"You’re not planning to use True Yuan to detoxify me, are you?" Seeing Ding Huan have him sit down, with his hand pressed against an acupuncture point on his back, Zhong Chi asked incredulously.
"You guessed right." After Ding Huan replied, Luo Shijin had already begun to circulate.
As soon as True Yuan entered Zhong Chi’s meridians, it swept up the toxins within them.
Qi Xinyue, who was by their side, blushed slightly when she saw this, recalling the time Ding Huan had helped her heal by pressing on her Heavenly Rushing acupuncture point, while now it was the Governor’s Vessel.
After all, the Heavenly Rushing is located at the junction of one’s neck and chest—oh, it must have been because her situation was quite urgent then.
If Ding Huan knew what Qi Xinyue was thinking, he would have felt wronged.
Zhong Chi was suffering from meridian poisoning, which is why he started from the Governor Vessel.
Moreover, after treating Qi Xinyue, he now had his own insight into healing.
That is to say, if he were to treat Qi Xinyue again now, it wouldn’t necessarily have to be through the Heavenly Rushing point.
Hearing Ding Huan say that he had guessed correctly, Zhong Chi sighed inwardly, thinking how incredibly young he was—youth meant the fearless ignorance of the uninitiated.
Regrettably, Ding Huan had already started detoxifying him, and he couldn’t force it to stop.
If the Cycle could remove the toxins from his meridians, then there was nothing to worry about.
Likewise, there was no need for others to help; he could practice and remove the toxins himself.
What he was worried about now was that the toxins in his body would be transferred to Ding Huan’s circulatory system.
If Ding Huan were poisoned as a result, Zhong Chi would become the sinner.
After the first Cycle passed, Zhong Chi was dumbstruck, feeling the toxins rapidly diminish within his meridians.
Did it mean his own body’s toxins were being taken away?
Yet Zhong Chi was not at all happy; he was even somewhat panicked and uneasy.
He didn’t want to be saved if it meant Ding Huan would be poisoned.
However, it was absolutely necessary not to stop now, otherwise, both he and Ding Huan would be implicated.
The poison in Zhong Chi’s body was indeed severe, but for Ding Huan, it was just so much.
His Detoxification Gene was not there for nothing; as his cultivation advanced, so did his detoxification capabilities.
That was the difference between his Genetic Potion and others; as he swept up the toxins in Zhong Chi’s meridians, Ding Huan completely neutralized the poison.
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Within merely twenty minutes, Ding Huan withdrew his hand.
"Ding Huan, how are you?" Zhong Chi’s first reaction was to turn around and inquire about Ding Huan’s condition.
Ding Huan had to reply, "Shouldn’t you be asking how you should be feeling right now? I am the healer."
"I’m fine, I don’t know how good I feel right now, I’m worried about you..."
Zhong Chi stopped mid-sentence and saw Ding Huan casually raise his hand, "Do I look like I’ve been poisoned?"
"So impressive..." Zhong Chi couldn’t help but express his admiration when he was sure Ding Huan wasn’t poisoned.
He had admired Ding Huan for managing to travel on a log in the sea, though he had thought it normal enough.
But now, Ding Huan had easily removed the poison that he had thought was impossible to expel from his body—this was what truly impressed him.
He had been certain that there was no one on Earth who could remove the poison from his body, yet Ding Huan had done it in the blink of an eye.
"If nothing else, let’s go." Ding Huan slung on his pack, with his sword held in his hand.
On the way back, he could only rely on his senses, for he did not know which direction was the nearest coast.
Seeing Ding Huan hoist his backpack, Qi Xinyue couldn’t help but ridicule herself. Ding Huan’s bag was right here, yet she had thought he had left.
"Alright." Zhong Chi, revitalized since the toxin was gone, was not intimidated by Shi Changyi.
As Innate Experts, he was confident he could crush Shi Changyi.
"Lao Zhong, you say Shi Changyi is from the Genetic Alliance, so why practice Martial Arts?" Ding Huan’s question caught Zhong Chi off guard.
Zhong Chi quickly responded with disdain, "This guy thinks he has great talent, so he cultivates both Martial Arts and gene cultivation techniques."
"I see." Ding Huan nodded; no wonder Antonio practiced both Martial Arts and gene cultivation—it lay in this reason then.
When the three of them arrived at the reef island, Ding Huan swept up Qi Xinyue beside him, landing her onto the log.
With a flash, Zhong Chi, now toxin-free, moved with a light and casual grace, landing on the log like he was flying.
"Let’s go." Ding Huan’s True Yuan stirred beneath his feet, propelling the log away from the reef island.
A dozen Swordback Fish spat out their arrow-shaped blade light, and Zhong Chi’s short sword flew out, shattering the dozen arrow beams instantly.
The short sword, as if it had eyes, shredded the arrow beams and then flew back into his hands.
Ding Huan, however, casually launched a dozen Wind Blades, slaying all the Swordback Fish.
One blocked the sneak attack from the Swordback Fish, and the other killed them; both their attack and defense were perfectly coordinated.
"Nice moves." Seeing Ding Huan’s True Yuan form blades, Zhong Chi couldn’t help but exclaim again in admiration.
He could also gather True Yuan into Blade Light, but it was nowhere near as effortless and graceful as Ding Huan’s. When killing Swordback Fish, his accuracy was not as spot on as Ding Huan’s either.
With the addition of Zhong Chi, a great expert, Ding Huan’s struggle eased a lot.
He didn’t even have to block the attacks along the way, whether it was fish attacking the log in the sea or Blade Fish firing arrow-like spines.
Almost all attacks against them were blocked by Zhong Chi.
Some were killed by Zhong Chi, others by Ding Huan.
Ding Huan had Divine Will. Although he originally lost direction due to being chased by Blade Fish, he still had a basic idea of where to go.
In just half a day’s time, he found the correct direction and sped up the log under his feet.
An hour later, Ding Huan saw land.
"Haha, I never thought I, Zhong Chi, would see the day when I’d return to land," Zhong Chi also saw the land and burst into hearty laughter.
Ding Huan sped up, and in a matter of minutes, the log rushed to the edge, and with a swift move of his hand, he and Qi Xinyue landed on the ground.
Like a great goose taking flight from the log, Zhong Chi soared and then gently touched down on the ground.
"Be careful." Ding Huan suddenly shouted, and the Starry Sky Blade in his hand cleaved through the air.
"Crack!" The Starry Sky Blade struck something as hard as steel, and the powerful backlash sent Ding Huan flying.
Qi Xinyue hurriedly went to support Ding Huan.
Ding Huan was shocked. What kind of being was this?
He was sure that the creature he had just clashed with was no Fierce Beast but, rather, a Demon Beast—beyond a Level 9 Fierce Beast.
Zhong Chi reacted as well, and before the Demon Beast could pursue Ding Huan, his dagger had already transformed into a wave of Sword Light slashing towards it.
The dagger, only half a meter long, unleashed a Blade Energy several meters long in Zhong Chi’s hands.
Boom! Zhong Chi fared slightly better than Ding Huan, but he too was blasted away by the immense force. He and Ding Huan stood at an angle, facing the creature that had ambushed them.
It turned out to be a dragon, nearly thirty meters long, with an unhealed bloody hole in its head.
"So it’s this beast," Ding Huan realized, sure that this Demon Dragon was the culprit behind the global Fierce Beast uprising.
Actually, Ding Huan had wrongly accused the dragon; it was merely used by the giant ape for its name. The Fierce Beast uprising was not initiated by it.
The Demon Dragon roared furiously upon seeing Ding Huan and Zhong Chi unscathed from its attack.
"Ding Huan, this dragon is severely injured. If we join forces against it, we should manage," Zhong Chi, although average in the professional world, had a clear grasp of combat.
"Alright," Ding Huan agreed verbally while thinking that when Zhong Chi and the Demon Dragon started fighting, he would sneak an attack from the side.
As Zhong Chi said, if the Demon Dragon wasn’t injured, both Ding Huans and Zhong Chi wouldn’t stand a chance.
The power of this Demon Dragon was probably close to that of a Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Beast.
Ding Huan was thankful that they had not been discovered by the Demon Dragon while in the sea.
If discovered by the Demon Dragon in the sea, they would have truly been dead.
Zhong Chi, with his scholarly appearance, fought recklessly like a madman. He gripped his dagger, stepping into thin air, and then slashed towards the dragon’s head.
Even though Ding Huan and Zhong Chi stood at an angle, he could still feel the pressuring aura from Zhong Chi’s space.
Ding Huan charged up too, and his Starry Sky Blade also cleaved towards the Demon Dragon’s body.
Unlike Zhong Chi who had put his full strength into his move, Ding Huan only used half of his power. His move was a feint, ready to be withdrawn at any moment.
Indeed, he planned to use the Wind Blade. Ding Huan knew very well that his Wind Blade Skill was probably as effective against the Demon Dragon as a tickle.
Even though he had advanced to a Level 5 gene cultivator, his Wind Blade Skill, a Small Magic, was not nearly enough to impress the Demon Dragon.
Ding Huan thought, once the Demon Dragon defended against his Starry Sky Blade, he would concentrate hundreds of Wind Blade Skills to strike at the Demon Dragon’s wounded spot.
It was unclear what weapon had blasted open the head of the Demon Dragon, its reddish-brown blood still flowing. Ding Huan knew this creature was far from recovery.
When it saw him reaching the shore and foregoing healing...
If so, then it must understand why the flowers are so red.
Boom! The raging power of the Demon Dragon and Zhong Chi’s Sword Energy collided. Zhong Chi’s Sword Energy was strong, but it was far from enough against the Demon Dragon.
The Sword Energy instantly disintegrated, and Zhong Chi was wrapped in the terrifying force, tumbling over a dozen times in mid-air before flying backwards.
At the same time, the Demon Dragon’s claw reached for Ding Huan’s Starry Sky Blade. It was clear the Demon Dragon also knew that Ding Huan’s blade was not ordinary.
But Ding Huan’s trump card was not the blade at all. That’s why his blade moved slowly.
Before the Demon Dragon’s claw could hit Ding Huan’s blade, all the compressed Blade Light Ding Huan had gathered struck the Demon Dragon’s head wound.
Obviously, the Demon Dragon did not expect Ding Huan to possess such invisible Blade Light, and Ding Huan’s Blade Light was much stronger than any it had seen before; it was not even on the same level.
The weak wound on its head, not yet healed, was torn open instantly under continuous invisible Blade Light strikes.
The Demon Dragon roared angrily, ready to endure the pain and keep charging at Ding Huan, but then a Fireball exploded on the injury atop its head.
The Demon Dragon let out a pitiful cry and turned to rush into the sea, disappearing in an instant.
(Today’s update ends here, friends. Good night!)