Chapter 920: Chapter 920: Healing Wounds!
The distance was too close. Yun Feifei instinctively wanted to evade, but she failed to dodge.
Pak!
The shadow struck directly at Yun Feifei’s chest.
Yun Feifei let out a muffled groan of pain, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.
Watching this scene, Zhou Yu’s eyes imdiately burst forth with an intense killing intent.
He raised his hand and pointed a finger forward.
The Bursting Fla Finger transford into a fiery teor and instantly pierced through Ba Lang’s chest, shattering his heart directly.
Afterward, Zhou Yu’s figure flashed, arriving beside Yun Feifei. He picked her up to examine her injuries.
Using his Divine Sense to inspect, he imdiately discovered that what struck Yun Feifei’s chest was a Blood Gu insect about the size of a pinkie finger.
The Blood Gu was now wreaking havoc within Yun Feifei’s internal organs.
Zhou Yu imdiately let out a roar.
“Sister Yun, hang in there!”
With that, there was a sharp ripping sound as Zhou Yu tore open Yun Feifei’s clothes. Her perfectly flawless body was exposed before Zhou Yu.
It had to be said, Yun Feifei’s body had fully matured, displaying the abundant fullness unique to a grown woman.
However, Zhou Yu had no ti to admire, as there was a pitch-black bloody hole right in the center of Yun Feifei’s chest.
Zhou Yu imdiately took out silver needles and began acupuncture around the bloody hole.
He first used acupuncture techniques to confine the Blood Gu within a certain range, preventing it from escaping further.
Then, Zhou Yu extended his hand, pressing it over the bloody hole. A steady stream of Nether Fire True Qi surged into it.
Fortunately, the Blood Gu had only been in Yun Feifei’s body for less than half a minute. Zhou Yu quickly eradicated it completely.
After exterminating the Blood Gu, Zhou Yu carefully inspected her body again. Confirming there were no lingering dangers, he withdrew the Nether Fire True Qi and replaced it with Yi Wood True Qi.
Bathed in the nourishing Yi Wood True Qi, the bloody hole in Yun Feifei’s chest began to heal gradually.
During this process, Yun Feifei, who had been unconscious, slowly woke up.
The mont she regained consciousness, she found herself half-lying in Zhou Yu’s embrace, his large hands… right on her chest.
Yun Feifei’s first reaction was to struggle.
But Zhou Yu quickly held her down.
“Sister Yun, you’re hurt. I’m treating you. Hang on for a mont and stop moving around.”
Hearing this, Yun Feifei suddenly rembered Ba Lang’s ambush earlier. She quickly looked down and indeed, there was a bloody hole in her chest.
However, the hole had already started to heal.
Right at this mont, Yun Feifei’s face flushed bright red, her heart pounding wildly.
Truth be told, from childhood until now, no man had ever physically gotten this close to her.
But now, she had no choice but to lie in Zhou Yu’s arms and be touched like this…
It was incredibly embarrassing.
The re five-minute process felt like an eternity to Yun Feifei.
Finally, Zhou Yu’s voice reached her ears.
“Sister Yun, it’s done. Check if you feel anything uncomfortable.”
After saying this, Zhou Yu stood up, turned around, and directed his gaze elsewhere.
Yun Feifei hurriedly sat up, throwing her clothes back on hastily. Of course, as she dressed, she checked herself.
Hmm.
She had fully recovered.
It was just like before, except… so marks remained where she had been pressed.
Yun Feifei quickly finished dressing. She took several deep breaths on the spot to calm her chaotic emotions.
Looking at Zhou Yu’s back, Yun Feifei’s gaze was filled with complexity.
“I… I’m fine now.”
“Zhou Yu, thank you.”
Zhou Yu turned around at last, rubbing his nose awkwardly.
“Good to hear. Frankly, it’s partially my fault. I was too careless earlier.”
Yun Feifei shook her head and then glanced at Ba Lang lying dead on the ground.
“Now that Ba Lang is dead, once the Blood Gu Clan finds out, they will definitely change their contact channels. We… will probably need to co up with a new plan.”
Yun Feifei’s expression turned grim.
Zhou Yu gave a faint smile.
“No matter. At worst, we’ll go with the simplest solution—heading into the mountains directly to search.”
Yun Feifei shook her head firmly.
“That’s impractical.”
“The Blood Gu Clan has existed for thousands of years. They treat the Ten Thousand Great Mountains as their ho. Over those millennia, they’ve laid countless formations and traps within. It’s not just us—even a hundred years ago, when the Punishnt Hall and Martial Pavilion organized a large-scale operation led by Peak Saint Realm experts, it ended in imnse casualties and failure.”
Hearing this, Zhou Yu was slightly shocked.
He thought it over and soon found it understandable.
Indeed, to occupy such territory is what being a mountain ruler entails.
Given this, brute force wouldn’t work for infiltrating the Blood Gu Clan’s territory.
After pondering for a mont, Yun Feifei suddenly suggested:
“How about this? Let’s leave here first. Then, I’ll go to consult an uncle of mine. He was part of the Martial Pavilion in the past but is now retired and living around here. He might know so things and could have alternative ideas.”
Zhou Yu nodded.
“Sounds good.”
With that, Zhou Yu used a stream of Nether Fire True Qi to dispose of Ba Lang and Huang Mao’s corpses, and the two proceeded outward.
When they arrived back at the bar, they found that the once-lively establishnt had beco eerily quiet.
The dancing young people were all gone, replaced by a large group of n in black suits.
These n appeared to be Martial Artists, most of them at the Peak of the Innate Realm.
Sitting on the largest booth in the center of the stage was a middle-aged man.
The man’s face was stern, his aura intimidating. Simply sitting there, he exuded an overwhelming sense of danger.
It was like a dormant beast ready to strike.
Seeing the middle-aged man, Yun Feifei’s face turned pale abruptly.
“Qi Denian?”
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