Chapter 565: Startling Revelation
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According to Ye Zhiqiu, on that day, after he received the information about the Evil Spirit from Yang Haoran, he immediately left Lecheng and headed for Yunchuan City, his destination for this journey.
As the information he had received wasn't particularly detailed, Ye Zhiqiu needed to spend some time verifying it and locating his target after arriving in Yunchuan City.
Eventually, he successfully located his target. Just as the information Yang Haoran had given him indicated, the target was an Evil Spirit. However, this particular Evil Spirit was considerably more powerful than he had anticipated.
Ye Zhiqiu expended the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, gradually wearing down the Evil Spirit's power. Just as he was finally about to subdue this formidable Evil Spirit, another Evil Spirit inexplicably appeared.
This Evil Spirit had not been mentioned in the information Yang Haoran provided, so he was completely unprepared for it and was caught off guard by its sudden appearance.
However, this Evil Spirit's target wasn't him, the Demon Hunter, but rather the other Evil Spirit that he had nearly crippled.
From the situation at the time, the newly appeared Evil Spirit must have sensed the Yin Qi emanating from the other Evil Spirit and realized its extreme weakness. That's why it rushed to the scene at top speed, hoping to seize an easy opportunity to devour the gravely injured Evil Spirit and thereby enhance its own power.
Therefore, despite knowing that confronting two powerful Evil Spirits was extremely dangerous and very likely to cost him his life, he still decided to fight tooth and nail, refusing to let the late-arriving Evil Spirit simply take advantage.
Next, Ye Zhiqiu first used his body as bait, at the cost of sustaining injuries, to deceive the late-arriving Evil Spirit and create a favorable opportunity for himself. He then forcefully collected the severely wounded Evil Spirit into a Soul-Gathering Bead.
Ye Zhiqiu's actions naturally infuriated the late-arriving Evil Spirit. However, Ye Zhiqiu had long since been enraged by the same Evil Spirit. Neither side wasted words, and another great battle erupted.
Finally, Ye Zhiqiu exhausted every possible method, not only defeating the late-arriving Evil Spirit but also successfully collecting it into another Soul-Gathering Bead. However, he also suffered severe injuries as a result.
Ye Zhiqiu knew how serious his injuries were. If such grave wounds couldn't be treated in time, there was a high chance they would leave him with lasting after-effects.
Moreover, if he were to fall into the hands of others in such a state, no one could predict the outcome. He might be rescued by kind-hearted individuals, or he might be outright killed by ruthless ones.
The battle with the Evil Spirit had caused quite a commotion. After dealing with the late-arriving Evil Spirit, Ye Zhiqiu clearly sensed several energy fluctuations rapidly approaching his location. Therefore, he didn't hesitate and immediately tore through space, leaving Yunchuan City.
The individuals who arrived didn't directly appear by tearing space, which indicated they likely didn't possess the ability to tear through space.
However, Ye Zhiqiu would not underestimate them just because of that. If he truly fell into their hands, he would undoubtedly be the one to suffer.
Furthermore, since these individuals had discovered his presence, it was certain that even stronger experts had detected him. If he didn't leave immediately, he wouldn't be able to escape later.
In Ye Zhiqiu's opinion, his best course of action then was to immediately rush back to Lecheng. Before he lost consciousness, he needed to use all his strength to return to Lecheng as quickly as possible. Once he was back in Lecheng, he would be safe.
However, Yunchuan City and Lecheng were quite far apart, and he wasn't sure if he could make it back to Lecheng in his severely injured state. In that situation, he couldn't afford to worry about such details. He could only drag his gravely wounded body, tearing through space along the way. It would be best if he could return to Lecheng, but even if his body couldn't hold out until he reached Lecheng, he had to get far away from Yunchuan City.
It must be said, Ye Zhiqiu's willpower was remarkably strong. If it had been anyone else with such severe injuries, it would likely have been impossible to return to Lecheng from Yunchuan City. Yet, he gritted his teeth and accomplished it, not only rushing back to Lecheng but even returning to the villa. He only collapsed into unconsciousness after dragging his heavily wounded body to see Yang Haoran.
The entire process Ye Zhiqiu recounted with remarkable simplicity. Not only did his face show no lingering fear, but it was instead filled with an air of indifference. He narrated the events while drinking, as if he were speaking of a trivial, unimportant matter.
Although Ye Zhiqiu acted nonchalant, Yang Haoran could, to some extent, still surmise just how perilous the entire ordeal had been.
“If you had been willing to take some medicinal liquid or Dānyào from the lass before you left, you wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state,” Yang Haoran said with a faint smile after listening to Ye Zhiqiu's account.
The "lass" Yang Haoran referred to was, of course, the Pharmacist Feng Xiao.
The reason he called Feng Xiao "lass" was because Yang Haoran didn't know what would be an appropriate way to address her. If he called her 'Pharmacist Feng,' that was, after all, how others referred to her master. Calling her 'Pharmacist Feng' in front of her would inevitably remind her of her deceased master, stirring up sad memories.
If he simply called her by her given name, Yang Haoran felt it would seem too distant and unfriendly. So, after some consideration, he simply opted to call Feng Xiao "lass," as it felt more intimate.
Moreover, at Feng Xiao's age of fifteen, she truly was just a lass in his eyes.
Before Ye Zhiqiu left for his mission this time, Yang Haoran had specifically instructed him to retrieve some life-saving items, such as medicinal liquid or Dānyào, from Feng Xiao, to ensure his safety during the journey and to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.
However, Ye Zhiqiu had not followed Yang Haoran's instructions. He felt there was no need for such trouble, as he was confident in his own strength and methods; even if he couldn't win, escaping shouldn't be an issue.
Furthermore, once he consumed the medicine concocted by Feng Xiao, he would be indebted to her. Favors were easy to incur but troublesome to repay, and he didn't want to owe Feng Xiao anything.
It was precisely for these two reasons that Ye Zhiqiu did not go to Feng Xiao for medicine when he left, but instead headed directly for Yunchuan City.
Yang Haoran was somewhat speechless about Ye Zhiqiu's actions but not surprised. He didn't dwell on it and didn't force Ye Zhiqiu to take any medicinal liquids or Dānyào.
It was indeed quite ironic that Ye Zhiqiu refused such treasures that others couldn't even beg for.
Now, the matter had become even more ironic. The confident Ye Zhiqiu had stumbled, nearly dying outside. He, who had not wanted to owe Feng Xiao a favor, ultimately had to consume the medicinal liquid she prepared, incurring that very debt.
Seeing Yang Haoran bring up the matter now, Ye Zhiqiu appeared somewhat embarrassed and quickly took several more gulps of wine. It was unclear whether he was trying to hide his embarrassment this way or simply wanted to drink more to alleviate the vexation in his heart.
“Heh heh, since the favor is already owed anyway, why bother dwelling on it? In the future, when you go out on missions, for the sake of safety, it's still best to carry some life-saving medicine to prevent similar situations from happening again. Actually, you really don't need to be so formal; we're all on the same side, there's no need to feel awkward at all,” Yang Haoran said with a smile.
Ye Zhiqiu set down his wine flask, swallowed the wine in his mouth, and stated indifferently, “I only work for you for ten years. After ten years, there will be no connection between us. You are you, and I am I. So, strictly speaking, I am not 'one of your own' in your eyes, and you are likewise not 'one of my own' in mine. ”
Ye Zhiqiu's words were very direct. If it had been anyone else, they might have felt awkward, but Yang Haoran heard Ye Zhiqiu's statement without showing the slightest hint of embarrassment.
“Heh heh, just because you think that way now doesn't mean you'll still think that way in the future. Ten years might just change your opinion of me,” Yang Haoran said with a smile.
“Oh, really? ” Ye Zhiqiu took a gulp of wine, then counter-questioned Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran's smile remained unchanged, and he nodded confidently at Ye Zhiqiu.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at Yang Haoran for several seconds, then gently shook his head. After tilting his head back for another gulp of wine, he finally spoke again, “Something big must have happened recently in your Yunchuan City Underworld Division. ”
Ye Zhiqiu's sudden pronouncement startled Yang Haoran, while also sparking his curiosity. Moonlit Night God
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