After eating and drinking his fill, An Yi walked out of the City Lord’s Residence under Qi Hong’s utmost respect.
Seeing that the plague god was finally leaving, Qi Hong was so moved that tears streamed down his face.
“I wonder where those boys went.”
An Yi spoke indifferently.
He had given them the day off. As long as they didn’t cause any trouble, that was fine.
Those guys were all troublemakers who couldn’t be trusted to behave.
Still, with Zi Yun keeping an eye on them, there shouldn’t be any problems.
As he wandered through the streets, An Yi nodded inwardly.
Qicheng truly lived up to its reputation as one of the three most prosperous cities in the Dongling Empire.
That girl is really beautiful!
Just then, a faint fragrance caught An Yi’s attention.
“This is…”
Following the scent, An Yi slowly turned his head.
In the distance was the graceful back of a woman in a red dress. She walked away with elegant, swaying steps, her figure slender and alluring.
“What a beautiful woman.”
An Yi sighed softly.
Her back alone could charm countless warriors.
Who knew what she looked like from the front?
Driven by curiosity about the woman’s appearance, An Yi followed her—or, ahem, happened to walk in the same direction for a while.
“She disappeared?”
An Yi stared thoughtfully at the empty courtyard.
“I wonder how much longer you intend to follow me, sir?”
A slightly seductive voice came from behind him.
An Yi narrowed his eyes and turned around.
The woman wore a red dress. Her features were exquisite, and her figure was alluring. Calling her flawless would not be an exaggeration.
“Ahem, I wasn’t following you, miss. Haven’t we met somewhere before?”
An Yi spoke slowly.
“Indeed, we have.”
The woman in red replied slowly, her mesmerizing eyes fixed on him.
The corners of An Yi’s mouth curled upward.
He naturally knew that this woman was the same one in red whom he had encountered shortly after arriving in Qicheng.
He had even saved her once.
Several months had passed, and her style of dress had changed considerably.
Her face also possessed a little more vitality. She no longer seemed as unapproachable as before.
“Now I remember. What a coincidence. I never thought we’d meet again.” An Yi smiled.
His memory wasn’t that bad. He was simply curious about her background. This woman was no ordinary person!
“Thank you for saving me last time, sir. My name is Hong Lian. I have yet to repay your kindness.”
Hong Lian parted her vermilion lips, her voice soft and sweet.
The moment her seductive eyes met his, an indescribably ambiguous atmosphere spread through the air.
“It was nothing!”
An Yi grinned at Hong Lian, his gaze turning wolfish. “How are you planning to repay me?”
“Well…”
Hong Lian stepped closer, and the neckline of her dress slipped from her shoulder, revealing her delicate, fair skin.
Just as An Yi was getting excited, a cloud of red mist suddenly spread out.
“This…”
An Yi’s eyes went wide. With a thud, he collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.
Hong Lian looked down at An Yi, her expression solemn.
“No matter how I look at it, this man seems to be the best candidate. Tian Xuan, why did you choose that boy instead?”
Hong Lian shook her head and sighed.
In her eyes, An Yi would become Ye Tian’s greatest obstacle in the future.
His fortune was extraordinarily powerful—far surpassing Ye Tian’s. With An Yi constantly suppressing him, Ye Tian would never be able to make a comeback.
If Ye Tian had not insisted back then, during their conversation in the dungeon, she would have already snapped An Yi’s neck.
She gently placed a hand on An Yi’s body, and her expression changed slightly.
“What’s going on? I can clearly sense the Profound Earth Spirit Source within him, so why can’t I detect it?”
Hong Lian’s expression shifted.
The Profound Earth Spirit Source was the foundation of her existence. She absolutely could not lose it!
Then she realized something. Looking at An Yi, she wore an expression of shock.
Could it be…
With that thought, Hong Lian placed her hand over An Yi’s chest.
“Black, red, white, gold, yellow…”
Shock appeared in Hong Lian’s beautiful eyes.
He actually possessed eight spirit meridians!
How had he managed to do that?
By all rights, shouldn’t a person be able to possess only one?
“Chaos Divine Body…”
Hong Lian seemed to realize something, a thoughtful look appearing in her beautiful eyes.
For her, this might be an opportunity.
However, before that, she had to seize control of the Profound Earth Spirit Source.
After searching carefully, Hong Lian’s eyes filled with helplessness.
It had already been devoured by this boy!
“This thing doesn’t belong to you.”
As she spoke, strange red light gathered in Hong Lian’s palm.
This spiritual power was unlike any of the nine great spiritual powers of heaven and earth—metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness. Nor was it World Spirit Power.
Instead, it was an extremely strange and terrifying force, difficult to describe, and filled with a bloody aura.
In Hong Lian’s hand, the red radiance transformed into a blood-colored lotus.
At the same time, yellow spiritual energy surfaced over An Yi’s body.
Boom!
The sound of an explosion rang out.
A silver flash suddenly appeared!
Hong Lian hurriedly retreated several steps, her eyes turning cold.
A girl with long silver hair and breathtaking features appeared out of thin air in front of An Yi.
Her violet eyes watched Hong Lian warily.
“World Spirit Power!”
Hong Lian stared coldly at Long Aoxue.
With only the strength of the early Heavenly Dipper Realm, she was no different from an egg striking a rock.
Long Aoxue had no intention of fighting. She took two steps back, grabbed An Yi, and vanished into thin air in a flash of silver light.
“He’s gone…”
Hong Lian murmured softly, then let out a faint sigh.
Meanwhile, at the gates of Qicheng…
Long Aoxue had no idea where else to go, so she simply sat on the city wall.
An Yi was sleeping soundly with his head resting on her lap, occasionally mumbling in his dreams.
The sky in the east had already darkened.
As pedestrians passed through the city gates, they all looked up at them and pointed.
“Showing off their love on the city wall at night? How shameless.”
“That girl is gorgeous. Don’t you get the feeling she’d be easy to fool?”
“Damn it, let’s go up there together and beat that guy up. This is too infuriating.”
Hearing the noisy voices beside him, An Yi slowly opened his eyes and wiped the drool from his mouth.
“How did I end up here…?”
An Yi sat up from Long Aoxue’s soft thigh. Looking at the bustling traffic below the city wall, he felt even more speechless.
Long Aoxue gestured as she spoke: “A woman in a red dress wanted to harm you. I rescued you.”
“What kind of harm? Maybe she simply thought I was incredibly handsome and wanted to have a deeper exchange with me.”
An Yi rubbed his dizzy head and secretly cursed himself.
He had let his guard down because she was a woman.
He never expected to fall victim to her trick.
He had always been wary of that woman named Hong Lian, but he had never imagined that she would actually drug him unconscious.
As a doctor with maxed-out medical skills, he should have developed immunity long ago.
Recalling the faint earthy scent on Hong Lian’s body, An Yi fell into thought.
He felt as if he had smelled it somewhere before, but he couldn’t remember where. For the moment, it simply wouldn’t come to him.
Looking at Long Aoxue, who still seemed somewhat dazed, An Yi smiled and gently rubbed her head.
“All right, thank you for rescuing me. Here’s a fifth-grade spirit core as your reward.”
Joy shone in Long Aoxue’s violet eyes, and she nodded vigorously.
After Long Aoxue returned to his storage space, An Yi leaped down from the city wall.
He had gone to the City Lord’s Residence, solved nothing, and wasted an entire day.
At that moment, two young men happened to appear beneath the city wall.
“Let’s go, Chang Feng. I heard the Boss is here in Qicheng!”
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