Is it worth it for her?

Seeing that Qin Tian was about to push the door open and walk in, I quickly pulled him back. Leng Wushuang was indeed taking "drugs" refined from poppies, but could poppies possibly have existed back in the primordial era? I was utterly baffled and wanted to pull Qin Tian back to observe the situation first, but I hadn't expected Qin Tian to push the door wide open directly.

Leng Wushuang abruptly raised her head and looked over in shock. "What are you guys doing here? Hurry up and leave! Chu Jun doesn't like outsiders entering!"

"What are you doing? Do you have any idea that thing is going to destroy you?" Qin Tian strode up to Leng Wushuang, snatched the vial from her hand, and said.

"Mind your own business, get out of here right now!" Leng Wushuang snatched the small vial back and said with a chilling tone. I knew there must be hidden depths to this matter; Leng Wushuang couldn't possibly be taking drugs for no reason. Before Chu Jun arrived, I thought it best to retreat first and deal with Leng Wushuang's situation only after solving the problem of the steamed bun shop.

I pulled Qin Tian, intending to leave, when a fierce gust of wind suddenly blew from behind us. I swiftly shoved Qin Tian to the ground—it was almost a sheer reflex, as having struggled on the brink of life and death so many times, I had long grown accustomed to such sudden attacks!

With a loud crash, the table in front of us shattered into pieces. I hurriedly looked back to see Chu Jun standing by the door with his hands behind his back.

"It's you? I was just about to look for you, but I never expected you to actually be able to absorb the magic crystal of the Flaming Beast!" Chu Jun raised an eyebrow upon seeing the two of us.

Flaming Beast? Magic crystal? Was he talking about Qin Tian? No wonder this kid's strength had doubled in just two days—so that was what happened!

"Where on earth have you hidden them?" Qin Tian asked instead of answering, obviously having crossed paths with him before.

"Kill him!" Instead of answering Qin Tian's question, Chu Jun cast his gaze toward Leng Wushuang and issued the command. Looking at Leng Wushuang, she tightly gripped the small white bottle in both hands, biting her lower lip as if hesitating.

"Kill him, and I will give you enough carefree grass." Chu Jun stared straight at Leng Wushuang, his eyes radiating a soul-piercing, chilling glare.

Carefree grass? People of the primordial era actually knew the alternative name for poppies! This was driving me completely out of my mind! Seeing that Leng Wushuang was still hesitating, I secretly circulated my internal energy. Taking advantage of the moment Chu Jun was momentarily stunned, I clenched my fist and lunged forward. My fist was enveloped in a dense layer of black Qi, and within half a second, I reached Chu Jun, aiming my punch straight at his face.

It wasn't until this moment that I truly understood the terrifying nature of two-star strength. My fist stopped half a meter away from Chu Jun; no matter how hard I tried, I could not advance even a fraction of an inch. Realizing something was terribly wrong, I hastily pulled back my fist to retreat, but I was still a fraction of a beat too slow. With a casual wave of Chu Jun's hand, I was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the stone steps.

"How dare you disobey my command? What use is there in keeping you alive?" As he spoke, Chu Jun produced a blazing red longsword from somewhere unknown and thrust the tip straight at Leng Wushuang.

"No!" Qin Tian swiftly lunged forward to shield Leng Wushuang. With a soft thud, the blade pierced straight through Qin Tian's body. The sword's body faintly shimmered with a crimson glow, resembling a raging fire. Blood spilled from the corners of Qin Tian's mouth as he collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

At that moment, I was just struggling to my feet from the steps and happened to witness this scene. I hadn't expected this fool Qin Tian to take that sword strike for Leng Wushuang. Before Chu Jun could pull his sword out of Qin Tian's body, I rapidly gathered the Eight Trigrams in my palm and unleashed a palm strike. A fierce gale instantly swept through the room. The Palm Bagua my master had taught me in the past felt completely different when executed now—could it be related to my recent enlightenment?

There was no time to dwell on it. Seeing Chu Jun pull out his sword and look around in all directions as if searching for something—presumably because the Eight Trigrams formation was taking effect—I immediately unleashed the third volume of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art: Dancing Mountains and Rivers.

At the third tier of Dancing Mountains and Rivers, my speed was more than three times faster than usual, and the consumption of internal energy increased drastically as well. I scooped up the unconscious Qin Tian, bolted out the door, stepped into the void onto the rooftop, and flew away on the wind.

Along the way, I continuously channeled Demonic Qi into Qin Tian; the foolish kid was still breathing. I had no idea how long we had flown, guessing we must have put a considerable distance between us and the World Alliance. Glancing back, I saw Chu Jun had not followed us, so I descended from mid-air and laid Qin Tian down on the ground. Checking his pupils, I found them dilated, and his condition was clearly precarious. Without hesitation, I poured both internal energy and Demonic Qi into him wholesale.

After a long while, Qin Tian slowly opened his eyes. "Old Li, where is Wushuang?" The very first words out of Qin Tian's mouth upon waking were to ask about Leng Wushuang.

"You fool, is it worth it for her?" I helped Qin Tian up and asked.

"Cough..." A mouthful of blood trickled down the corner of Qin Tian's mouth. He clutched his chest as blood spilled down from the wound, and within moments, a puddle of blood had formed on the ground. Along the way, I had attempted to seal Qin Tian's acupoints to prevent excessive blood loss, but I discovered it was entirely impossible to stem the relentless flow of blood. Even with his acupoints sealed, the blood continued to pour out as if it were worthless.

"Doing anything for the person you love is worth it. If it were you, you would do the same. Help me up, I'm going to save Wushuang!" Qin Tian struggled to stand, but he was far too weak; even speaking took an immense amount of effort.

Looking at Qin Tian's cracked lips and pale face, I asked myself: if it were me, would I do this? Would I die for the person I loved? Yes, I suppose I would. It was just that the heavens wouldn't even grant me the right to die for my beloved!

"Can you hold on? Let me channel some Demonic Qi into you first; your life is what matters. Once your injuries heal, I will go with you immediately to rescue Leng Wushuang." I pressed Qin Tian down, placed one hand on his back, and began channeling Demonic Qi into him.

"Stop worrying about me, I'm not going to die just yet! Hurry up and take me to save Wushuang!" Qin Tian shoved my arm away and practically roared at me. Perhaps due to exerting too much force, he burst into a fit of coughing.

Oh Qin Tian, Qin Tian, you really are a man of passion! But in your current state, you'd likely kick the bucket before you even set eyes on Leng Wushuang. Besides, I had just witnessed Chu Jun's strength firsthand—I was simply no match for him! Yet since Qin Tian was willing to cast his life aside, I would throw caution to the wind. For a brother, I'd take this gamble!

Just as I was about to help Qin Tian up to return, Chu Jun suddenly materialized right in front of the two of us. I hadn't even seen when he arrived; he seemed to have appeared out of thin air. I swiftly drew the Ice Sword from my spatial ring. If I couldn't kill you today, then it was just my bad luck, and I'd accept my fate! I had already prepared myself for the worst.

"The Ice Sword?" Chu Jun once again revealed a trace of astonishment.