Chapter 832: Chapter 830: Ghosts that Fear the Light

Su Yingxue’s eyes flashed with satisfaction as she stared at the ghost-like frightened Wu Dao, “You fear the light, but I want you to see that this world belongs to those who live under the sun, not to a monstrous being like you who thinks he can control everything!”

This world belonged to them, not to Wu Dao’s Asura realm!

Wu Dao covered his face and retreated backward, his voice urgent and panting, “Su Yingxue, don’t be so smug!”

Once he obtained the box…

Su Yingxue would die!

She must die!

Behind Su Yingxue, Rong Sheng spoke up to remind her, “Yingxue, take that box, it’s the product of scientific research, destroy it quickly!”

Destroy it!

Only then would Wu Dao’s hope be destroyed!

Then Wu Dao wouldn’t be able to do anything!

Su Yingxue’s eyes hardened as she saw Wu Dao crawling towards the spot where the box had fallen. She immediately lashed out with her whip, sending the box flying and foiling Wu Dao’s attempt to grab it.

Without the box, Wu Dao became weak and powerless, collapsing on the ground, unable to even get up immediately.

Chu Yihan leapt forward, capturing Wu Dao and pressing the Qingfeng Sword against his neck, ready to take Wu Dao’s life at any moment.

Qin Muyan went out to have the palace surrounded and thoroughly eradicate Wu Dao’s dark forces, clearing them out completely, including capturing Han Yuwen and Hong Lian.

On the other side of the Black Jade Dragon Chair, Chu Yifeng, holding his wound, ran to Rong Sheng and embraced her tightly, rubbing against her forcefully, “Senior sister! Senior sister…”

His blood stained Rong Sheng’s snow-white clothes red.

Rong Sheng, enduring intense pain, reached out gently to touch his wound, “First… stop the bleeding.”

She could always think clearly about what should be done and what shouldn’t.

Now was not the time for sentimentality.

If Chu Yifeng’s injuries were not treated, his life would be in jeopardy.

“You tend to me,” Chu Yifeng said, holding her hand, his gaze stubborn.

“I… I’m in no position to save myself right now, only Yingxue… can save you.” Every word Rong Sheng uttered was like stepping on nails with bare feet, her flesh pierced by sharp pain. She felt like every corner of her body was being torn apart, as if someone was ripping her to countless fragments.

She looked at Su Yingxue with pleading eyes.

Su Yingxue looked towards Chu Yihan, who also said, “Save him.”

Su Yingxue nodded, “Okay, rest assured.”

She wouldn’t let Chu Yifeng die.

Even though she didn’t like this madman.

She took out a medical kit from Medicine King Valley, which had everything she needed. As she was about to apply medicine to Chu Yifeng, he suddenly pushed her away. On his pale face, there was a stubbornness filled with malice, “I only want senior sister!”

He needed Rong Sheng to live!

She couldn’t die!

Chu Yifeng’s blood-red eyes stared at Su Yingxue, “Save her! She must live, no one can let her die!”

Stubborn and imperiously tyrannical.

This man’s attitude made him hard to like.

But Su Yingxue understood that it was for Rong Sheng.

Yet for Rong Sheng…

Su Yingxue checked her pulse, the medicine was working quickly.

Rong Sheng’s indifferent face showed no extra expression, “Saving me will take time, this pain, I can bear through it.”

She had already taken a hemostatic drug for herself; she wouldn’t bleed out and die.

But enduring the double dose of painkiller she had injected into herself would require sheer willpower.

If she made it through, so be it.

If she didn’t endure it…

Then it would be her fate.

Rong Sheng persuaded Chu Yifeng, “First let Yingxue give you medicine, both your internal and external injuries are severe.”