Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 209 - 206: Rescue

Chapter 209: Chapter 206: Rescue

Swoosh!

Ye Xuan’s figure flashed, landing him on a large tree. After surveying the distance for a moment, he then jumped down.

At present, he was not far from the central area of the Swamp of Blood. He slowed down his pace slightly, for it was better to be cautious since he might be nearing the active region of the Black Demon Sect.

"About two hundred meters ahead, there seems to be the faint sound of a fight. Should we go take a look?"

At that moment, the voice of the Flood Dragon suddenly sounded beside his ear.

"Why bother with such trifling matters? In this Swamp of Blood, fights are common occurrences. But still, we had better go take a look."

At first, Ye Xuan wasn’t inclined to meddle, but then he thought, what if it was someone he knew? Looking wouldn’t cost any flesh off his bones.

He hadn’t walked far when Ye Xuan heard the voice of a woman.

Ye Xuan frowned, his gaze swiftly shifting to the source of the sound. Within his sight, a man and a woman were embracing each other.

The owner of that somewhat lascivious voice was actually that aloof ice beauty, Ling Qianxue?

"That girl’s been poisoned."

The voice of the Flood Dragon came again.

Hearing this, Ye Xuan noticed something was amiss with Ling Qianxue. Indeed, looking at her expression, it was apparent she had been subjected to some aphrodisiac method.

No wonder, otherwise, he would never believe that Ling Qianxue, who was always as cold as an iceberg, would display such a side.

"What a brainless woman, to be calculated so easily. Lucky for her that I happened to come across her."

Ye Xuan took out a piece of black cloth from the Qiankun Ring to cover his face, then he opened his palm, gathering True Qi slowly into the center of his hand.

"Hehe, Xue’er, I’m coming."

Long Zhiyang’s face twisted slightly as he prepared to force down Ling Qianxue. Suddenly, a piercing cold light shot out from behind him, forcing him to hastily turn around and throw a punch without a word, shattering an oncoming pebble to dust.

"Who?"

Long Zhiyang’s eyes glued to the direction from which the pebble had come, slowly moving closer.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Suddenly, from that direction, a barrage of pebbles burst forth, raining down like a storm over Long Zhiyang.

His expression changing, Long Zhiyang reflexively backed away, his fists thundering out consecutively, a ferocious energy sweeping out to pulverize the swiftly approaching pebbles to dust.

Swish!

A figure darted out, and with the barrage of pebbles over, he stepped out of thin air, a black long saber with layers of dark luster appearing in his hand. The moment he appeared, he slashed fiercely downward at Long Zhiyang.

The saber light swiftly expanded into a massive blade of over thirty feet, chopping down from above.

Long Zhiyang’s eyes shifted rapidly, as he quickly lifted his arms and then thrust forward with mighty force, his True Qi confronting that incredibly powerful saber light.

"Who dares to interfere?"

After receiving the blow, Long Zhiyang felt some numbness in his arms. The masked person’s strength was not at all inferior to his own; in this Swamp of Blood, there were definitely not many who could best him.

"To think a True Disciple of the Heavenly Martial Hall would stoop to such a vile and dirty deed, truly despicable."

The masked person shook his head, then glanced at Ling Qianxue, who was in a state of disarray, pulling at her own clothes.

Moved by this, Ye Xuan suddenly flashed to Ling Qianxue’s side, scooped her up with one arm, and then turned to flee rapidly.

"In your dreams!"

Seeing Ye Xuan attempt to take Ling Qianxue away, Long Zhiyang naturally wouldn’t allow it. He quickly lunged forward, his right arm surging with rampant True Qi, and then he threw a fierce punch. A dragon-shaped fist energy swept out.

Wild Dragon over the Wilderness!

Feeling the violent assault from behind, Ye Xuan turned his head, his pupils reflecting the dragon-shaped fist energy tearing through the air and aggressively surging forward, the space it passed through seemed to boil violently, shaking intensely.

With his left hand protecting Ling Qianxue, Ye Xuan’s right hand tightly gripped the black saber. A fierce surge of Thunder Attribute True Qi gathered on the blade, crackling ominously. Then, without even looking, Ye Xuan swung the long saber, producing a negligible sound as the saber light directly sliced through the air!

Thunder Strike!

Sss sss!

It was as if it happened in complete silence; the saber light quickly penetrated the dragon-shaped fist force, cutting through it from beginning to end, until just as the saber light reached Long Zhiyang, the dragon-shaped fist force suddenly split in two and collapsed rapidly.

Pffft!

The saber light struck Long Zhiyang in the chest, blasting him back as he spat out blood.

Meanwhile, using the brief moment they had gained, Ye Xuan had already swept Ling Qianxue into the depths of the jungle.

"What a terrifying strike, who in the world is this guy?"

Long Zhiyang was still shocked by the blow he had just sustained. Such a saber skill was unheard of, incredibly frightening. If it weren’t for the fist force weakening much of the saber light’s strength, that single strike might have been enough to end his life.

An invisible and terrifying cutting force, silently delivering a death sentence.

"Damn it, to ruin my great opportunity! Once I find out who you are, you’re dead."

After a brief moment of shock, Long Zhiyang’s expression quickly darkened. The duck that was as good as cooked had flown away, how could he not be infuriated? However, he would not associate the masked man with Ye Xuan, as Ye Xuan used a sword and not a saber, and the voice didn’t sound the same either.

What’s more, he would never believe that Ye Xuan was capable of injuring him with a single move.

His gaze shifting, Long Zhiyang also vanished in a flash, quickly leaving the area.

...

By now, Ye Xuan had Ling Qianxue draped across his back. Carrying someone single-handedly was too tiring, and the key issue was that the person he was carrying was a woman in heat.

Having been affected by Long Zhiyang’s ploy, Ling Qianxue had completely changed, and the intense illusions compelled her to make movements that Ye Xuan couldn’t even imagine normally.

Even while on Ye Xuan’s back, Ling Qianxue was restless, causing him to distinctly feel her trembling body.

"Stay still."

Ye Xuan purposefully turned his head aside, internally marveling at how Long Zhiyang’s medicine had turned such a pristine person into this lascivious state. It couldn’t possibly be an ordinary drug; common aphrodisiacs didn’t have such a strong effect on Martial Sect Masters, at most causing a slight reaction.

Unable to endure this fragrant assault any longer, Ye Xuan quickly found a relatively clean and safe place and carefully set Ling Qianxue down.

After finally getting the clingy Ling Qianxue off his back, just as she was about to continue to entangle with him, Ye Xuan deftly tapped several acupoints on her body like a swift wind, calming her down.

Whew!

He exhaled heavily and wiped the sweat from his brow. Not even his confrontation with Long Zhiyang had been as exhausting as this. Naturally, he couldn’t take advantage of someone in this state, especially since Ling Qianxue wasn’t acting of her own free will. To do so would be to ruin her life.

"Luckily, you met me today; otherwise, you’d be crying with regret."

Ye Xuan shook his head. He had seen clearly what Long Zhiyang had intended to do. It seemed that the respected elder brother of Qian Hall, who appeared so dignified, was in fact nothing but a despicable scoundrel, resorting to such deplorable tactics.

Without dwelling on it further, Ye Xuan straightened Ling Qianxue’s body, then positioned himself behind her.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ye Xuan activated the third level of Hidden Dragon Skill, his True Qi flowing like water into Ling Qianxue’s body.

The last time when Ye Xuan was at the Martial Master Realm, he had used the Hidden Dragon Skill to help Nangong Yao eliminate the Xuanyin Qi. Now that he had cultivated the Hidden Dragon Skill to the third level, its power was incomparable to before. Water Attribute True Qi was most suitable for dispelling poison and healing wounds. Under Ye Xuan’s cyclical infusion, Ling Qianxue began to show signs of returning to normal.

Her scalding, flushed skin gradually regained its fair complexion. Roughly an hour later, Ling Qianxue’s tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

Ptui!

A mouthful of poisonous blood spurted out, and Ling Qianxue’s face once again paled as she collapsed into Ye Xuan’s arms.

"Ye Xuan, how did you..."

Ling Qianxue’s consciousness gradually returned, and upon seeing Ye Xuan, a look of surprise crossed her features. Then she noticed the coolness on her skin and realized she was left with nothing but a thin, tattered undergarment.

Ah!

She let out a startled cry and impulsively flung herself out of Ye Xuan’s embrace, raising her hand to deliver a loud slap across his face!