over him as well? Without his cooperation, Chen Yun couldn’t have seriously injured Bai Feng.

Or was there some other reason?

At this moment, however, Chen Yun’s eyes slowly opened, their crimson irises flickering with a terrifying light.

Has this woman... noticed something?