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Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend

Chapter 1367 - 427: Godmother’s Gift
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Chapter 1367: Chapter 427: Godmother’s Gift

Chi Chi was running very fast, but hearing the dense, raindrop-like footsteps behind it, its heart thumped like a little drum, up and down, utterly terrified.

But after it had run a few li, Chi Chi’s ears twitched.

Something was wrong—why did the footsteps behind it seem to be fewer?

Fewer and fewer... what was going on?

Could it be that big brother sent someone to fetch it?

Chi Chi slammed to a sudden stop, suspiciously looking back.

Behind it, there was no trace of the Jade-faced Jackals, but there were also no silhouettes of any Beiyu Palace demon soldiers.

Its face scrunched up miserably.

"So stupid. How could big brother possibly come pick you up? You clearly snuck out on your own, against orders."

Its nose wrinkled; it seemed as if a faintly unusual scent had appeared on the wind.

It was the sweet, metallic smell of blood. In the Central Plains, countless demon beasts and Demon Hunters were killed every day; the scent of blood was the most ordinary thing in the world.

But after smelling this particular trace, Chi Chi’s little face twisted up.

Simply because it had already realized what was unusual about this blood—it was human blood!

No wonder that pack of Jade-faced Jackals had suddenly given up the chase.

Jade-faced Jackals loved fresh flesh and blood the most; the flesh and blood of living people, to them, was like opiates.

This place was already very close to the Demon World entrance. No matter how bold a Human Clan Demon Hunter was, they would never have the guts to approach here; otherwise, the demon wind at the Demon World entrance would tear a human body into fragments, unless that human could find a special Demon Road to avoid the demon wind.

But that was absolutely impossible, unless... that person was Little Jiu Nian.

The instant that thought flashed through its mind like flint and lightning, Chi Chi hurriedly ran back.

Little Jiu Nian!

You must not do anything stupid.

No wonder he obeyed so quickly. Turns out he’d already made up his mind, that fool.

Chi Chi raced back madly. On the ground, where Little Jiu Nian had been standing earlier, there were mottled specks of blood, like plum blossoms.

That string of plum-blossom bloodstains extended straight forward.

Chi Chi’s eyes instantly turned red; it bolted toward the Demon World entrance like a mad beast.

Huff, huff.

There was an inch-deep gash on Little Jiu Nian’s left arm, the blood dyeing half his sleeve red.

The wound hurt badly, but Little Jiu Nian no longer had the mind to care about the pain. He silently chanted in his heart that he had to escape.

By now, Chi Chi should already have gotten away safely, right?

The moment Chi Chi lured the Jade-faced Jackals away, Little Jiu Nian had, without the slightest hesitation, stabbed fiercely into his own left arm.

He knew very well that he possessed half-demon blood; the mixture of human blood and Demon Blood had an incredibly powerful allure to Jade-faced Jackals.

Sure enough, the Jade-faced Jackals abandoned Chi Chi and turned to track Little Jiu Nian instead.

Behind him, the footsteps of the Jade-faced Jackals grew closer and closer, as if they would catch up at any moment.

The Demon World entrance... where exactly was that Demon World entrance Chi Chi had mentioned?

Little Jiu Nian felt out an Elixir Pill and shoved it into his mouth.

As soon as the Elixir Pill entered his mouth, Little Jiu Nian’s head—which had been dizzy from blood loss—cleared somewhat.

He felt around in his storage bag again, and a few round objects appeared in his hand.

Without looking back, he flung those things away with one throw.

Behind him came a series of deafening explosions.

A few enhanced Green Thunders exploded the moment they touched the ground.

In an instant, the world shook as if Earth-shaking.

Even Little Jiu Nian was flung harshly away by the tremendous blast of the Green Thunder and slammed into the ground.

"Cough, cough."

Little Jiu Nian was filled with disbelief.

Ahead of him, several huge craters had appeared, and the dozens of Jade-faced Jackals that had been relentlessly chasing him were blown into fragments, severed limbs and broken remains everywhere; the entire scene was too horrific to look at.

Little Jiu Nian didn’t bother wiping the dust from his face. With a roll he scrambled to his feet, secretly marveling at how powerful the things his godmother had given him were.

Every year, on his birthday, Little Jiu Nian would receive some gifts from his godmother, whose whereabouts were unknown.

Little Jiu Nian’s godmother, Ye Lingyue, was a very strange person. Though she was a woman, the gifts she gave Little Jiu Nian were all sorts of bizarre things.

In the first year, she gave Little Jiu Nian some food, which was very clearly divided into two categories: for himself to eat (Spirit Pills), and for others to eat (Poison).

In the second year, she sent Little Jiu Nian a few more gifts. They were likewise divided into two types: for himself to use (Spiritual Artifacts), and for others to use (enhanced Green Thunder).

When they saw those items, Lan Yingwu and Dao Ge both wore an indescribably subtle expression.

His mother, Lan Cai’er, however, only smiled and rubbed Little Jiu Nian’s head, telling him to put all those things away; they might come in handy someday.

Only after entering the Ancient Nine Provinces did Little Jiu Nian truly understand what his mother meant by "come in handy someday."

Awoooo—

Behind him came a series of hair-raising jackal howls.

One after another, Little Jiu Nian saw more Jade-faced Jackals emerging from all directions.

They were jackals each as big as a Niu Du calf.

Their bodies were earth-yellow, but their heads were snow-white, and their faces didn’t look like wolves; they even had somewhat human-like features.

What shocked Little Jiu Nian even more was that these Jade-faced Jackals didn’t walk on all fours; like humans, they could stand upright and walk.

This was the most infamous demon beast in the area around the Demon World entrance—the Jade-faced Jackal.

The mangled remains of their kindred all over the ground had obviously enraged this overbearing pack that dominated the area.

They roared, their sharp teeth like blades flashing with cold light, threads of drool dripping from their mouths.

At the sound of their thunderous roars, Demon Evil Energy surged off the Jade-faced Jackals’ bodies.

They whirled forward like a tornado, pouncing at Little Jiu Nian, seventy or eighty of them in all.

Cold sweat rolled down Little Jiu Nian’s forehead, mixed with something—blood, or something else—that dripped into his mouth.

He had only run a few steps when he suddenly felt a fierce gust twist up beneath his feet.

He was tripped and went sprawling.

Behind him, a razor wind slashed over. He turned his head, and a scorching pain flared by the base of his ear.

A Jade-faced Jackal lunged at him, so close that Little Jiu Nian could already smell the stink of corpses wafting from its jaws.

With a "chi" sound, a warm, sticky spray of blood splattered across Little Jiu Nian’s face.

The Jade-faced Jackal’s eyeballs bulged out.

A Dagger had appeared in Little Jiu Nian’s hand.

It was a Dagger forged from Dragon Saliva Iron, given to him by Dao Ge; that Dagger had sunk into the Jade-faced Jackal’s chest.

With a fierce yank, Little Jiu Nian ripped open a huge gash in the Jade-faced Jackal’s body.

Something spilled out from the jackal’s chest cavity.

Blood, or perhaps viscera.

He kicked away the demon beast that weighed even more than he did.

But before Little Jiu Nian could catch his breath, several more black shadows leapt at him.

Was he going to die just like this?

The fierce desire to live spurred Little Jiu Nian on. His pupils contracted; he glimpsed something flashing in the distance ahead.

He no longer cared to see clearly. Mustering every ounce of strength he had, he crawled on all fours, ferociously scrambling toward that single point of light ahead.

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