Then he found a few elixirs and swallowed them. By this ti, the roof of the house was already ablaze, and the flas grew larger suddenly.
Ling Zhenfei stood up, stumbling out of the burning room.
At this mont, he saw Liu Yang and the man in black robes standing outside watching him.
Liu Yang said, "I don't believe you won't co out."
Ling Zhenfei said, "Even if I co out, can you really kill ?"
Liu Yang's beauty sharpened and she angrily said, "If you weren't injured, I might not be able to defeat you, but in your current state, I'm truly not afraid."
From afar, they heard soone shouting, "There's a fire, quick, get up and put it out."
It seed that the people at the sports bureau had discovered the fire here.
Liu Yang said to the man in black robes, "Hurry before the others co, kill him quickly."
The two charged at Ling Zhenfei with their knives, but the flas from the Magic Gourd had mostly been spent.
He needed to think of other ways to survive, at this mont Ling Zhenfei rembered his Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl.
The Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl was his ultimate life-saving artifact, but after using it once, it took a long ti to recover.
However, now Ling Zhenfei couldn't afford not to use it in order to save his life.
With a thought, the Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl appeared in front of him, slowly rising above Ling Zhenfei's head.
The sudden appearance of the Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl stunned Liu Yang and the man in black robes.
The small gourd that appeared earlier had already frightened them, and now they didn't know the purpose of this round sphere.
"I'm going to count to three. If you don't leave, I won't be polite."
Ling Zhenfei continued speaking to them, knowing that the Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl couldn't kill them but could only save his life, so he would prefer not to use it.
Liu Yang said, "Ling Zhenfei, stop pretending. Can this sphere also spit fire?"
Ling Zhenfei said, "One!"
Ling Zhenfei completely ignored Liu Yang's words, which only added to their uncertainty.
Liu Yang and the man in black robes exchanged a glance, nodded as if they had made a decision, then charged at Ling Zhenfei together.
Seeing that the two hadn't taken the bait, Ling Zhenfei knew he had no choice but to reveal everything he had.
The Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl received Ling Zhenfei's command, and the Cow Hair Fine Needles began raining down on the two from the sky.
The two had originally intended to charge at Ling Zhenfei, but suddenly felt the threat coming from above.
Countless Cow Hair Fine Needles turned into hidden assassins in the night, covering an extrely wide area, making them unavoidable.
The man in black robes swiftly took off his robe, using it to create a powerful shield, blocking the Cow Hair Fine Needles for himself and Liu Yang.
They retreated while waving their robe until the sphere stopped firing needles.
Then they stopped and looked at Ling Zhenfei, who was still standing there as if he hadn't moved at all.
Liu Yang said, "Now what tricks do you have left? What else can save you?"
Ling Zhenfei was also frustrated; the Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl had failed to scare them away.
However, Ling Zhenfei pretended to be calm and said, "If you have the skill, co and try, let's see if anything else cos out of the sphere."
The man in black and Liu Yang hesitated, exchanging glances, clearly pondering the truth behind Ling Zhenfei's words.
Suddenly, they heard the footsteps of nurous people approaching, indicating the firefighters were almost there.
They turned to leave, but Ling Zhenfei suddenly said, "Are you not going to take your companion's corpse?"
The two exchanged another glance and quickly dashed back into the burning building, bringing out their companion's corpse.
Despite the blaze, their level was high enough that ordinary flas wouldn't harm them.
After Liu Yang and the man in black departed, Ling Zhenfei couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.
Even though neither the Storm Mixed Yuan Pearl nor the Magic Gourd required much Northern Spiritual Energy, standing up now was a luxury for Ling Zhenfei.
Then the firefighters rushed in, brandishing extinguishers and carrying basins of water, starting to put out the fire.
Soone noticed Ling Zhenfei and hurried over to ask, "Mr. Ling, are you alright? What's going on?"
Ling Zhenfei said, "It's just a fire, don't worry about , put out the fire quickly."
The darkness of the night ant they didn't notice that Ling Zhenfei was covered in blood.
A group focused on firefighting while He Lingxiu hurriedly approached from afar; realizing it was Ling Zhenfei's room, she was very anxious, trying to rush inside.
"Axiu, I'm over here."
Ling Zhenfei called, making He Lingxiu realize he wasn't inside, and her expression finally relaxed.
"Brother Afei, what happened?"
Ling Zhenfei said, "I'm injured. Quickly, let's go to your room."
Only then did He Lingxiu notice the blood on Ling Zhenfei, supporting him as they headed to her place.
Along the way, they encountered many heading towards the fire, the commotion was indeed substantial.
Luckily it was this fire, or Ling Zhenfei wouldn't have known how he might have died.
Once in He Lingxiu's room, with the door securely closed and lights on, He Lingxiu was stunned, unable to believe her eyes.
Ling Zhenfei was covered in wounds, with the most severe being the penetrating knife wound.
Thankfully, Ling Zhenfei wasn't an average person, having used Northern Spiritual Energy to seal nerves around it, or he might have bled out.
He Lingxiu's eyes reddened, realizing this was no ti for tears, setting Ling Zhenfei on the bed and starting to treat his injuries.
Ling Zhenfei knew He Lingxiu could handle everything, as he was too weak and soon fell into a deep sleep.
When Ling Zhenfei awoke again, it was already morning, his wounds sutured by He Lingxiu, and covered with herbs.
He Lingxiu lay beside Ling Zhenfei, and upon him stirring, she noticed.
"Brother Afei, you're awake?"
Ling Zhenfei nodded and said, "I guess I'm not dead yet."
He Lingxiu said, "The knife missed vital organs, and you took dicine earlier without excessive bleeding; plus, your strong physique saved you."
Ling Zhenfei said, "As long as I'm okay."
Being a cultivator, Ling Zhenfei could heal small wounds without dicine within two days.
But given the current situation, recovery might take longer.
"Brother Afei, what happened, why are you so injured, and how did the house catch fire?"
Ling Zhenfei explained, "I've offended too many people; they all want to kill . Thankfully, my fate is strong, and I survived."
He Lingxiu's eyes were red, obviously having cried previously, now sympathetically saying, "Who are they? How could they be so wicked?"
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