"By the way, you haven't told me if there are really demonic beasts in these mountains," Yi Feng asked, "I mean, the kind that eats people?"
"Of course," the White Clothed Woman nodded.
"I guess I was too careless. If I had known it was this dangerous, I wouldn't have come up the mountain!" Yi Feng said with lingering fear.
The White Clothed Woman shook her head, realizing that this mortal only now understood the danger of these Hundred Thousand Mountains.
What's even more peculiar is that they managed to cross them unscathed.
It's hard to say whether they were simply lucky fools.
"Ah!"
Just then, the White Clothed Woman suddenly winced in pain, and a small wound appeared on her fair leg.
Yi Feng quickly reacted and swung his sword.
Clang!
He cut the snake, which was about half a meter long and had diamond-shaped patterns on its body, into two pieces.
"Damn, it's a Checkerboard Snake!"
Yi Feng furrowed his brow as he prodded the snake's head with his sword.
Upon hearing this, the White Clothed Woman's face also changed suddenly.
Clearly, she had heard of this kind of snake before.
Although it couldn't be considered a demonic beast, its poison was extremely potent. If her cultivation was still intact, it wouldn't be a big problem, but now...
She wore a pale expression.
It's really a case of misfortune never coming alone.
Just when she was filled with frustration, Yi Feng tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and tightly bound it around her injured leg.
"What are you doing?"
She asked in astonishment.
"Don't move, don't speak, or the poison will spread faster."
Yi Feng urgently ordered.
With that, he carefully made a cut near her wound with his sword and then brought his mouth close.
"Don't..."
She instantly understood that Yi Feng wanted to suck out the snake's venom, causing her to instinctively pull her leg back.
However, Yi Feng firmly held onto her leg and sternly said, "I told you not to move. Just stay still."
The White Clothed Woman was frozen by his rebuke.
Good.
How domineering!
At the same time, Yi Feng, with her leg in his arms, was earnestly sucking out the snake's venom, mouthful by mouthful.
Watching Yi Feng's serious expression, the White Clothed Woman's face revealed a complex emotion. Anxiously, she shouted, "You might die if you do it like this."
But Yi Feng seemed to pay no attention, continuing to suck out the snake's venom without hearing her.
It wasn't until Yi Feng felt it was enough that he finally stopped.
"How are you feeling?"
Yi Feng quickly asked.
"Much better. I can feel that there's not much poison left in me. Even though I don't have cultivation, my physique can eliminate it completely," the White Clothed Woman said. Then she added, "Thank you."
"That's good."
Yi Feng breathed a sigh of relief and tore off another strip of cloth to carefully bandage her wound.
As she watched Yi Feng meticulously dressing her wound, the White Clothed Woman's complexion became indescribably complex.
She never expected to be saved by this mortal once again.
"Alright, I'll go find some herbs to apply to your wound."
Yi Feng tied a knot on the cloth strip and was about to get up, but his legs suddenly weakened. His vision turned black, and his head spun, causing him to collapse.
"How are you feeling?"
Upon seeing this, the White Clothed Woman's face turned pale, and she hurriedly struggled to reach Yi Feng, mustering all her strength to lift him up.
"Are you alright? Can you speak?"
"Don't scare me."
"I told you not to inhale it. If you do, it could cost you your life, but you didn't listen."
With Yi Feng in her arms, the White Clothed Woman was in a frenzy, unsure of what to do.
In the past, a single human life meant nothing to her. She didn't care.
But when she thought of this mortal who died from poisoning while trying to save her...
In that moment, she truly panicked. Her pupils were bloodshot.
Yi Feng couldn't have anticipated that standing up suddenly after crouching for too long would cause his brain to become congested, making him feel dizzy and briefly pass out.
Fortunately, he had regained his senses now.
However, he felt a softness against his body, accompanied by a faint fragrance.
He quickly opened his eyes.
What he saw was pure whiteness.
At the same time, a pair of hands tightly held him, and the feeling of being suffocated overwhelmed him.
"Ugh... Loosen your grip, please. I can't breathe."
Yi Feng hastily exclaimed.
"You're fine, you're fine! It's so good to see you're okay," the White Clothed Woman exclaimed excitedly, her hands releasing their hold on Yi Feng.
"I'm fine, really. Let me get up and catch my breath first."
Yi Feng took a couple of breaths and stood up, casting a meaningful glance at the White Clothed Woman. He never expected that although this woman seemed ordinary in her attire, she had such a domineering presence.
However, when he thought about what had just happened, Yi Feng felt somewhat embarrassed. So, he quickly said, "Wait here for a moment. I'll go find some herbs for you."
Saying that, Yi Feng rushed out of the cave.
"Damn it, I only just found out there are demonic beasts in this mountain. I really hope I don't encounter any!" Yi Feng muttered to himself, gripping his sword tightly as he disappeared into the forest, searching for herbs for the woman.
"Hmm?"
"Another human?"
Just then, a man in black stood in the sky, discovering Yi Feng's whereabouts.
He had a pair of bull horns on his head, and his nose was much larger than an ordinary person's.
Clearly, this person was not human.
"I never expected there would still be humans in this mountain. Now that I've found one, I might as well deal with them!" he murmured to himself, swiftly transforming into a streak of light, closing in on Yi Feng.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
