C30 You're Here

His vision became blurry. Mo Ziyun bit the tip of his tongue, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth. He could vaguely feel that something had appeared in his mind, as if he could control the entire secret realm with just a thought.

It should be time to go out now... That guy should be coming soon. Mo Ziyun mustered up his Spiritual Energy with difficulty and flashed outside the secret realm. A sharp pain that felt like he was being crushed came along with it, and his Sea of Consciousness, which had not completely recovered yet, was now in an even worse state.

"Puff!" Another mouthful of blood was spat out, and Mo Ziyun leaned against the tree closest to him. Sparkling sweat slid down his cheeks, and his face was as pale as a glass doll.

Mo Ziyun looked around and knew that he was still in the Nether Forest. Although exhaustion filled his mind, he did not dare to relax in the slightest, not afraid that some Devil Beast would suddenly appear.

He did not expect that he would be forced to such an extent. He helplessly pulled at the corner of his mouth. Perhaps it was his wound, but there was a piercing red at the corner of his mouth. Mo Ziyun turned his hand and a pill appeared in his hand. He swallowed it without hesitation.

This pill could temporarily make him lose his sense of pain, but it was just a loss. His injuries would not be alleviated at all, and they would even worsen. But now there was nothing he could do. With this pill, he could at least use some spiritual energy.

He believed that Di Yuanxiu would come, so what he needed to do was to protect his life before Di Yuanxiu came. In his current state, leaving the Nether Forest was simply a pipe dream.

Any random Devil Beast could take his life, and his injuries couldn't be delayed. Without herbs to treat his injuries, he would either die or be crippled. It could be said that he had placed all his hopes on Di Yuanxiu. He believed that this person would come back, and he also believed that this person would save him.

Shua! The calm atmosphere was broken as a man in black appeared out of nowhere and ran towards a certain direction without any hesitation. His speed was so fast that only a shadow could be seen.

Di Yuanxiu's handsome face was filled with anxiety. When he thought of the mental fluctuation that Mo Ziyun had just transmitted, he felt a wave of panic. Damn it, what happened to the little guy again?

A snow-white figure entered his sight. The blood on the white clothes was so dazzling.

"Ziyun!" Di Yuanxiu teleported in front of Mo Ziyun and carefully pulled her into his arms. When he felt that the person in his arms was heavily injured, a tyrannical aura instantly enveloped him. Who was it!? He actually caused him to be like this.

"You're finally here..." A familiar aura surrounded him. Mo Ziyun smiled faintly and closed his eyes in relief.

"Ziyun?" Di Yuanxiu called out twice in a low voice. He found that the person in his arms had fainted, but fortunately, his life was not in danger.

Devil Realm -

In a luxurious room, a young man was standing in front of a cauldron of pill furnace. His forehead was covered in sweat.

Xuanyuan Qing stared intently at the pill furnace in front of him, not daring to relax at all. Otherwise, he would have wasted these past few days without sleep or rest.

Just as he was about to form his core, the spatial fluctuations in the room became abnormal, and it was this fluctuation that caused all his previous efforts to be in vain.

"F * ck! I didn't say that no one was allowed... Ah? Your Honor?" Xuanyuan Qing was just about to get angry, but when he saw who it was, he swallowed his anger. What a joke! He hadn't lived long enough to get angry at this person.

Di Yuanxiu walked out with Mo Ziyun in his arms. He coldly glanced at Xuanyuan Qing, " Come with me." As he spoke, he tore apart the void. The Devil Realm was not suitable for Ziyun to recuperate from his injuries. His injuries were already severe enough, so it would definitely be worse if he was tormented by the demonic Qi.

Xuanyuan Qing didn't understand what was going on, but he still obediently followed. When he saw Di Yuanxiu carrying someone in his arms, he rubbed his eyes. Eh? Was he seeing things? His Honor actually condescended to hug someone else, and it was a weak chicken!?

It was really weird. Every year, there were a lot of things like this. A few days ago, his Honor had asked him to make an egg. He was a famous Grandmaster Alchemist, yet he had fallen to such a state.

Di Yuanxiu didn't want to waste any more time. He carried Mo Ziyun to the hot spring in the bamboo forest where they went last time. It was still foggy, and behind the fog, a small attic could be vaguely seen. This was the place where Mo Ziyun woke up last time.

Di Yuanxiu carried Mo Ziyun to the dormitory and gently put him down. His eyes were soft as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

Xuanyuan Qing felt as if he was in a mess in the wind. Who was this tamed large loyal dog in front of him? Where was His Honor, who was domineering, arrogant, and had a bad temper?!