Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 311 - 213: The Buddha Is Busy!

From hell to heaven, for Zhao Yi, it happened almost in the blink of an eye.

First, the Chaos Storm came fiercely.

Zhao Yi looked at the suffocating black lightning storm, not daring to let the Zhao ancestors enter the Little World to share the Tribulation Thunder.

Because that wasn’t sharing, it was sending them to their deaths.

Although Zhao Yi often tricked those ancestors, he hadn’t become so deranged as to push them into a pit of fire.

The main thing was that even if he piled up all the people, it was no use.

Zhao Yi believed the Divine Soul Avatar in the Spirit Realm had already assessed the situation.

Zhao Yi believed that if the ancestors could be of any help, the Divine Soul Avatar wouldn’t spare them.

The Divine Soul Avatar’s judgment was that bringing the ancestors into the Little World wouldn’t solve the problem.

Rather than sending them to a needless death, it was better to take a risk and throw the mysterious person in.

The final outcome proved the Divine Soul Avatar had gambled right.

That mysterious person actually withstood the Chaos Storm’s deadly full-force strike, buying Zhao Yi some precious time to breathe.

Then, there was the True Dragon.

Zhao Yi thought of many things but was still unsure why the True Dragon wanted to kill him.

And the attack was a lethal move from the start.

Of course, Zhao Yi speculated that the True Dragon might not genuinely want to kill him.

Maybe it was testing.

After all, the "Ancient" most likely hunted by the True Dragon was in his Divine Sense World.

No matter how strong the True Dragon was, it couldn’t directly spy on Zhao Yi’s Sea of Consciousness.

But compared to the True Dragon, Zhao Yi’s power was too weak.

The True Dragon’s single breath almost took his life.

But now it’s too late to talk about all that.

Whatever the True Dragon intended before doesn’t matter anymore.

From the moment Zhao Yi sent the True Dragon into the Little World to resist the Tribulation Thunder.

Zhao Yi had already thoroughly offended the True Dragon.

If the True Dragon doesn’t die, he must die!

"Hiss!"

Zhao Yi suddenly gasped.

Zhao Yi looked down and saw Yao Qing’s hands covered in blood, staring at Zhao Yi’s wound with tears streaming down her face.

"What’s wrong?" Zhao Yi grimaced in pain and asked.

Yao Qing’s eyes were already swollen from crying.

Hearing Zhao Yi’s question, she choked back her sobs and said, "I’m useless, I can’t get it in..."

"Can’t get what in?" Zhao Yi was puzzled by her words.

Yao Qing couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into loud sobs, "Your intestines are severed, and I can’t get them in..."

Hmm?

Zhao Yi looked down for a moment.

Indeed.

His intestines were indeed severed in several places, flowing out from the wound on his lower abdomen.

When Zhao Yi looked over, he saw a chaotic mess of black, white, yellow, red—various mixed colors like glue, looking extremely disgusting.

Yao Qing had just tried to connect the severed intestines, but they were like slippery eels, alive.

She couldn’t grip them and couldn’t get them in.

As she spoke, she reached out once again.

As if unwilling to give up, determined to stuff all those intestines into Zhao Yi’s abdomen.

"Enough."

Zhao Yi quickly stopped Yao Qing.

It was one thing that Yao Qing couldn’t stuff the intestines back,

but every movement she made caused Zhao Yi pain.

Zhao Yi had just almost been dismembered by the True Dragon but hadn’t suffered as much as he did now.

"Leave it!"

Zhao Yi gasped in pain, gritting his teeth, "My physical body is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. As long as I don’t die on the spot, I won’t die."

At this time, Linglong found the healing medicine and prepared to apply it to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi raised his hand to stop her.

Zhao Yi gritted his teeth and told the two, "Find a safe place to hide; I’ll go to another place to heal."

Zhao Yi’s injuries were severe.

If he hadn’t mainly focused on his physical body cultivation, the True Dragon’s breath might have almost sliced him in two.

Though he didn’t die, his severe injury wouldn’t heal quickly.

Therefore, Zhao Yi thought of the Little World.

When the Chaos Storm bombarded the Little World, Chaos Qi decomposed into some special substances.

The most notable among them was Spiritual Energy.

The Spirit Lake, Spirit Medicine, Spirit Fruit, and Spirit Ore in the Little World were produced after decomposing Chaos Qi.

Besides Spiritual Energy, there was an unknown mysterious substance.

Although Zhao Yi couldn’t be sure what that thing was, it was what the Purple Gold Divine Dragon relied on to successfully transform.

What Zhao Yi wanted to find was that unknown thing.

Zhao Yi’s injuries were extremely severe; if using ordinary methods to heal, it might take a year or two to recover.

But if he found that mysterious thing, Zhao Yi was confident to recover in the shortest time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi no longer hesitated and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

It was the first time Yao Qing had seen Zhao Yi open the Little World, and she was stunned, her eyes widening in surprise, "Where did His Highness go?"

Linglong waved her hand, indicating her not to speak, then imitated Zhao Yi’s earlier action, leaned against the black stone tablet, and sat down on the ground with a thump.

Leaning against the cold stone tablet, Linglong finally returned to her senses.

She looked down at her hands, realizing only then that her hands had been trembling all along.

Linglong mechanically turned her head, twisting her stiff neck toward the direction of the Taotie Divine Hall, with her face full of fear.

Just a little.

Just a little.

Just a little and Zhao Yi would have died!

Linglong simply couldn’t imagine if Zhao Yi had died in front of her.

What awaited her.

What awaited the Yao Race.

What awaited the entire Cultivation Realm would be terrifying consequences!

Linglong thought of the decisive Empress.

Thought of Zuo Xiaoluo, the unbeatable War Immortal of Great Xia, who regarded Zhao Yi as the skies.

Thought of the most talented Sect Leader Miaoyin in a thousand years from Xuanzhen Temple.

If Zhao Yi died.

They would definitely make the entire Cultivation Realm accompany him in death, wouldn’t they?

At this time, a cool breeze blew past, and Linglong suddenly felt ice-cold all over her back.

Only then did she realize her dress was soaked with cold sweat.

Never a believer in gods or Buddha, Linglong couldn’t help but clasp her hands in prayer to the gods and Buddha in the sky.

"Buddha bless, may the Crown Prince survive this disaster and have fortune thereafter!"

When the Buddhist Sect fell, Linglong didn’t go to Sumeru Mountain.

Linglong thought that even if Buddha bore grudges, he shouldn’t hold them against her.

Therefore, Buddha should bless Zhao Yi.

From this, it’s evident that Zhao Yi’s critical injuries drove Linglong into utter panic.

She had lost her wits, grasping at straws, mixing irrational demands with the Buddha.

Yao Qing, watching Linglong from the side, wanted to ask about her sister Yao Su, but seeing Linglong’s grim face, hesitated a bit, and in the end, dared not say anything.

Like Linglong, Yao Qing at this moment also thought of the Buddha whom she usually disdained.

"Buddha bless, I hope my sister is safe and sound."

If Buddha truly had a spirit, he might cry himself to death.

These people treated him just like a chamber pot.

Despised him to the bone when not needed, wishing him thrown into a latrine pit.

When they needed him, they raised all sorts of unreasonable demands.

Without considering that it was just a chamber pot after all.

Little World.

The place Zhao Yi chose to descend was upon the Purple Gold Divine Dragon’s head.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon laid in a collapsed Spirit Ore Pit, poked its head out, stealthily observing the mysterious person and the suddenly appearing gigantic remnant dragon.

Suddenly, it felt a weight on its head, shivering in fright, nearly jumping up!

"It’s me!" Zhao Yi lowered his voice and said.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon sensed Zhao Yi’s aura and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It rolled its enormous eyes, lowering its voice and said:

"Why are you sneaky like this?"

"Do you know, people can scare dragons to death!"

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