Chapter 284

Chapter 284: Holding This Brat for Half a Month!

Qingyu Phoenix spread its wings, soaring swiftly toward the distance.

Meng Changqing cradled Feng Laiyi in his arms, continuously feeding her precious pills while pouring his true energy into her without hesitation, trying to suppress the demonic poison within her.

He had attempted to use his True Demon Art, but the Demonic God’s Gu Poison was, strictly speaking, a poison — one of the deadliest in the world, not something derived from demonic power. So, the True Demon Art was useless against it.

“Speed up!” Meng Changqing urged Qingyu Phoenix.

The phoenix let out a piercing cry and immediately pushed its bloodline power to the limit, accelerating even further!

After witnessing its master’s battle, it had developed an almost reverent fear toward him. His strength was simply beyond reason!

Besides, it could tell that its master’s mood wasn’t great right now. It couldn’t afford to make any mistakes!

Even if it had to exhaust itself, it had to reach their destination as fast as possible!

“First, it was the Demonic Marquises, then titled Martial Marquises, and finally even a Quasi-Royal made a move.

“It seems that my existence has already entered the sights of some major figures.

“My potential is beginning to make them uneasy.”

Meng Changqing’s eyes grew cold.

This didn’t surprise him. No one would let a potential threat continue growing unchecked. They would inevitably try to eliminate it while it was still weak.

Ever since his aunt told him the truth about his mother, he had already anticipated this.

Some things simply couldn’t be avoided.

“I have to accelerate my growth.” Meng Changqing took a deep breath, his gaze becoming more profound.

Even though the Sect Master was protecting him, external support was still just that — external. In the end, he had to rely on himself.

—

Half a month later…

After Qingyu Phoenix’s full-speed flight, they finally reached their destination.

Huanlan Sky.

A breathtaking land of mountains and waters, though sparsely populated due to the perpetual mist that shrouded it.

“Senior, we’ve arrived.” Meng Changqing was still holding Feng Laiyi.

Over the past half-month, he had barely changed his posture.

As a Royal-level figure, Feng Laiyi wouldn’t have been completely crushed by the Demonic God’s Gu Poison. With Meng Changqing’s help, she had barely managed to stabilize her condition.

“We’re here?” Feng Laiyi’s eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes, only to be greeted by Meng Changqing’s gentle smile.

For a brief moment, something stirred within her heart.

At first, she had felt uncomfortable being held like this. After all, when had she ever been in such close contact with a man?

But over time, she got used to it.

In fact, it was… rather comfortable.

To be precise, it felt safe.

Like all dangers were far away.

Like there were no worries, no storms.

His broad chest seemed capable of bearing all her burdens.

“Hmm. But I’m not sure which mountain is Qingqiu Mountain. I’ll need you to guide us, Senior.” Meng Changqing smiled.

“Follow this path.” Feng Laiyi lifted her right hand, and a rainbow-colored thread appeared, extending into the depths of the mist.

Meng Changqing’s thoughts moved, and Qingyu Phoenix immediately followed the guiding light.

The mist in Huanlan Sky wasn’t ordinary. It carried a unique presence that blocked spiritual senses.

Anyone who entered without sufficient mental strength could easily lose their way and become trapped forever.

After about half an hour, the mist dispersed, revealing a breathtaking sight, like a hidden paradise.

The sun shone brightly.

Fields of flowers swayed in the wind, countless petals dancing through the air, creating an almost dreamlike scene.

In the distance, a modestly sized mountain stood, surrounded by the sea of flowers.

This was Qingqiu Mountain.

Meng Changqing wasn’t sure why a Royal from a Holy Land would come here instead of returning to her sect to recover.

Strictly speaking, the Lan Domain was already at the border of the Linglong Holy Land’s influence.

But he didn’t think too much about it.

Everyone had their own reasons.

Qingyu Phoenix descended onto Qingqiu Mountain.

The summit had been sliced flat by a single sword, making it an even surface. Numerous wooden houses, pavilions, artificial hills, and ponds dotted the area, alongside a lush bamboo grove.

It was an excellent environment.

Meng Changqing carried Feng Laiyi and jumped down.

“What do we do next?” he asked.

“Take me to that wooden house.” Feng Laiyi pointed.

“Alright.”

Inside the wooden house, an unexpected sight awaited.

A massive hot spring.

Steam rose into the air, carrying an indescribably soothing fragrance.

One deep breath, and an immediate sense of comfort spread through the body, as if all hidden wounds and ailments had vanished.

It was clearly an extraordinary place for healing.

“You can put me down now,” Feng Laiyi said softly.

“Alright.” Meng Changqing released her.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a bit empty inside.

After holding her for so many days, he had gotten used to it. And Feng Laiyi felt the same.

Neither of them, however, would admit it.

“Aren’t you leaving?” Feng Laiyi looked at Meng Changqing, her gaze soft as water.

“Got it.” Meng Changqing instantly understood.

She is about to take a bath, right?

He glanced over her body and coughed lightly.

To be honest, after half a month, he had already developed a rough understanding of her figure.

Calling it a “peach” wouldn’t even do it justice!

Mature and alluring in every sense.

Suppressing his stray thoughts, Meng Changqing turned and left, closing the door behind him.

“This brat.” Feng Laiyi had naturally noticed his gaze.

If it were anyone else, she would have killed them on the spot. But Meng Changqing was different.

She didn’t feel any annoyance at all. If anything…

Feng Laiyi quickly shook her head, pushing away the strange thoughts creeping into her mind.

As the Holy Lord of Linglong Holy Land, as a peak Martial King who could wield Supreme Power, she had sworn long ago to dedicate herself entirely to her sect, with no room for distractions.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly removed her robes, revealing her flawless, snow-white skin.

Her figure was breathtaking, so perfect it could drive any man insane.

As she stepped into the water, gentle ripples spread across the surface.

Like the faint blush spreading across her face, like the restless thoughts she struggled to suppress.

Outside the wooden house, Meng Changqing sat against the wall, resting on the ground.

Though his eyes gazed at the sky, his mind couldn’t help but conjure up certain images.

He couldn’t be blamed.

It was just that…

The wind tonight was a little too restless.