Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 713 - 711: A Little Lick and It Won’t Hurt

Chapter 713: Chapter 711: A Little Lick and It Won’t Hurt

"Steward Zhao, where is that fellow? Did you kill him?"

Not seeing Luo Feng, the red-skirted young woman assumed Steward Zhao had killed him and couldn’t help but ask.

Hearing this, Steward Zhao’s expression changed slightly. He knelt and replied, "Miss, I have failed. I let him escape."

He escaped? Beneath the red-skirted young woman’s Daimei, her eyes showed utter shock.

She was well aware of Steward Zhao’s strength; even among Level Seven Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists, he was a top contender. So, hearing that Luo Feng had actually escaped from Steward Zhao, she found it hard to believe.

"What about that arrogant little Demon Eye Clan girl?" After taking a shallow breath, the red-skirted young woman asked again.

Steward Zhao replied sullenly, "He took her away as well..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing, who was standing nearby, was dumbfounded.

He actually managed to escape smoothly, and even rescued that little girl? How on earth did he do it?

Even hearing it with his own ears, Zhou Qing still found it difficult to believe.

The red-skirted young woman looked at Steward Zhao, her gaze somewhat cold. "Steward Zhao, that fellow should only be at Level Five Spiritual Rotation Realm cultivation, and he was dragging along a burden. With your strength, how could you let them escape so easily? Did you intentionally let them go?"

"I wouldn’t dare!" A drop of cold sweat trickled down Steward Zhao’s nose as he replied with utmost fear and trepidation, "Miss, it’s all because that brat was too cunning..."

Saying that, Steward Zhao recounted the entire pursuit and how Luo Feng had managed to elude them.

So he deliberately lured the Fire Evil Spirit Body here... A cold glint appeared in the red-skirted young woman’s bright eyes. Just moments ago, besieged by the Fire Evil Spirit Body, she had almost thought she would be burned alive and perish here. Now, learning that Luo Feng was the mastermind behind it all, she was filled with an extreme hatred.

"You were with him. What is his identity?" The red-skirted young woman’s gaze shifted to Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing started, nervously shaking his head. "I don’t know. I was attacked by a Bloody Shadow Wolf, and he saved me. We were just strangers who met by chance. Other than his name being Feng Luo, I know nothing else about him. Miss, look, he even attacked me."

As he spoke, Zhou Qing lifted his sleeve, revealing a half-foot-long knife wound on his left arm.

Seeing the wound, the red-skirted young woman gave a cold laugh. "I suppose you wouldn’t dare to hide anything."

Hearing the young woman’s words, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, his lowered gaze flickering slightly. Only now did he realize that the knife Luo Feng had thrown at him wasn’t meant to kill him, but to sever their connection and save his life.

"Feng Luo..." The red-skirted young woman, her expression icy, stared at Steward Zhao, who stood silently beside her. "Steward Zhao, regardless of the reason, you let Feng Luo escape. That is your dereliction of duty! If you can’t catch him, you will bear all responsibility!"

"I understand!" Steward Zhao took a deep breath, a cold light flickering in his eyes as he said, "Miss, please rest assured. He is also heading to the Imperial City. Once we reach Azure Sky City, I will definitely find this arrogant brat!"

"Very good! And that Demon Eye Clan girl! She dared to leave without permission; she cannot be let off lightly either."

The red-skirted young woman nodded with satisfaction and ordered, "We depart immediately. Bring the horses."

One of the Red Armor Guards hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Miss, all the horses were killed by the Fire Evil Spirit Body. We can only travel to Azure Sky City on foot..."

Upon hearing this, a layer of frost seemed to settle on the red-skirted young woman’s delicate, pretty face. For someone of her status to be reduced to traveling on foot... If word of this got out in Azure Sky City, she would be utterly humiliated.

"Feng Luo..." Biting her red lip, her eyes flashing with hatred and her fists clenched, the red-skirted young woman said coldly, "We’ll buy a carriage outside Azure Sky City before entering. Let’s move."

With her words, the group of seven executed their Qinggong and swiftly departed, treading upon the wind.

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The scorching sun hung high, a gentle breeze rustled by, and clusters of clouds drifted slowly across the sky.

Beyond Flame Rock Canyon lay a range of undulating mountains. These mountains were not precipitous but picturesque, with clear waters and verdant scenery. Roads snaked through them, and signs of human activity could occasionally be seen.

WHOOSH!

The sound of rushing wind broke the silence as a figure landed on a cliff.

I should have shaken them off by now... Luo Feng surveyed the verdant, picturesque mountains around him and let out a breath he had been holding.

After Steward Zhao’s departure, he had continuously used Sky Cloud Step to travel. Two hours later, he had already left the Flame Rock Canyon area.

Who would’ve thought Steward Zhao’s palm strike was so domineering? If he hadn’t depleted so much of his Yuan Qi earlier, I might not have been able to escape. However, the plan went smoothly...

Remembering the twisted expression on Steward Zhao’s face as he departed, Luo Feng smiled. He released the green-robed girl in his arms and said, "It’s safe now."

The green-robed girl blinked her long lashes and slowly opened her eyes. She glanced around, a hint of confusion and nervousness in her eyes, but she remained silent.

Seeing the green-robed girl’s hesitant expression, clearly wanting to ask something but not daring to, Luo Feng’s lips curved into a gentle smile. He patted the girl’s small head and said reassuringly, "Don’t worry. We’re on the outskirts of Azure Sky City now and have left Flame Rock Canyon far behind. They won’t be able to find us."

The green-robed girl’s intelligent eyes lit up, an irrepressible flicker of joy dancing in their depths.

"You stay here. I need to meditate for a bit."

Having taken a palm strike from Steward Zhao, Luo Feng had suffered minor injuries. A stifling sensation due to suppressed Yuan Qi lingered in his chest. If he didn’t resolve it promptly, he might not recover to his peak condition for the decisive battle scheduled for the next day.

After instructing her, Luo Feng swallowed a pill, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to meditate.

The green-robed girl stood quietly to one side, her head tilted slightly as she observed Luo Feng. Her clear, intelligent eyes sparkled with a peculiar light.

Yuan Qi, guided by the Divine Dragon Nine Changes technique, completed several Grand Circulations within his body. Luo Feng felt considerably lighter. As he reflected on Steward Zhao’s final palm strike, myriad thoughts surfaced in his mind.

Although he had only completed the first stage of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, his Yuan Qi was unexpectedly potent, almost comparable to that of a peak Level Five Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist. Moreover, the number of Four Spirit Rotations within him was double that of ordinary martial artists, granting his Yuan Qi the potency to contend with peak Level Five Spiritual Rotation Realm experts.

It was precisely because of this that Luo Feng had dared to receive a direct blow from Steward Zhao.

The Divine Dragon Nine Changes... just the first stage is already so powerful. I wonder what the extent of its power would be if I were able to cultivate it to the ninth stage.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Luo Feng gave a bitter smile inwardly. ’Spiritual Transformation,’ the first stage of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, is already exceedingly difficult to cultivate. So far, I’ve only achieved Small Success. Cultivating to the ninth stage? That’s easier said than done.

Let’s not dwell on that for now. The priority is to defeat Yi Tian.

Casting aside these distracting thoughts, Luo Feng was about to resume his meditation when he suddenly felt a cool sensation on his left hand.

Opening his eyes, Luo Feng was momentarily taken aback by the scene before him.

The green-robed girl was kneeling on the ground, her small pink tongue darting out like a kitten’s as she meticulously licked the wound on his left hand.

Seeing her focused expression, Luo Feng was somewhat perplexed and asked, "What are you doing?"

The green-robed girl started, her small body recoiling slightly. Meeting Luo Feng’s gaze, her face flushed as she stammered, "You... you’re injured. I wanted to help... heal it."

"Heal?"

Gazing at the green-robed girl’s flustered and anxious expression, a flicker of understanding dawned in Luo Feng’s eyes. He softened his tone and asked, "Who taught you to do this?"

The green-robed girl looked up, a faint smile gracing her delicate face as she explained, "I figured it out myself. Whenever I get hurt, if I lick the wound, it stops hurting..."

Seeing Luo Feng’s silence, the green-robed girl asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Luo Feng’s gaze fell upon the faint red marks on the girl’s fair wrist. His gaze softened, and he smiled. "Thank you. It feels much better."

Hearing Luo Feng’s praise, the green-robed girl’s clear eyes curved into crescents. A faint blush spread across her excited little face. It was the first time anyone had ever thanked her.

Luo Feng walked over to the green-robed girl, squatted down, and looked at the shackles on her ankles.

On each of the two iron hoops of the ankle chains was the character ’Li,’ for separation.

Placing his hand on the shackles, he felt a distinct coolness emanating from them, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Perhaps because this girl is from the Demon Eye Clan, these shackles aren’t ordinary iron. They’re forged from Mysterious Cold Iron. With my current strength, I could probably destroy them, but it would likely injure her in the process.

Looks like I’ll have to wait until we reach the Imperial City and ask Yingkui to find a solution.

Shaking his head helplessly, Luo Feng stood up, intending to head towards Azure Sky City. Just then, his brows knitted. He pulled the green-robed girl behind him, his gaze fixed on the area below the cliff.

Below the cliff ran a wide road. A group of over a dozen mounted martial artists, armed with sabers and swords, was passing by.

So, it’s an adventuring party... Seeing it wasn’t Steward Zhao and his pursuers, Luo Feng inwardly sighed in relief.

"We were lucky this time to encounter an injured Wolf Tiger Horned Eagle. Selling these demon beast materials should earn us a good number of Yuan Stones."

"It’s a pity Qi Nan was killed by the Wolf Tiger Horned Eagle. He’d only started his family a month ago..."

"The dead can’t be brought back to life. We adventurers always live on the knife’s edge. He should have been mentally prepared for this. Once we reach Yellow Mountain Town, we’ll sell the demon beast materials and give some extra money to Qi Nan’s family. It’s the least we can do to honor our bond as brothers."

"Mm. That’s all we can do."

"Yellow Mountain Town is just ahead. Let’s hurry!"

"HIYAH!"

The dozen or so blood-stained martial artists urged their horses faster, their conversation continuing as they rode towards the distance.

Hearing the martial artists’ discussion, Luo Feng slowly exhaled, his gaze following the direction they had departed.

Far off, nestled among the mountains, Luo Feng could discern scattered clusters of buildings. That must be a small town.

He turned to glance at the green-robed girl, his eyes falling upon her small feet.

Her small feet, though stained with dirt, were still Linglong and delicate.

Noticing Luo Feng’s gaze, the green-robed girl shyly drew her feet back, hiding the shackles—the symbol of her enslavement—beneath her long skirt...