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Endless Lifespan: The Immortal Martial Path (Web Novel) - Chapter 230: Chapter 108 Immortal Body! Blade Nurturing Art!_2
Chapter 230: Chapter 108 Immortal Body! Blade Nurturing Art!_2
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Su Changkong felt a burning and rotting sensation from the wound in his chest, fearing that Feng Mo’s claws might have some kind of toxic substance on them. He needed to deal with it quickly.
“Hmm, take care.”
Gong Zheng, with a chunk of flesh bitten off his right arm, also suffered unbearable pain and needed treatment.
“Let’s go.”
Su Changkong said to Sikong Huang and Sikong Zhan, who were also feeling complicated, and he was the first to leave the place.
The three of them hurried back to the Giant Whale Gang at top speed.
“That Demon Monster… is the chief culprit who killed our father!”
Sikong Zhan clenched his teeth, finally knowing who his father’s killer was.
“Even our third brother was injured by him, is there really any hope for vengeance?”
Sikong Huang felt waves of powerlessness.
Even top experts like Su Changkong and Gong Ba working together couldn’t get the better of Feng Mo.
Let alone that Feng Mo might not even have been at his peak condition, they simply didn’t have the power to avenge their father!
“If Feng Mo really comes after me, that’s when things will get troublesome…” Su Changkong also felt heavy-hearted. His Turtle Breathing Qi Armor had been pierced by one swipe of Feng Mo’s claws, and Feng Mo could indeed pose a fatal threat to him.
Moreover, Feng Mo, being a Demon Monster, had an extremely keen perception of qi. Su Changkong, even disguised as Sikong Yong, was promptly recognized by Feng Mo as an impostor. The enemy might even possess the means to track his qi!
Even if Su Changkong left the Giant Whale Gang and hid in the deep mountains and forests, he estimated that he would still be hunted down! His end might very likely be the same as Sikong Yong’s, dying with grievances!
Within a short while, the three returned to the Giant Whale Gang. Sikong Zhan hurried off; he was probably going to find Sikong Wen to report what had happened tonight.
“Third brother, your injury…”
In a room, Sikong Huang’s face was full of concern when she saw that Su Changkong’s black shirt was soaked with blood at the chest.
Su Changkong shook his head without speaking and took off his upper garment.
Upon closer inspection, there were five half-foot-long wounds on Su Changkong’s chest. If not for the strong defense of his Turtle Breathing Qi Armor, Feng Mo’s claw might have torn apart his heart!
But even so, Su Changkong’s wound had taken on a putrid smell within a very short time, showing signs of rot. An inexplicable force was eroding his flesh. Visually, the wound was covered with dark energy streams, thinner than strands of hair, and even the flowing blood had turned dark. If not treated, the injury would worsen and spread throughout his body, potentially threatening his life!
“I need to cut away the flesh around the wound…” Su Changkong said in a deep voice.
“I’ll help you.”
Sikong Huang immediately offered, and Su Changkong nodded.
Sikong Huang, holding a sharpened knife that had been sterilized with flame, helped Su Changkong cut the flesh around the wound.
As the blade touched the skin, and the flesh was cut open, Su Changkong’s body trembled slightly, but he did not say a word, bearing the pain silently.
Sikong Huang also felt pained, but knowing that prolonged pain was worse than short-term pain, she acted quickly to cut off the rotting flesh around the wound, and fresh blood dyed Su Changkong’s chest red.
After the treatment, Sikong Huang applied some medicinal powder for hemostasis and external wounds to the wound and then bandaged it with gauze.
After all this, both Sikong Huang and Su Changkong were sweating from their foreheads.
“Phew…” Su Changkong let out a deep breath.
Sikong Huang said apologetically, “Third brother, we’re the ones who have implicated you…”
If Su Changkong hadn’t gone out tonight, he wouldn’t have been targeted by the terrifying Demon Monster, Feng Mo, and Sikong Huang felt guilty for this.
“On the contrary, this is a good thing. If I didn’t know about this frightening existence lurking in the shadows, and he appeared before me without any preparation on my part, it would be even more dangerous,” said Su Changkong, shaking his head, but he did not blame her.
The encounter with Feng Mo had injured Su Changkong today, but it was worth it. At least now he knew of such a terrifying threat and wouldn’t be caught completely off guard when danger approached, which would be far too late if it happened!
“I’ll help you clean up a bit.” Sikong Huang took a clean handkerchief and carefully helped Su Changkong wipe the sweat and bloodstains from his body. Su Changkong, feeling a bit weary, let her proceed.
“Third brother’s physique… is this good? Even better and more beautiful than our eldest brother’s!” As Sikong Huang was wiping Su Changkong’s upper body, her gaze unintentionally fixed on his chest, where the well-defined and beautifully shaped pectoral muscles caused her to exclaim in admiration.
“So… so firm!”
Sikong Huang, as if possessed, reached out her delicate palm to touch Su Changkong’s left chest, feeling the firm and potent muscles. She couldn’t resist squeezing them firmly.
“What am I doing?”
Sikong Huang quickly came to her senses, embarrassed by her impolite action, and hurriedly looked up. She saw Su Changkong resting with his eyes closed against the back of the chair, seemingly unaware of her sudden move. Relieved, she breathed a sigh of relief and inwardly chided herself.
“Third brother, you should rest now.”
Having finished, Sikong Huang told Su Changkong.
“Mm.”
Su Changkong nodded.
After Sikong Huang left, the room became quiet again, but Su Changkong had heavy thoughts.
“If Feng Mo really does come looking for me again, with my current strength, I’m afraid I won’t be his match!”
Su Changkong felt a pressure, a threat of death!
