Chaotic World Book-Chapter 65 - 64: Tiger Fallen in Pingyang

"Playing it cool feels great for a moment, but it can also invite others to chase you," he thought. "Perhaps all the riders we saw along the shore earlier were assassins."

Zhao Changhe dared not halt. He grabbed Cui Yuanyang and fled desperately, dashing off the road into a field and shortly thereon into a small grove, swifter than a rabbit.

There were no mountains... Fortunately, ancient woods were abundant, providing some concealment. Chasing on horseback was impossible here, and the terrain could be used for a slight rest.

It was twilight when they boarded the ship, and despite the fierce battle and escape across the river, it was still not completely dark, showing how brief the time had been.

Yet, in this short duration, Zhao Changhe had suffered the most severe injuries he had encountered since his crossover: first a kick, then poisoned by a sting underwater, and now blood still seeping from his chest, his clothes soaked red, face pale and condition terrible.

But at least they had crossed the river. Had they passed the most troublesome hurdle?

Exhausted, Zhao Changhe leaned against a tree, panting heavily, "This is ridiculous, it makes no sense. Why wouldn’t his weapon’s poison dissipate in water, and isn’t he afraid of drinking the toxic water himself..."

Cui Yuanyang shook her head, just as clueless about the ways of the Worldly Society, and not in the mood to explore the issue deeply at that moment. Seeing Zhao Changhe continuously bleed without anything to bind the wound, she feared he might bleed out and die without even fighting...

Stomping her feet, she exclaimed, "You, always thinking of such things... You should talk less when you’re injured as it can affect your wounds. And yet you still have the energy to loudly declare ’we shall meet again’..."

"Cough," Zhao Changhe coughed dryly. "I could do without everything else, but I must keep up appearances. That’s something you wouldn’t understand."

Cui Yuanyang: "..."

"Hey, about that arrow I just shot, do you think I could nickname myself ’Zi Long’? My surname is Zhao, after all."

"What are you even saying! Rest properly!" Cui Yuanyang stamped her foot in anger, while Zhao Changhe simply chuckled.

She was at her wits’ end with him but it truly pained her to see him this way.

Remembering how he had cut his own flesh and poured wine over it, she felt the pain just watching; he didn’t show a single change in expression. Cui Yuanyang felt that even the bravest of men on the Heaven, Earth, and Human List from her family couldn’t compare to this man’s heroism, they weren’t even in the same league.

Could this be the difference between a bandit and a man of a great house?

No, in all the heaven and earth, there was only this Zhao Changhe.

The injuries he now bore were all sustained in his effort to protect her... What could she do for him?

Biting her lip in thought, she moved behind the tree.

Zhao Changhe didn’t notice her movements; he was joking aloud while internally exerting his Inner Strength to expel the poison.

The medicine Cui Yuanyang gave earlier only suppressed the toxin, not neutralized it. However, the benefit of having Inner Strength was that poison could be expelled, a common feat in television—logically, his turn should be no different, especially since the Xia family’s cultivation technique was considered Divine Skill.

Upon closer inspection, the toxin wasn’t excessively formidable—it wasn’t a lethal contact poison, but mainly caused corrosion and muscle weakening. Thus, its invasive nature was mild and relatively manageable. As he drove his Inner Strength, he could almost see the toxins being squeezed out, slowly expelled through the wounds.

He even sensed some of the toxins being directly dissolved by his Inner Strength, rendering them ineffective.

He could almost confirm another characteristic of the Xia Longyuan’s cultivation technique: high Poison Resistance, which would be a blessing in his future adventures in the Worldly Society.

It was starting to resemble the Nine Yang Divine Skill, but sadly, he couldn’t focus on that technique as a primary practice due to his ’age disadvantage’... At least Zhang Wuji had the foundation of the Wudang Nine Yang since childhood.

For now, he had no energy to think on these.

Although he successfully expelled the poison, Zhao Changhe’s fatigue grew immensely.

Earlier, driven by adrenaline, he hardly felt any pain—not because he was particularly resilient, but because the characteristics of the Blood Evil Skill allowed one to overlook much under its influence.

However, once the high from the Blood Evil Skill wore off, exhaustion hit particularly hard. He was very tired.

Not just tired, the previously bearable wounds began to hurt; his previous internal injury from a kick was starting to cause a sharp pain in his abdomen.

He hadn’t dried his drenched body after entering the water, and now the dampness and cold were setting in.

All kinds of discomfort descended.

Worse still, the painful negative effects of the Blood Evil Skill, due to intense use of the technique, began to manifest.

Enduring pain was feasible when he was strong, but in weakness?

It felt like all the accrued debuffs exploded at once. When Cui Yuanyang returned from behind the tree, what she saw was Zhao Changhe—who once seemed to her like a Heavenly God incarnate—unknowingly sliding from his seated position to the ground, curled up and groaning in pain.

"Zhao Changhe!" Cui Yuanyang hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "What happened to you? I, I still have medicine..."

But glancing down at Zhao Changhe’s eyes, Cui Yuanyang grew even more shocked. His eyes, now a bloody color and filled with a wild and violent air, seemed ready to pounce and tear her to shreds at any moment.

The negative effects fully erupted from Zhao Changhe, who was nearly unable to suppress the madness-inducing Evil Qi. It could also be said that subconsciously, he might not have wanted to suppress it. Perhaps by not being clear-headed, he wouldn’t feel pain?

"You..." he maintained his last bit of will, and said in a strained whisper, "Stay away from me, the farther the better... I am... very dangerous right now..."

"Impossible!" Cui Yuanyang said anxiously, "You’re in such bad shape, and your wounds are still bleeding! How can I just abandon you!"

"It’s not about you abandoning me... It’s my cultivation technique that might cause me to lose my sanity, and I can’t control it... When that happens, I won’t be myself anymore... Get far away, quick... Uh..."

Cui Yuanyang suddenly extended a finger and pressed an acupoint on Zhao Changhe, silencing the rest of his words.

"Did you really think Yangyang was naïve!" mumbled Cui Yuanyang. "Is it your brains that are fried now, not even remembering I know acupoint techniques?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Cui Yuanyang bit her lower lip and began removing Zhao Changhe’s tattered clothes.

Zhao Changhe: "?"

His confused state was almost shocked back to clarity. What, what are you doing!

A small white rabbit struggled to pull off the big black bear’s clothes, her cheeks blushing as she drew out a bright red silk cloth.

Seeing the mandarin ducks on the cloth, Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded.

Isn’t that your stomach band?

Cui Yuanyang glanced at him, her eyes filled with either scolding or resentment. Bending down shyly, she sprinkled some medicine powder over Zhao Changhe’s wound and carefully bandaged it with the stomach band.

It might indeed be the only thing available to serve as a bandage at the moment.

"Do you still feel discomfort?" Cui Yuanyang adjusted his clothes, gently wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead due to the pain, and spoke softly, "You don’t have to bear everything on your own... Yangyang is not just a fool who holds others back."

Zhao Changhe twitched the corners of his mouth.

Indeed, at least you know how to row... And you coordinate well, letting go of the rope when told, efficiently and decisively.

Actually, this girl has quite the potential.

"Now it’s my turn to take care of you." Cui Yuanyang picked out more medicine and stuffed it into Zhao Changhe’s mouth, "I don’t know how to counter the side effects brought by your Blood Evil Skill... These are medicines to replenish Qi and blood, eat them and rest a while, and you should feel much better..."

Speaking, she scratched her head, "I’m not sure, just guessing. Could it be too much for you?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

I can also feel there is aphrodisiac in these medicines... you could actually start by unblocking my muted acupoint, really.

Forget it, try using Inner Strength to unblock the acupoints.

Finally, it was completely dark, and the forest turned pitch black. Cui Yuanyang began to feel a bit guilty, the pillar she depended on most had fallen. Now as the night was dark and the wind was high, everything around seemed terrifying. But knowing that people were searching for her nearby, she didn’t dare to start a fire.

Forget it, first find some water for Zhao Changhe to drink.

Cui Yuanyang turned to leave when, with a cry of "Ouch," she hooked onto a tree root on the ground and fell flat.

With rabbit ears tumbling forward, Cui Yuanyang sprawled out in the shape of a ’big character,’ crying with a whimper, and the little emotion she had been keeping under control suddenly collapsed.

All at the Mystical Gate Third Layer, Yangyang is really useless. freēwēbnovel.com

She shouldn’t have let him walk this thorny path, how nice it would have been to go watch the mists and rains of Jiangnan together...wuwuwu...

From a distance, faint voices could be heard, "Check that direction! Zhao Changhe is injured; he couldn’t have gone far."

People have finally found us!

Cui Yuanyang suddenly sprang up, rushed over trying to carry Zhao Changhe and flee, but unexpectedly, Zhao Changhe was significantly heavier, and to her surprise, she could not lift him on her own.

From behind came the sigh from Zhao Changhe, "The Muted Acupoint has finally opened. Little brat, what performance are you putting on here? Quickly unblock my acupoints, the fight has started!"

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