Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 717: Return to Evil Island

Chapter 717: Chapter 717: Return to Evil Island

"Bang! Bang!"

The pitch-dark sea surface erupted with two huge splashes.

The cumbersome giant lizard didn’t even struggle, it just sank directly into the water.

This was their fatal flaw, impervious as they were; they were completely inept at swimming.

So to kill them, there was no need for too much fighting, just sink them to the bottom of the water.

They would naturally die.

"The ones we saw last time were just the Tomb Guardians, this is too terrifying!"

Xu Zhi Rou looked at the footprints left on the ground, these two giant lizards were at least several tons in weight.

They were like small, solid tanks, with built-in protective spikes, no less.

If it weren’t for Ning Mengyao, they would have been impossible to deal with by human strength alone.

"What’s so surprising about that? The nine corpses are creatures of heaven and earth, their souls do not scatter even if they are killed, and can recover within a certain time."

Lin Fan smiled, embracing Ning Mengyao’s shoulders; this was the secret of the nine corpses.

Unlike the resplendent corpse of bygone days with a divine soul exterior, the Drought was killed by his own hands.

But if he calculated the days, indeed, its resurrection was about due.

"Of course, the repair time varies. If the descendants of the nine corpses have sufficient methods, they can cause the nine corpses to undergo early nirvana. The so-called Drought female we saw in the past was nothing but a spirit-guarding shaman using her body to manifest powers, and behind her, there must be a secret chamber hiding the real Drought, representing the desert’s power, with the ability to extinguish all living beings. Therefore, we must kill it before it fully awakens, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable."

"Then let’s go and kill it now!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Mengyao was full of vigor.

Now that they knew the enemy’s goal, they might as well have a big fight.

"Don’t be impulsive. This Evil Island is probably not as simple as it seems. Ever since the last battle, the mutated beasts have turned into monsters. There must be secrets here we don’t know, so let’s let those curse masters fight the frontal battle, while we sneak in from behind, taking it step by step and act based on circumstances."

Lin Fan always felt that there was something hidden on this island.

Half a year had passed, and the beasts here had changed, seemingly indicating some reason.

So at times like these, one absolutely must not risk diving in, despite his currently substantial strength.

But once he awakened the complete form of the Drought, whether the outcomes would be the same as thousands of years ago was uncertain.

After all, he had the Xuanyuan Sword at hand back then, and with the assistance of the five corpses, he managed to suppress it.

"Hmm, got it!"

Ning Mengyao and Xu Zhi Rou naturally agreed.

So the three of them walked hand in hand towards the interior of the island.

Under the cover of night, they entered the jungle, and Lin Fan erased all their footprints.

In this way, when the curse masters discovered them, it wouldn’t be too problematic.

"Alright, there’s no need to hurry inside. We’ll camp here tonight. The giant lizards we just saw seemed quite weak, and we don’t know what monsters might attack next, so it’s best to rest well."

After walking for a while, Lin Fan chose a dry spot.

Unlike their last, disheveled encounter, today they were well-equipped.

Lin Fan opened the inflatable tent, and soon they had a shelter.

Since they had just eaten dinner before leaving, there was no need to eat much.

So they arranged their packs in a circle, sprayed some insect and snake repellent, and then crawled inside.

"Wow, revisiting the old place, I suddenly remember a lot of things."

Ning Mengyao, curled up in Lin Fan’s arms, suddenly climbed up with a mischievous smile.

Looking at Meng Yao by the moonlight.

Without saying much, she immediately guessed what the other person meant.

"So what if you remember? It’s not like you haven’t seen it before, now I can sleep with righteous boldness."

Xu Zhi Rou hugged Lin Fan’s chest directly.

The first time was awkward, the second time was sneaky.

Now, she could be forthright about it.

"Fine, just like that, huh? No, I want to sleep in the middle."

Ning Mengyao, with a smile, tried to climb up but was firmly blocked by Xu Zhi Rou.

"No, no, I don’t want to sleep with you, you always touch me!"

"Then you can touch me too!"

In the spacious tent, the laughter of the two women echoed into the night.

Meanwhile, Lin Fan held his head, enjoying the tumbling of the two over his body.

However, at this moment, his mind seemed to travel through a thousand years.

After six months of quietude, many strange memories emerged in his mind.

Those were the memories of his past life as Emperor Di Xin.

Although they were not complete, he still had to unravel the threads and sort out the memories related to the Drought.

Because he did not know what the outcome of this journey would be.

"If only I could find the Xuanyuan Sword, I wouldn’t be so worried!"

The ultimate result lay in the longsword he carried.

He did not know whether, after a thousand years of passage, this sharp blade lay buried underground or was held by someone.

The most likely place would be one of the nine major Ghost Markets.

"What are you thinking about?"

Meng Yao, who had been frolicking for a while, finally noticed Lin Fan’s expression.

The thoughtful look on his face would have surely prompted an earlier pounce from her.

"I’m thinking about just how far this Drought has evolved, and where the others might be."

Lin Fan reached out and pulled her back from atop Xu Zhi Rou.

Now, on Evil Island, dangers lurked everywhere.

Despite the two women’s allure, he still needed to stay vigilant.

After all, a slight error could very well cost lives.

"The others? Which others?"

Xu Zhi Rou, finally managing to extricate herself, immediately sought refuge in Lin Fan’s embrace.

"Of course, the Nine Corpses. Your original entity, the Ice Corpse, lies in the Water Moon beneath the Heaven’s Cave; the Drought has appeared here on Evil Island; Meng Yao’s Glamour Corpse has already regained most of its power, and the whereabouts of the other six corpses are unknown."

Lin Fan squinted, his breath filled with the fragrance of the two women.

But he knew that everything he had today required absolute strength to protect.

Now, though he had awakened, the eight major families that existed for a millennium had definitely sensed a crisis.

Their strikes would certainly come.

Before that happened, he had to gather all his strength quickly enough to withstand the coming storm.

"Are you saying... if I reclaim the power of the Ice Corpse... I could be like Meng Yao?"

Xu Zhi Rou looked at Lin Fan with surprise.

In the dreams of recent days, she always envisioned herself waving her hand and turning things to ice.

So when the Ice Corpse was mentioned, she got immediately excited.

The competitiveness in her bones did not allow her to always hide behind the two of them.

"Of course, and you’ll be absolutely and utterly stunning."

Lin Fan smiled and nodded, for the Ice Corpse of yore was a holy body that could freeze thousands of miles.

"Alright, Meng Yao, you just wait. I’ll definitely freeze your tail, and then let you know what it feels like to be immobile!"

Xu Zhi Rou’s confidence soared, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them.

Because at that moment, several fox tails had slipped beneath her clothes.

With a mischievous smile, Ning Mengyao said to her, "Well, now, I’ll let you experience just how formidable I am!"

"Ah... help... not there... stop!"