Chapter 1722: Chapter 1715: Obey
“If you don’t want to bite, then should I?” Su Chen snorted, a bit reproachfully.
“I’ll bite,” Di Qiong felt, as she took a small bite on Su Chen’s finger. After all, if she bit herself, she could be gentler.
From Su Chen’s finger, blood flowed, bright red and vivid.
Di Qiong gently sucked the blood!!!
Su Chen’s blood was like a Supre Treasure from the Eternal Ages.
Bit by bit, it flowed into Di Qiong’s body.
The blood transford into a strange, cool current, swirling through Di Qiong’s body.
The damaged organs and ridians within Di Qiong suddenly seed to surge with endless vitality, cells dividing rapidly.
The severe injuries were actually healing quickly.
Di Qiong tightly embraced Su Chen.
Feeling her injuries improving rapidly.
Tears stread down her face.
Indeed, as long as the master arrives, it is never the most desperate mont, there will always be surprises.
“Brother Su, I said, I want to spar with you! Didn’t you hear ?” At the sa ti, Yi Ziyu’s voice turned cold and sinister, he stared at Su Chen, saying each word forcefully.
The pronunciation of the three words ‘Brother Su’ was extrely heavy and sharp.
The atmosphere instantly beca tense.
The crowd of Ancestral Dragon Island behind Yi Ziyu and Long Xi all stared at Su Chen, their eyes glimring with curiosity, speculating about the tragic outco for this little human at the Humanity Daoism Realm First Level.
How exactly would Yi Ziyu and Lady Long Xi tornt this kid?
“Spar with ?” Su Chen finally looked toward Yi Ziyu, raising an eyebrow, showing no emotion on his face.
“Yes.” Yi Ziyu nodded, intending to act with courtesy before action. He considered himself a polite person. Even though he planned to brutally kill this ant, it should occur through a ‘spar’ or ‘challenge’ openly, rather than a sudden strike causing Su Chen’s instant death. That wouldn’t be entertaining. He wanted to see this little ant despairing, knowing he would die without a doubt but powerless.
Both he and Long Xi had this hobby.
However.
What Yi Ziyu couldn’t believe was that Su Chen seed unaware of his fate, or what he was about to face.
From Su Chen’s face, there wasn’t the slightest hint of fear, only calmness and tranquility.
That calmness and tranquility made Yi Ziyu inexplicably angry. When did an ant also have a ‘good state of mind,’ a ‘calm deanor,’ and could ‘stay composed’?
“I agree, but can you wait for a bit? I’ll heal Qiong’er, it won’t take long.” Su Chen said casually, as if sparring with Yi Ziyu really was just sparring, as simple as that.
In any case, that calm and tranquil attitude stunned everyone present!!!
Didn’t they know that this so-called ‘spar’ could end in life or death? Or worse than death?
Furthermore, didn’t they realize that no one at the Pseudo-Divine Level would lower themselves to spar with or challenge soone at the Humanity Daoism Realm First Level?
This was intended to play him to death!
This was intended to spar him to death!
Didn’t they know this?
Were they really taking it seriously?
“Hehe…” Long Xi couldn’t help but laugh, amused by Su Chen’s seriousness: “Little Sister Doer, you really found a good man, confident indeed.”
She really couldn’t stop laughing.
She had seen many ignorant people, but not one ignorant to Su Chen’s extent, naively endearing.
“Hehe, alright! Then I’ll wait for Brother Su to finish healing Di Qiong, and then we’ll spar!” Yi Ziyu also laughed angrily, giving Su Chen a deep look. This little ant wanted to play, so let him play. He had all the ti in the world, just for amusent.
“Little Sister Doer, didn’t expect your betrothed could heal too?” Long Xi sneered again. While not sure how severe Di Qiong’s injuries were, she could perceive Di Qiong’s great weakness, enough to make a point.
Even the Old Ancestors from Ancestral Dragon Island were sowhat disheartened and withdrew.
Could Ancestral Dragon Island resolve such injuries?
This boy at the Humanity Daoism Realm First Level bragging boldly, claiming he could heal Di Qiong?!!! What a joke… The best, best, best joke she’d heard in a thousand years.
“I really want to see how this kid heals you.” Long Xi threw a sarcastic glance at Su Chen and Di Qiong, full of ridicule.
Next mont began.
Under everyone’s mocking and amused gaze.
Su Chen started his ‘great cause’ of healing Di Qiong.
To everyone present, Su Chen showed quite the psychological resilience, displaying not a trace of fear, anxiety, or any change in countenance, still holding Di Qiong. However, what of his so-called healing?
Why was nothing visible?
How would they know or notice, much less think, that Su Chen’s healing was simply feeding Di Qiong blood?
Ti ticked by.
Quickly.
A hundred breaths had passed.
Di Qiong had drunk nearly half a bowl of Su Chen’s blood.
This amount of blood was nothing to Su Chen, not worth ntioning. Due to his unique bloodline, his blood-regenerating ability was exceptionally terrifying, having zero impact on him.
But for Di Qiong, her injuries were almost fully healed. Her exquisite face turned rosy.
At the secret chamber’s entrance, the crowd didn’t blink, eyes fixed on Su Chen and Di Qiong, not noticing how Su Chen was healing Di Qiong.
However, nobody was foolish; they could feel the aura’s alteration.
Clearly, Di Qiong’s aura beca stable.
Clearly, Di Qiong’s injuries had improved significantly.
What was going on?
Strange!!!
Too strange.
It was as if they had encountered a ghost.
Even Long Xi slightly frowned, unable to comprehend, staring intently at Su Chen, utterly puzzled and bewildered.
Yi Ziyu’s heart was filled with astonishnt and an inexplicable irritation; he could hardly control himself!
At this mont.
“Alright, if you want to spar with , we can begin now.” Su Chen said quietly, without any emotional display.
“No!” Di Qiong suddenly clutched Su Chen’s arm, her voice entreating: “My injuries are almost completely healed, I… I’ll go…”
“Be obedient.” Su Chen stroked Di Qiong’s face.
“But…”
“There’s no ‘but’.”
Di Qiong could only let go of his hand.
But in her heart, she had resolved that if Su Chen died at Yi Ziyu’s hands, she wouldn’t live alone, even though her injuries were healed now.
Even if she had to self-destruct, Yi Ziyu and Long Xi would pay the price.
Of course, it would be best if Su Chen didn’t die at Yi Ziyu’s hands.
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