"Hurry up." Dao Xuzi patted Ming Guang on the back, "Make sure to defeat them soundly."

Ming Guang moved swiftly, slicing one of the herbalists in half at the waist. However, strangely enough, even without the upper body, its legs still charged at Ming Guang.

Unperturbed, Ming Guang scattered those legs, but by then, the rest of the medicinal soldiers were attacking.

The medicinal soldiers possess some martial skills; their nerves are numbed, yet their movements remain unrestricted. Moreover, they don’t fear pain, so unless you can kill them in one strike, you’re at a disadvantage when fighting them.

Ming Guang’s Inner Strength is formidable, with just a few moves he could shatter his opponents completely. However, such power cannot be sustained continuously; even with strong Inner Strength, he can’t shatter them every time. Thus, herbalists with severed arms could still rush forward, and even those with one leg wouldn’t give up hopping towards him.

"This won’t do, I’m done fighting." Having taken down seven or eight of them, Ming Guang became exhausted, bouncing back, "This isn’t fun."

"Senior, don’t you have medicine to counter the herbalists?" Gu Qingheng looked at Dao Xuzi.

Dao Xuzi cast a sidelong glance at Gu Qingheng, "Those pills need to be dissolved in water for them to drink to take effect. Can you make them drink my medicine now?"

Gu Qingheng fell silent.

"Don’t chase me!" Ming Guang’s cries of distress kept echoing.

"Let’s go over and help." Ran Lei stood up.

"You’ll just be throwing your life away." Dao Xuzi sneered at Ran Lei, "Stay put."

Ran Lei felt hurt by those words. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"We’re here to rescue people, aren’t we?" Dao Xuzi looked at Gu Qingheng, "So let’s go save them now," he said, pointing to the cave.

Only then did Gu Qingheng realize that Ming Guang’s brawl had attracted all the herbalists away, and though he now didn’t want to fight, they were chasing him. The entrance to the cave was clear, and Gu Qingheng rubbed his nose in disbelief – sometimes things just work out.

Inside the cave, although Qi Jingyun appeared calm, he was thrilled inside – he was finally getting out.

With a loud clang, the iron gate at the cave’s entrance fell to the ground.

Gu Qingheng entered, wielding the Blood-drinking Sword.

"Nice to meet you again, Liu Daniu, brother!" Qi Jingyun said emotionlessly, but his words made Gu Qingheng want to slash his face.

Seeing Gu Qingheng’s grim face with no response, Qi Jingyun awkwardly smacked his lips.

Gu Qingheng stared at him briefly and then suddenly raised his sword.

Qi Jingyun gasped – this kid was seeking revenge.

The iron chain through the scapula required a hole to be made in the body, then passed through, and now, after more than a month, the chain had fused with some flesh.

Suddenly cutting the chain would cause it to fall due to its weight, tearing flesh as it went.

After the pain subsided, Qi Jingyun sighed in relief, finally free: "Great debt speaks no thanks." But he dared not mention the name Liu Daniu again.

Gu Qingheng’s eyes flashed with admiration, as he applied medicine powder on the wound: "No, I saved you, you owe me."

"You..."

"Of course, if the Prince thinks it’s no big deal, I can tie you back up and pretend I never found you."