Hong Feiyangâs eyes narrowed as he watched the Dragon Shadow charging towards him with its formidable aura. He too activated his cultivation technique, unleashing all of his yin, soft, and chillingly cold strength, colliding fiercely with the Dragon Shadow.
As their strengths clashed against each other, Ye Luo bit his lip, his face extremely stern, releasing all his strength in a blast. The full might of the Dragon Seal was displayed.
Even Situ Wentian had difficulty resisting Ye Luoâs move; although Hong Feiyangâs power was bizarre, it couldnât withstand it head-on, and he was forced to stagger backwards.
However, his yin, soft, and chillingly cold strength did manage to mitigate a lot of the power of Ye Luoâs move. Unlike Situ Wentian, he didnât sustain heavy injuries, but still, his body trembled, he spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, his complexion turned pale, and his eyes, brimming with cold light, stared at Ye Luo.
Bang!
A muffled sound came from outside. Leng Ruobingâs face was pale, her lips stained with blood, and she walked in weakly. There were several wounds on her body, and as for the old man, he was kneeling on the ground, having sustained serious injuries.
"Young Master, save me... save me..."
At this moment, Shi Yanran screamed from the bed. It was clear she realized that rescue had arrived and desperately called for help. At this moment, Ye Luo was undoubtedly the only lifeline she could grasp.
"Yan Ran!" Seeing this scene, Ye Luoâs face changed, and he quickly called out.
"Hong Feiyang, do you really want to keep fighting? The War Godâs team experts have arrived. I estimate that those from the Maple Leaf Organization are about to be done for. If you insist on fighting, you will likely end up dead here," Leng Ruobing said coldly, her eyes fixed on Hong Feiyang.
"The War Godâs team has come too?" Hong Feiyangâs eyes narrowed, showing a hint of shock. His pupils constricted, and his expression became extremely serious. The name of the War Godâs team had a very strong deterrent effect on him; he knew that the strength at his disposal was definitely no match for the War Godâs team.
Without a doubt, the two protectors, Feng and Hong, guarding outside were now two dead men. Although strong, they certainly couldnât withstand a whole team, but he hadnât expected them to die so quickly.
Hong Feiyang glanced at Shi Yanran, his expression full of unwillingness. If he didnât retreat now, he very likely wouldnât even have a chance to escape later. But to just give up on the prey that was already within his grasp was something he found hard to reconcile with; all his prior efforts and the losses of so many subordinates would be in vain.
"With me here today, donât even think about doing anything to her," Ye Luo stood erect and said coldly, clenching his fists tightly as if he would fight to the death should Hong Feiyang dare to do anything to Shi Yanran.
Seeing Ye Luo like this, a shiver went through Hong Feiyangâs heart. He had seen Ye Luoâs capabilities. If this guy really went all out in a do-or-die effort, he might not necessarily die, but he would definitely sustain severe injuries. How would he fight his way out then? Being severely injured at this stage was almost as good as certain death.
"You all wait for me!" With a cold look, Hong Feiyang swept his gaze over Ye Luo and Leng Ruobing, then dashed away with a reluctant expression.
"Yan Ran!"
Ye Luo then hurried to the bedside to examine Shi Yanran, his expression somber.
"Save me... Save my life..." Shi Yanran was breathing hotly from her mouth, clinging to Ye Luo like a drowning person holding on to a straw, refusing to let go.
"How is Miss Shi?" asked Leng Ruobing.
"Sheâs been poisoned with something strong," Ye Luo said in a heavy voice.
Leng Ruobingâs brow wrinkled as she asked, "Is there a way to cure it?"
"Iâll try," Ye Luo said as he wielded a silver needle and pricked it into Shi Yanranâs body, allowing her to quiet down temporarily and lie down on the bed. Then, Ye Luo waved several silver needles and inserted them into the acupuncture points around Shi Yanranâs body.
Just a moment later, Ye Luoâs eyebrows were tightly furrowed. Shi Yanranâs body temperature continued to rise, her complexion had turned extremely red, like being scorched by fire.
"It wonât work, this medicine is specially made, very potent, and quite unique. Even I find it difficult to dispel, and now the medicine has completely integrated into her blood. If we donât find a solution soon, Iâm afraid Yan Ranâs entire brain will be damaged by the heat."
Ye Luoâs expression changed, he removed the silver needles, and spoke with a grave and worried look, "Unless, I use my Nine Yang Energy to suppress the drugâs effects in her body. However, that requires a very stable environment..."
"Then..." Leng Ruobing said, glancing at Shi Yanran, she continued, "You do it."
"Me?" Ye Luo looked at Leng Ruobing in astonishment.
"Since you can undo it and there are no other options now, just go ahead and I will protect you," Leng Ruobing stated directly.
Ye Luo immediately understood what Leng Ruobing meant, but this...
"Donât overthink it. Do you want her brain to be fried, turning her into an idiot? Now, you are the most suitable choice, and considering the unusual relationship between you two, I believe Miss Shi will understand and wonât mind. Hurry up, Iâll guard outside," said Leng Ruobing, then walked out and closed the door behind her.
Ye Luo looked at Shi Yanran, hesitating evidently, but in the end, he had to choose this method, as any more wasted time could indeed cause Shi Yanranâs nerves to fry.
He immediately began the process but was met with a sudden rush of bone-chilling cold.
Ye Luoâs expression instantly turned serious. Utilizing the Clairvoyant Eye, he saw what was happening and his eyes revealed a look of astonishment.
Soon, the cold energy from the True Qi seed within Shi Yanranâs body surged wildly and entered Ye Luoâs body, causing him to shiver uncontrollably and feel unbearably cold.
With a stern expression, Ye Luo didnât allow himself to dwell on the matter and quickly began to channel the Nine Yang Mystic Art, absorbing all the incoming cold energy and refining it into his own True Qi.
And so, Ye Luo continued to channel the Nine Yang Mystic Art, absorbing and refining the cold energy emerging from the True Qi seed within Shi Yanranâs body.
This cold energy was incredibly overwhelming; in just a short period, Ye Luoâs True Qi surged, reaching the brink between the Innate Middle Stage and Innate Late Stage, seemingly ready to break through at any moment.
However, he suppressed the urge, considering that he had only reached the Innate Middle Stage a few days ago. A premature breakthrough could lead to an unstable foundation and an inability to exhibit the full strength of his realm.
Therefore, Ye Luo held back his realmâs advancement to prevent a breakthrough, and instead directly channeled this energy to strike at the third ultimate meridian within his body.
Bang!
In less than five or six minutes, the force made of that cold energy had managed to break through the half-opened third meridian of the Nine Yang Ultimate Meridians inside Ye Luoâs body, which demonstrated how terrifying the cold energy was.