Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 558 - 538: The Eerie Azure Mist

"Die!"

After a brief confrontation.

Fang Feijing suddenly shouted fiercely, mobilizing the last trace of True Qi from her Dantian. Her right hand made a light wave with two fingers together, and the Broken Sword pinned to the stump trembled and flew into the air, transforming into a cold flash slicing directly at Sun Zhe’s throat.

But Sun Zhe was already prepared. He immediately dodged, then turned around swiftly, moving like a rabbit, and dashed straight toward Fang Feijing.

"Stupid woman!"

Cursing loudly, Sun Zhe gathered visible streams of electricity around his left fist in an instant.

Although Fang Feijing tried to react, being heavily injured, she could not move agilely and took a solid punch from Sun Zhe to her abdomen.

In that instant, she felt as if her internal organs were displaced!

And Sun Zhe really had no hint of pity, hitting with the intent to kill.

Fang Feijing cried out in pain, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her delicate body powerless as she was sent flying backwards.

But before hitting the ground, she still managed to lightly bend the index and middle fingers of her right hand.

"Chh!"

A strange sound spread through the night.

The Broken Sword flying through the night seemed to receive Fang Feijing’s command, piercing Sun Zhe’s lower back with incredible speed and precision.

"Damn..."

Sun Zhe gritted his teeth in pain, trembling all over, and withstood the pain to pull out the Broken Sword from his back, ready to send Fang Feijing to her end.

"Bzzz..."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a terrifying sound came from the dense forest ahead.

It was like the sound of countless bees flapping their wings together, making one’s hair stand on end!

An indescribable aura of terror instantly spread through Sun Zhe’s heart.

At this time, Yao Yuelong’s voice came into Sun Zhe’s mind through the White Jade Ring: "There’s no time Ah Zhe, run quickly!"

Sun Zhe gritted his teeth and looked up, only to see a glowing bluish mist rapidly approaching from the dense black forest ahead.

The shape of the glowing mist was ever-changing, sometimes gathering into a mass, sometimes forming a dragon, like a ghost wandering in the night. Where it passed, the ancient towering trees withered one after another, igniting a bizarre blue flame.

And that eerie blue flame seemed not to spread outward; it only burned and consumed the objects it touched.

Sun Zhe’s heart tightened, wings spreading on his back as he rushed into the night sky.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, he suddenly felt a weight pulling him down uncontrollably toward the ground. Glancing downward, he saw Fang Feijing had jumped up to hold onto his leg.

"You damn woman, let go of me!"

Sun Zhe angrily cursed, his body bobbing up and down in mid-air, about to step on Fang Feijing’s head with his other foot.

Fang Feijing suddenly looked up at him coldly and said, "This is the legendary Ghostly Blue Mist. Whoever touches it faces certain death. Either you take me down with you, or you carry me with you to escape."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe gritted his teeth, without any hesitation, and gathered all his strength to fly higher.

It was clearly not worthwhile to die together with this woman.

Besides, Sun Zhe was afraid of dying because someone back home was waiting for him.

"Hold on tight, damn woman!"

Hearing this, Fang Feijing immediately held tightly to his leg, her fair delicate hands clutching his pants, her sharp, beautiful nails almost tearing through the fabric.

Sun Zhe was so angry he wanted to hit someone, cursing, "You damn poison! Stop pulling on my pants! Just craving my chicken neck, huh? Later, I’ll let you have all you want!"

Faced with his vulgar language, Fang Feijing ignored it, instead holding on tighter, gradually climbing up his body.

Because Fang Feijing, too, was afraid of dying; someone was waiting for her at home as well.

Sun Zhe looked back at the "Ghostly Blue Mist" relentlessly pursuing them and suddenly steeled his resolve. He leaned down and grabbed Fang Feijing’s fragrant shoulder with his remaining left hand, pulling her up into his arms.

In his arms, her soft and fragrant body brought a faint aroma to his nose, and he could feel the distinct softness pressing against his chest. But Sun Zhe was without any stray thoughts, whispering coldly with his lips nearly touching her face: "Hold on tight, don’t move around and affect me, or we’ll both fall and die!"

Feeling the unusual warmth from the man’s chest, Fang Feijing’s heart fluttered with a feeling she hadn’t felt in years silently spreading within her. However, she showed no emotion, silently holding tightly around Sun Zhe’s neck.

"Long’Er, where should we fly now?"

Sun Zhe looked around, using his Divine Sense to ask Yao Yuelong in the White Jade Ring.

...

One chased, one fled.

Sun Zhe put in all his strength, exhausting his True Qi as well.

Following Yao Yuelong’s Divine Sense guidance, he finally, after nearly an hour of flight, shook off the chasing Ghostly Blue Mist. He glided skillfully among the towering mountains, eventually finding the cave Yao Yuelong had designated.

"Boom!"

As soon as they landed, Sun Zhe, regardless of Fang Feijing’s injuries, directly tossed her to the ground.

Then he released Yao Yuelong from the White Jade Ring, noticing she looked much better, and asked, "Long’Er, how are you?"

Yao Yuelong gently shook her head, looking at him with concern, "I’m fine. What about you?"

Sun Zhe smiled and asked, "Where is this place?"

Yao Yuelong replied, "Not long ago, I saved someone and brought her to this cave to hide. We’ve been recuperating here. I’ve set up an Array outside the entrance, so those creatures can’t find us."

Sun Zhe frowned, "What exactly is that glowing blue mist?"

Yao Yuelong said, "It’s a small poisonous insect. One or two aren’t terrifying, but if they swarm... it’s a disaster. I was injured by them before."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe felt lingering fear, "Thank goodness you’re okay."

Previously, while escaping, he had looked back several times, noticing the blue mist left a trail of barren land and strange blue flames along its path, capable of burning even rocks.

"By the way, how did you find me?"

Supporting him into the cave and letting him sit on a stone, Yao Yuelong began inspecting his clothes, saying, "Earlier, I sensed Dragon Qi in the cave and wanted to check it out... did not expect to find you with her."

"After she left the Dragon Prison Abyss, she really went to Yang City to find you."

Understanding that Yao Yuelong was assisting him with his wounds, Sun Zhe sat quietly, allowing her to inspect his clothes and asked, "Did you see her just now?"

"Yes."

Yao Yuelong nodded softly, "She used Dragon Qi to heal my wounds too."

Her expression turned solemn as she stared at Sun Zhe and said, "I didn’t expect to find Liu Bingyue here either."

Noticing the hatred in Yao Yuelong’s eyes, Sun Zhe scratched his nose and said with a wry smile, "It’s a long story; I’ll explain it to you later."

Yao Yuelong unflinchingly ripped off his pants, staring at the bulge in his undershorts, and said, "Initially, I planned to go to Yang City to pursue her and find Liu Bingyue as well, but some things happened along the way, leading me here."

She looked up at Sun Zhe, asking, "Why did you come to Northern Myanmar?"

Sun Zhe answered truthfully, "I came looking for someone."

"Who?"

"Well, sort of my dao companion. She did something here that offended the Beimian Family."

After a moment’s silence, Yao Yuelong suddenly said, "Is it Leng Yueshuang?"

Sun Zhe’s eyes flickered, "How do you know?"

Yao Yuelong maintained a calm expression, her tone slightly sour, "I told you before, I saved someone not long ago— it’s her."

Sun Zhe quickly asked, "Where is she now?!"

Yao Yuelong pointed toward the deepest part of the cave, "There."

"But she’s on the brink of death. Before she lost consciousness, she showed me your picture and entrusted me with a letter to give to you."

"..."