Chapter 492: Jealousy Burns in the Heart

Seeing the opponent pounce excitedly, Zu'an was speechless. "Aren't dragons a bit too weak?" he thought. Not only did their name fail to intimidate the enemy, but it seemed to excite them even more.

This made him question the true status of dragons in this world.

But he had no time to ponder such thoughts now. Seeing the opponent charge, he quickly pushed Qiu Honglei aside and dodged in a different direction.

Mosquito Daoist had seen his peculiar movement technique before, so she wasn't surprised he could evade her attack. She had held back a third of her strength in her initial strike. Seeing this, she didn't wait for her current move to fully finish, but continued to grab at him.

Zu'an continuously used the "Sunflower Phantom" movement technique multiple times. While he could temporarily evade the opponent's attacks, he couldn't shake her off. The opponent clung to him like a maggot on a bone, always staying within three feet.

Several times he was nearly caught by her sharp, long fingers, and Zu'an was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

But the opponent's cultivation was far superior to his, and having dominated the underworld for so many years, her combat experience and sharp perception were outstanding. A series of calculated attacks forced him into an increasingly smaller space for maneuvering and dodging.

"Got you!" Mosquito Daoist let out a charming laugh, and suddenly, a hand reached out to grasp his shoulder.

This was precisely the moment when Zu'an's old strength had diminished and new strength had not yet arisen, making it impossible for him to dodge the grab.

Just as he cursed inwardly, a long sword swung from the side, perfectly blocking her certain-kill strike.

"You vixen, you're dead!" Mosquito Daoist glared at Qiu Honglei, yelling in fury. She had finally found an opportunity to corner Zu'an, only for it to be ruined by her.

She knew that Zu'an's peculiar movement technique was quite troublesome even for her. With this experience, it would be difficult to catch him again.

Thinking of this, she grew even more resentful, and her every move became lethal.

If she had held back some strength when trying to catch Zu'an earlier—since she still wanted to obtain the "Phoenix Nirvana Scripture" from him—now, against Qiu Honglei, she had absolutely no reservations.

She only needed to snatch the Everlasting Lamp from Qiu Honglei; whether she lived or died didn't matter, especially since she had always detested women more beautiful than herself.

Seeing Qiu Honglei's unparalleled beauty and the pity and adoration in the eyes of the men who looked at her, Mosquito Daoist felt a surge of wicked fury. She not only wanted to kill her but also wanted to peel off her face, to see how she would ever tempt men again.

Facing her merciless attacks, Qiu Honglei's heart filled with alarm. She quickly swung her sword in defense, employing her swordsmanship to its utmost limit.

Unfortunately, the gap between their strengths was too vast. With one hand, the opponent directly broke through her sword net, effortlessly twisting and breaking her long sword. Then, turning her palm into a claw, she struck directly at Qiu Honglei's face.

She intended to rip off that seductive face from Qiu Honglei's head.

Because her long sword had just been broken, the powerful force transmitted through it caused her internal energy to become incredibly chaotic. For a moment, she couldn't muster the strength to resist.

Watching the chilling glint from the opponent's long nails, her mind went blank. In that instant, she seemed to feel the breath of death.

Just then, a figure stepped in front of her, embracing her, and took the opponent's vicious claw strike directly on their back.

Rip!

Even Zu'an's body, which had been tempered twice by the "Primal Chaos Scripture," was like paper before Mosquito Daoist's sharp nails. Her nails pierced directly into him, creating five bloody holes.

Mosquito Daoist was startled at first, then grew furious. "You brat, are you throwing away your life for her?"

As a woman, she had never met a man who would treat her this way. So, seeing another woman receive such devotion, she was utterly enraged.

Mosquito Daoist's Rage +1024!

Zu'an wouldn't necessarily throw away his life for a woman. Rather, he had just keenly noticed that the opponent's killing intent when attacking him was much weaker than when attacking Qiu Honglei. He immediately realized that the opponent was likely after the "Phoenix Nirvana Scripture" and therefore wouldn't kill him for now.

Precisely because he saw through this point, and because his body was inherently resilient, he chose to step forward and block that fatal blow for Qiu Honglei.

But since the opponent had set him up so perfectly, it would be a waste of his usual quick wit not to seize the opportunity. He immediately looked at Qiu Honglei with deep affection: "Of course, what meaning would my life have if she were to die?"

"A'Zu!" Tears immediately streamed down Qiu Honglei's face. Over the years, whether in the Holy Sect or the Immortal Residence, she had grown accustomed to men's sweet words and had never taken them seriously.

But now, seeing Zu'an risk his life to save her, and then utter those words with blood at the corner of his mouth, she felt as if her heart had been struck by a heavy hammer. She was overwhelmed with emotion.

Seeing her reaction, Zu'an was also startled. "It can't be that serious, can it?" he thought. In the past, this woman was also seductive and graceful, and they often bantered playfully with each other.

Mosquito Daoist, witnessing this public display of affection, felt quite vexed. She withdrew her hand, intending to kill Qiu Honglei to vent her anger.

Just then, the other several cultivators also reacted, rushing forward one after another.

Mosquito Daoist was somewhat annoyed by them. She instinctively opened her mouth, intending to repel everyone with a sonic attack. But no sooner had the buzzing sound begun than a voice asked, "What are you looking at?"

"What about it if I'm looking at you?!" Mosquito Daoist finally understood the pain the old dragon had suffered earlier. What was even more unbearable was that the opponent didn't stop her ultimate move beforehand, but waited until she had just unleashed it to interrupt her.

This forced her to immediately convert her ultimate move into a response to that question. Having her ultimate move forcibly swallowed back halfway, the powerful sonic backlash often made her own head buzz loudly. Had her cultivation not been so strong, she might have already been severely injured and spitting blood.

Even so, with her ultimate move interrupted several times in a row, she was extremely uncomfortable and couldn't use that ultimate move again for a while.

The other several cultivators seized the opportunity to use their unique techniques to ensnare her. Thunder Cultivator, while swinging his huge hammer, reminded Qiu Honglei beside him: "Saintess, quickly take Zu'an and leave here! We'll hold her back!"

They also understood that Mosquito Daoist was after Zu'an and the Everlasting Lamp. Neither could fall into her hands.

Qiu Honglei also understood the gravity of the situation. Coupled with her concern for Zu'an's injuries, she nodded and said, "You all be careful!"

She then helped Zu'an and quickly vanished into the night.

Watching her captured prey escape, Mosquito Daoist roared repeatedly, immediately wanting to give chase. Unfortunately, those several cultivators were all fighting with all their might, and she herself had expended considerable energy. For a moment, she couldn't break free.

Meanwhile, Qiu Honglei supported Zu'an and ran rapidly. Only when the inn was out of sight did she quickly stop. "A'Zu, how are your injuries?"

Zu'an shook his head, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

But as he spoke, he couldn't help but frown. That woman's claws were quite potent; why was it getting more painful now?

"How can such severe injuries be minor?" Qiu Honglei quickly checked his wound and suddenly gasped, "Her nails are poisoned!"

Seeing the several bloody holes on his back, with a faint layer of dark purple around them, Qiu Honglei's tears streamed down. "It's all my fault," she sobbed, "otherwise you wouldn't have been so severely injured."

"Silly girl," he said, "I only suffered a minor injury, but I saved such a beautiful, fairy-like maiden. That's a huge profit already, so why are you crying?" Seeing her tear-streaked face, Zu'an couldn't help but reach out and wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

Qiu Honglei chuckled softly and couldn't resist gently slapping him. "Look at the situation we're in," she said, "and you're still so fond of jokes."

Then she said anxiously, "The poison in your wound needs to be dealt with quickly, or it'll be troublesome."

"How do we deal with this?" Zu'an wondered if the "Primal Chaos Scripture" could detoxify it.

"Don't move," Qiu Honglei said softly. Then she knelt behind him, gently brought her red lips to his wound, and began to suck out the poison from it.

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My condition isn't great today, so I'm not sure if there will be a second chapter. If not, I'll make it up tomorrow.