Chapter 64: Sacred Medicine (First Update)

  A long sword with a pale blue light flashing from the big Han's neck fell down like lightning.

  The skull with a cold smile slowly left the neck of the Great Han and fell to the ground powerlessly, with blood splashing out like a fountain.

  Bang, the big man's body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. In Qian Chuan Xue's slightly surprised eyes, a figure slowly emerged from the dust. The broken martial robe and disheveled long hair framed his shoulders, and those starry eyes that normally shone brightly now seemed exceptionally captivating.

  Qianchuan Snow was surprised by that familiar face, her small mouth slightly open: "Are you Ye Chen?"

  She slightly shrugged her shoulders, and Ye Chen's mouth corners rose slightly. Without paying attention to Qian Chuan Xue, she bent down and slowly picked up the long sword of Da Han. Her eyes inadvertently flowed out with a hint of fervor. It seemed that she had a deep affinity with the Air Martial Sword. In just a few days, she obtained three Air Martial Swords.

  The effect of the poisonous fog was extremely overbearing, and in just a few moments, Thousand Rivers Snow's originally delicate face appeared with several dark red bloodstains.

  Her whole body was trembling constantly, Qian Chuan's snow-like eyebrows were tightly furrowed, a wave of pain came surging in like a tide.

  He casually pulled out the three-foot-long thin sword that was inserted into the big man's chest, but in this instant, the big man's body suddenly exploded, and a black mist slowly overflowed from his body. Ye Chen swung his long sleeve, and a green whirlwind swept out, dispersing the thick black fog, but Ye Chen still got stained with some of the mist.

  Her eyebrows slightly furrowed, Ye Chen's gaze slowly fell on Qian Chuanxue's curvaceous figure, and she said lightly, "What is this black mist?"

  Regarding Ye Chen's scorching gaze, Qian Chuanxue's expression remained normal, her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she said calmly: "The Fog of Paralysis is a relatively common poisonous fog that can put the human body in a state of temporary paralysis. It's usually used to lure low-level magical beasts."

  Qian Chuanxue's voice was as gentle as ever, like a clear spring flowing through the mountains. Ye Chen's eyebrows were furrowed, and at this moment, he felt the true energy in his body slowing down, followed by a wave of dizziness that swept over him, causing his figure to sway unsteadily before finally collapsing weakly to the ground.

  Hissing, the surrounding silence was terrifying, and then some beastly howls slowly came out from within the ruined houses, with blood-red eyes flickering under the moonlight.

  The faint sound of footsteps came from afar and slowly grew louder, and then several lone wolves suddenly appeared in the line of sight of Ye Chen and Qian Chuanxue.

  A pungent bloody smell wafted over, and the two people's faces changed slightly, then suddenly leapt up from the ground.

  However, the effect of the poisonous fog was that the true energy in their bodies circulated extremely slowly, causing numbness throughout their entire body, and they fell to the ground once again, powerless.

  A number of lone wolves kept letting out low growls, slowly creeping towards the two people.

  His complexion was normal, his teeth were deeply biting his lips, and the blood was constantly dripping from the corner of his mouth. Relying on the pain he felt, Ye Chen suddenly jumped up from the ground, a weak true energy circulating around his fingertips, and then shot out in vain towards the front, transforming into several streams of light that shot towards the lone wolf.

  A flash of light shot into the crimson eyes of the lone wolf, followed by a mournful howl. Several lone wolves fell to the ground, crazily charging towards the surrounding dilapidated houses, constantly crashing and wildly barking. Ye Chen's figure retreated several steps back to Qianchuan Xue's side, panting continuously.

  The bloody smell stimulated the remaining lone wolves even more, and their blood-red eyes kept flashing back and forth between Ye Chen and Qian Xue.

  Holding a long sword, Ye Chen's figure kept swaying, his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. The aftereffect of this poisonous fog was really too damn strong.

  A lone unicorn wolf suddenly pounced towards Ye Chen, its right foot lightly tapping the ground as it swung its long sword and slashed at the unicorn wolf. However, the force transmitted through the long sword caused Ye Chen's figure to stumble backward several steps. The surrounding unicorn wolves went crazy and pounced towards Ye Chen, completely forgetting about Qian Chuanxue on the ground.

  Damn it, these magical beasts actually know how to cherish and appreciate beauty. Ye Chen's heart was filled with a sense of frustration and he barely managed to withstand the frenzied attack of the lone wolf. However, his body's weakness gradually slowed down his speed, and several scratch marks appeared on his shoulder, with blood spraying out wildly.

  Dong dong, the crystal bottle slowly fell from Ye Chen's arms and rolled on the ground for dozens of times before stopping beside Qian Chuan Xue.

  The fruit inside the crystal bottle is particularly eye-catching under the foil of the crystal bottle. The gaze falls on that extremely bright red fruit, and a flash of imperceptible surprise color flashes in a pair of clear eyes, and then exclaims: "Demon-breaking fruit!"

  Bomoguo, also known as the fruit that can cure hundreds of types of primary poison, and Qiyinwu is one of them.

  Her jade-like hands slowly emerged from her sleeves like snow.

  It was extremely difficult to touch the crystal bottle, and then slowly tightened his grip. A very weak true energy suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and several cracks also appeared on the surface of the crystal bottle, which burst open immediately. However, the fragments couldn't hurt Qianchuan Xue at all.

  The red fruit looked extremely enticing, a cool sensation slowly spreading to Qian Xue's palm. Her eyes slightly lifted, seeing Ye Chen gradually unable to withstand the Lone Wolf's frantic attack. Her face slightly sank, her fingers moved, slowly approaching those sensual lips, and then suddenly bit into the fruit amidst Ye Chen's shocked gaze.

  "Damn it, that fruit is inedible!" Ye Chen's long sword chopped out, panting constantly, and hastily stopped drinking.

  However, Qian Chuanxue did not stop and instead slightly opened her mouth, swallowing the red fruit in a few bites.

  That is said to be the holy medicine among the best of the best!

  The extreme product, the nun is also crazy, and was easily solved by Qian Chuanxue in a few words.

  Witnessing the whole process but unable to stop it, Ye Chen's mouth twitched with a hint of bitterness. This woman was indeed crazy.

  A scorching sensation on his shoulder, apparently he had been injured again in the moment of distraction. He withdrew his gaze and responded to the several frenzied unicorns with a somewhat helpless expression.

  The red fruit entered, the sweet juice slowly dissolving in Qianchuan Xue's mouth, instantly transforming into a extremely overbearing energy that rampaged through Qianchuan Xue's body. The originally dormant poison within was also dispersed, thick true energy suddenly surging like a tidal wave through the meridians, then bursting out of the body.

  The sudden surge of energy naturally startled Ye Chen, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Could it be that the fruit wasn't just for nuns to go crazy, but that old scoundrel Xiao Huo had deceived him? After eating the fruit, Qian Chuan Xue's aura was clearly even more terrifying than before. His heart couldn't help but ache - such a good thing had been ruined by someone!

  Qian Chuanxue's figure suddenly leapt up from the ground, and dozens of palms were slapped forward fiercely. The invisible aura, accompanied by a terrifying breaking wind sound, swept towards several lone wolves.

  The terrifying aura directly crushed those few lone wolves into instant minced meat, turning them into several chunks of flesh that splattered in all directions.

  Suddenly losing the unicorn's offensive, Ye Chen directly sat down on the ground, a look of astonishment flashing across his face, staring at Qian Chuanxue with an eerie gaze, his eyes constantly wandering between the broken crystal bottle on the ground and Qian Chuanxue, was that fruit really not a nun but also crazy?