The Host Of An Ancient Spirit Chapter 39

The air was full of a b.l.o.o.d.y smell and only Chen Feng and Murong Xiaorou remained there then.

Chen Feng suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "I got poisoned and I need a safe place to practice martial arts."

Murong Xiaorou nodded and extended her jade hand to take Chen Feng away into the distance. The speed at the Ling sense level was much faster than that of the Ling shape level. With the help of the strong wind, they left the battlefield in just a few leaps.

After several vacillations, Murong Xiaorou led Chen Feng to a hidden valley surrounded by strange flowers and gra.s.ses. The ancient battlefield was full of ruins and debris everywhere, however, the environment here was particularly pleasant.

"It’s a good place to heal wounds due to not only the pleasant scenery but also the quietness and calm," Chen Feng whispered as his face flushed red. It seemed that the poison had started to invade his body. He had a very strange feeling that his body was full of an unbearable heat.

"Here’s the place where I got the clotting fruit. n.o.body had ever found this place, so you can force the toxins out of your body here," Murong Xiaorou said slowly. Within a flash of time, a delicate jade bottle with a red fruit appeared on her palm.

Chen Feng was stunned because he knew the two items were extraordinary, especially the red fruit, which was full of a force of vitality. After taking just a few gentle sips, Chen Feng felt his blood energy start to be agitated. With a moment of hesitation, he asked, "It’s yours, but you intend to give it to me?"

Murong Xiaolu nodded and said affirmatively, "Well, without your protection, I couldn't have held onto it earlier. Moreover, I’m afraid I would have been killed by the disciples of the Blood Sect. It’s just a red fruit. If you don't accept it, I really don't know what should be done to make myself feel better."

At these words, Chen Feng was not as courteous as before since the clotting fruit had the same fatal temptation for him as it had for those disciples. With the a.s.sistance of the fruit, Chen Feng was confident he could improve his blood energy to a higher stage, and even reach the Ling sense level, if possible.

However, swallowing the elixir couldn’t bring much benefit for cultivation. Chen Feng still remembered that some ancient books had relevant descriptions in this regard. To reach the peak of the martial arts, all this elixir might become a point of resistance, which could jeopardize the foundation and limit the potential of the pract.i.tioners.

Should he swallow it or not? Chen Feng hesitated for a while. Since he had already taken a lot of elixir before, there was nothing serious about taking another one. Suddenly, the golden paG.o.da inside his body seemed to slightly rotate in some response and an invisible golden light flashed out to cover the clotting fruit instantly.

The clotting fruit disappeared suddenly under the cover of golden light. Just when Chen Feng was dumbfounded, a pure vitality was poured into his body to make his energy increase by more than double.

Is that the power of the clotting fruit? The golden light just now came to eliminate the drawbacks? Chen Feng thought. Since he had already understood the magical effect of the small paG.o.da in his mind, he felt nothing strange at this moment.

But after the clotting fruit had entered his body, the feeling of physical heat seemed to be more serious.

Full of doubts, Chen Feng frowned. When he absorbed the essence of the clotting fruit, the deadly toxins in his body had already been resolved, but why did he have a strange feeling now?

"What the h.e.l.l is going on?" Chen Feng muttered with a flame burning from his lower abdomen until it completely spread to his whole body; even his mind seemed to have a certain disturbance of consciousness, but the flame was still burning inside.

“Ah!”

Chen Feng let out a bellow like an angry bull as his face turned a terrifyingly b.l.o.o.d.y hue. Murong Xiaorou, who had been waiting outside, heard his shouting and flashed inside to ask with great concern, "What is wrong with you? Those who have reached the Ling shape level would be able to easily force out all the poison. Is there anything that’s poisonous beyond your capability?”     

"I don't know. I only feel a strange fire burning inside me from the lower abdomen. No matter how hard I tried, I cannot effectively suppress it. Now it has started to burn my pa.s.sages through which my vital energy is circulating. I’m afraid I cannot survive it and I don't know how long I can hold on. Maybe I will die very soon," Chen Feng said sadly.

Murong Xiaorou suddenly realized something and her face flushed very quickly. Despite the veil, Chen Feng could still see the redness at the root of her ears.

"Why is your face also turning red? Did you get poisoned? Or is it because of the poisons in my body?" Chen Feng asked in confusion, staring at Murong Xiaorou. Then, he suddenly shouted, "You’d better leave now before the toxins spread. You may still have a chance to survive."

Murong Xiaorou looked at Chen Feng and an expression of entanglement flashed in her eyes. But in the end, she suddenly stepped forward and slowly walked to Chen Feng.

"What are you doing?" Although Chen Feng intended to remove her arms, he didn’t realize he had grabbed them tightly due to the red light that flashed in his eyes as if he were a drowning man grasping at straws.

"Ah!" Murong Xiaorou exclaimed while she was pulled by him. Although she was a master at the Ling sense level, she felt her strength couldn’t stop his intentions, or she just didn’t want to resist it.