937: Chapter 909: Wait for 937: Chapter 909: Wait for Cave, Cold Pool.
Li Chen did not return directly to Linchuan.
Every ti Li Chen was covered in injuries, when Lin Yi and the others saw it, they would feel heartache.
Li Chen understood this very well.
Although Lin Yi never said anything, Li Chen could see it through their eyes.
And seeing their heartache only made Li Chen more troubled.
So, to reduce this trouble, Li Chen beca more accustod to silently healing alone after being injured.
Even he himself didn’t realize that this made him seem more like his old self.
In the past, he was always like this.
He never showed weakness in front of his subordinates, even if he would faint in the next second.
Before he fainted, he was still the King of the Netherworld.
The King of the Netherworld, who was majestic, calm, and iron-blooded, yet unexpectedly reassuring.
In fact, in his current state, even if he returned to the villa, it would not be of much use.
Given his current strength, going to the hospital to heal those physical injuries would be less effective than adjusting the internal injuries in the Cold Pool alone.
After all, as long as the True Qi is restored, it’s easy to repair the external injuries on the body.
Sitting cross-legged in the Cold Pool, Li Chen’s expression appeared especially serene.
Whenever he sat in the Cold Pool, he felt this way.
Not only were the injuries on his body cald considerably, but even his mood beca much more tranquil.
He couldn’t exactly say why, but he felt that this Cold Pool was sowhat special.
“Co to think of it, how on earth did this Cold Pool form?”
Utilizing the Red Moon, while absorbing the energy of the Cold Pool to replenish his True Qi, Li Chen began to ponder.
From the first ti he encountered the Cold Pool, he noticed its special traits.
Initially, he thought it was naturally ford.
But as his cultivation increased, he also realized that a place like this couldn’t possibly be natural.
If it were in an Enchanted World with abundant Spiritual Energy, it would be understandable, but here is the external world where Spiritual Energy is scarce, making martial training extrely difficult, let alone forming a Cold Pool of such scale, saturated with energy almost to the point of Materialization.
To speak of it, the lake on the second layer of the Relic didn’t even compare to this Cold Pool in terms of energy abundance.
Not even by a tenth.
“How exactly was this Cold Pool ford?” Li Chen curiously looked around.
However, the Cold Pool was bottomless, more profound than even the one at the Miao Village; even he couldn’t reach the bottom, let alone discover anything.
The only companions for Li Chen were the little fish swimming around him.
These little fish live off the energy provided by the Cold Pool, but if anything incompatible with the Cold Pool falls in, they devour it imdiately.
Therefore, despite Li Chen’s nurous injuries, not a trace of blood seeped into the Cold Pool.
As his wounds gradually nded, Li Chen let out a slight sigh of relief.
At least, his life was saved.
However, he also knew that he had gambled with his life once again.
Fortunately, he won that gamble.
Such a gamble was extrely dangerous.
Yet at the ti, he had no choice but to gamble.
Because if he did, there was a glimr of hope, but if not, certain death awaited.
In fact, Li Chen was on the brink of losing, but fortunately, with the existence of the Little Mantis from the Netherworld, it was the Netherworld that saved him, preserving his life.
“Thank you.” Li Chen thanked the Little Mantis from the Netherworld squatting curiously at the edge of the Cold Pool, cautiously dabbing at the cold spring water.
Upon hearing Li Chen’s voice, the Little Mantis lifted its head, chirped twice at Li Chen, and then resud drinking the water.
The Little Mantis seed to enjoy the water of the Cold Pool greatly.
Beside the Little Mantis were two small fish it had caught, and it seed to be enjoying its al imnsely.
Li Chen smiled slightly, saying no more.
Lowering his head, Li Chen gazed into the depths of the Cold Pool.
Once again, he was filled with intense curiosity.
He wanted to know what was hidden beneath the Cold Pool.
Last ti, he found the scabbard of the Red Moon beneath the Cold Pool at the Miao Village.
Li Chen had an inkling that sothing else was definitely hidden at the bottom of this Cold Pool too.
“Once my injuries are better, I’ll go down to take a look!”
Having made the decision in his heart, Li Chen hesitated no longer, closed his eyes, and continued to regulate his breathing.
…
“Have you found him?”
“Detected a presence, but can’t confirm if the person is really here.”
“Keep searching!
The Elder said he fled in this direction, so it can’t be wrong!”
“Understood!”
In the forest, a group of people were cautiously scanning their surroundings, seemingly looking for sothing.
If a Martial Artist were here, they’d be astonished to find that all these people were Martial Artists, each one higher than the Yellow Rank.
The strongest among them had even reached the Mysterious Level Advanced Stage.
This kind of formation, when Earth Level experts do not make appearances, was already a terrifying force capable of dominating Huaxia.
However, at the mont, this group showed no overwhelming montum, instead appearing highly vigilant as if anticipating an attack could co at any mont.
And indeed, it was so.
Not long ago, they received a ssage.
Like them, he was from the Holy Mountain, but he, a forr Saint Heir, had defected!
The Saint Heir, while not necessarily the strongest on the Holy Mountain, was absolutely the strongest of his generation!
Among this group of Martial Artists, so were a generation senior to this forr Saint Heir, so even several generations senior.
But even they did not dare to claim a certain victory when facing this defected forr Saint Heir alone.
All because of the sword in the hands of the defected Saint Heir!
Frost Sword!
Reputedly one of the Supre Treasures of the Holy Mountain…
Frost Sword!
Previously, another Supre Treasure of the Holy Mountain, because no one could make it acknowledge a master, was treated as an ordinary weapon and was taken down the mountain by a common disciple, eventually seized by others.
This had already been infuriating enough, yet this ti, even the Frost Sword was taken away.
Thus, the Holy Mountain was enraged.
The elders had already issued the order to retrieve the Frost Sword at all costs.
As for the defected forr Saint Heir.
He must be captured!
Dead or alive!
Not far off, on a tree, An Qin’s body was covered in bloodstains, her small face tense, holding the Frost Sword tightly, and appeared especially pitiable.
An Qin’s gaze silently shifted towards the nearing Mong Kok Forest, her eyes becoming resolute.
“I must hold on!
Almost there!”
“Li Chen, wait for , I’m coming back!”
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