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Chapter 375: Life Is Short

A rustling sound emerged, branches snapped, and two figures tumbled clumsily down. Yiyi quickly appeared, channeling her spiritual power to support Lu Ye and Ju Jia, allowing them to land steadily.

Lu Ye's vision was blurred with double images, and golden stars burst before his eyes.

The after-effects of activating the Fire Phoenix had long since manifested. Although his spiritual power was gradually recovering due to the Spirit Fruit Wine, the immense strain of activating such a powerful spirit pattern on his body was not easily undone.

Having been relentlessly pursued by cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, he had no time to rest. Now, his skin was cracked and covered in blood, a truly horrifying sight.

“Lu Ye, are you alright?” Yiyi's voice held a hint of a sob. Aside from the last time she took Lu Ye to Ying Mountain to seek out Hua Ci for help, she hadn't seen him in such a dire state for a long time.

Lu Ye waved a hand, taking a deep breath. He took a bottle of royal jelly from his storage pouch and handed it to Yiyi, saying, “Give this to Ju Jia.”

Ju Jia was heavily poisoned and needed immediate treatment. Yiyi had mentioned that the ordinary honey they brought from Misty Mountain had some detoxifying properties, so this royal jelly would surely have the same, if not better, effect.

While Yiyi fed Ju Jia the royal jelly, Lu Ye forced himself to stay alert and began setting up a formation.

This area was already considered deep within the Myriad Poison Forest, and the surrounding poisonous miasma was extremely virulent. He had his Talent Tree which could burn off internal poisons; as long as the Talent Tree had enough fuel, he could be immune to all poisons. However, Ju Jia and Yiyi did not have this ability. Without the protection of a formation, they would both be poisoned to death before long.

He cast out formation flags one after another. Soon, a simple protective formation's framework was laid out. Lu Ye then guided Yiyi to place enough spirit stones in the appropriate positions, and finally placed the control flag for the formation at its core.

As the grand formation activated, a light barrier surged forth, enveloping the area where they stood, forming a semi-circle approximately ten zhang in radius.

This was not all. Lu Ye then constructed a Spirit Gathering pattern on his own spiritual aperture.

This wasn't to recover his own spiritual power using the Spirit Gathering pattern, but to absorb the poisonous mist within the formation. Only by doing so could the environment within the formation be considered barely safe.

Given Lu Ye's current cultivation level, constructing a Spirit Gathering pattern was a very simple matter.

A short while later, guided by the Spirit Gathering pattern, visible emerald green mist surged into Lu Ye's body. The environment within the formation quickly improved; the area previously filled with poisonous mist gradually cleared.

Lu Ye then checked on Ju Jia's condition, and found that the royal jelly's detoxifying effect was indeed remarkable. The green discoloration on Ju Jia's body had faded considerably.

He handed the storage pouch containing royal jelly and quality honey to Yiyi, saying, “Give one bottle of that jelly to Amber as well. The rest can be used for detoxification. Please look after them for now; I need to rest.”

“Okay.” Yiyi nodded quickly. When she looked at Lu Ye again, she saw his head bowed, already deep in sleep.

Yiyi stepped forward and carefully laid him down. Her heart ached as she looked at Lu Ye's body covered in wounds and his blood-stained clothes.

Lu Yiye had been forced deep into the Myriad Poison Forest, and it seemed his days were numbered!

After Lu Ye, with his Heaven-Tier Seven cultivation, ascended to the thirty-third rank on the Spirit Stream Board, another piece of news spread like wildfire.

The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge celebrated jubilantly!

It wasn't easy! This bringer of calamity and misfortune was finally reaching his end.

They recalled how this fellow, ever since revealing his identity as a Jade Blood Sect disciple, had stirred up storms in the Spirit Stream Battlefield. The initial Battle of Golden Light Peak, though a major event, involved cultivators of relatively low cultivation levels; in the eyes of true powerhouses, it was merely child's play.

But as his cultivation grew, his threat to the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge also increased daily.

In the outer circle, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge forces adjacent to the Jade Blood Sect's outpost were suppressed, unable to raise their heads. Cultivators from various sects perpetually hid within their own outposts, not daring to show themselves. Two Ten Thousand Demons Ridge forces even failed to rebuild their outposts to this day. Within that several hundred-mile radius, the Jade Blood Sect held an absolute advantage, all thanks to Lu Yiye.

Once this fellow reached the inner circle, things became even more outrageous. He repeatedly employed incredible means to dismantle protective formations and conquer other outposts. Especially after returning from the Heaven's Secret Sect, where he specialized in formations, he quickly assembled a joint force from the Haotian Alliance. Wherever they went, they swept through like a hot knife through butter. Over a hundred Ten Thousand Demons Ridge forces suffered losses as a result, causing deep resentment and making the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge pale at the mention of Lu Ye's name.

Ultimately, the matter escalated to the point where grand cultivators of the Divine Sea Realm from both sides had to negotiate a resolution, a truly unprecedented event.

Both the outer and inner circles were thrown into chaos by him. The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had suffered so many losses and harbored so much frustration, they were all sharpening their blades, waiting for him to enter the core circle to teach him a lesson!

This wish was quickly realized. This fellow rapidly ascended to Heaven-Tier Seven and entered the core circle. But what was the outcome?

The pursuit in Misty Mountain ended in disarray, with the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge losing hundreds of cultivators.

And here in the Myriad Poison Forest, he swiftly eradicated two hundred more with thunderous tactics. Five cultivators on the Spirit Stream Board alone were killed, including Wu Beihan, ranked thirty-third. This allowed Lu Ye to ascend to the Spirit Stream Board with his Heaven-Tier Seven cultivation, drawing the attention of the entire Nine Provinces.

This fellow was not just a bringer of calamity and misfortune; he was the bane of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge! Whenever he was involved, nothing good ever happened for the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.

The silver lining, however, was that he had now been forced deep into the Myriad Poison Forest. That was a true forbidden zone for cultivators, a notorious and perilous place in the entire Spirit Stream Battlefield. In such a cursed place, no matter how strong one was, entering meant certain death.

How could the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge not be delighted?

Their immense previous losses were temporarily forgotten, because for the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, any loss was acceptable as long as Lu Yiye was killed.

This fellow's growth rate was too fast, and his methods too terrifying. If they didn't eradicate him before he fully matured, it would truly be too late.

The Spirit Stream Board, previously manifested by the Heavenly Secret in the sky, had long since disappeared. However, many cultivators could still check the Spirit Stream Board using their own battlefield imprints. Therefore, knowing whether Lu Ye was alive or dead was simple: they just needed to check the Spirit Stream Board to see if his name was still listed.

During the incident at the Heaven's Secret Sect, Lu Yiye had feigned death. At that time, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge believed it and celebrated for a while. However, two months later, Lu Yiye emerged from the Heaven's Secret Sect, and quickly assembled a joint force from the Haotian Alliance, striking the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge forces so hard they began to doubt their own existence.

Now, with the Spirit Stream Board as confirmation, he couldn't feign death even if he wanted to.

Furthermore, news spread that many in the Haotian Alliance were trying to contact Lu Ye, but none received a response...

Upon hearing this news, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge became even more convinced that Lu Yiye's end was near! No response at this time surely meant he had already passed out, and thus, he would soon die from the poison.

To prevent this fellow from escaping the Myriad Poison Forest, large numbers of cultivators from various Ten Thousand Demons Ridge forces rushed to the area. In a very short time, they surrounded the Myriad Poison Forest on all sides, making it impenetrable. The sky and ground were filled with traces of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators. Under such a dense encirclement, not even a mosquito could fly out of the Myriad Poison Forest!

The Haotian Alliance also responded. Led by several major sects from Bing Province, they organized several charges. However, the vast disparity in numbers made it difficult for them to achieve success, so they could only temporarily retreat and continue gathering more personnel.

But everyone knew that time was running out. The deeper one went into the Myriad Poison Forest, the more dangerous it became. Lu Ye was currently unreachable, and no one knew how long he could last inside. Perhaps in a day, or two, his name would disappear from the Spirit Stream Board, and by then, it would be his death.

At this very moment, in the inner circle, near the core circle, a streak of light swiftly passed by. Within the light was a shapely figure, revealed to be Hua Ci.

When Lu Ye had messaged her earlier, he had told her not to come. Although she had agreed verbally, how could she truly stay away?

If she hadn't received that inheritance before, she truly wouldn't have gone, as with her previous strength, going would only cause more trouble. But now that she had acquired all the inheritances from that place, and Lu Ye and the others were trapped in the Myriad Poison Forest, it was precisely where her skills could be put to use.

At this moment, Hua Ci's face was filled with anxiety, her expression solemn. She patiently tried to contact Lu Ye repeatedly through her battlefield imprint, but all her messages vanished like stones sinking into the sea.

She had already heard about the situation in the Myriad Poison Forest on her way. Therefore, she was now moving at full speed, almost disregarding any consumption of energy, just to reach the Myriad Poison Forest as quickly as possible. However, even though she had received the complete inheritance, her cultivation was only at the ordinary Ninth-Tier Realm. As a medical cultivator, how fast could she truly fly on her artifact?

Just as she was thinking this, several streaks of light rapidly approached from not far away, reaching her vicinity shortly.

Hua Ci paused and looked at the approaching figures.

This area could already be loosely considered part of the core circle, so the strength disparity among the cultivators she encountered was significant.

The cultivators who arrived had strong spiritual glows emanating from their bodies, and their artifact-flying speed was swift. Clearly, they had all cultivated Heaven-Tier cultivation techniques.

The one leading them surprisingly possessed Heaven-Tier Eight cultivation. This person gazed coldly at Hua Ci, then slowly raised a hand towards her, a faint red glow illuminating the back of his hand.

This immediate display of allegiance upon meeting, undoubtedly showed they didn't want to waste words with Hua Ci. If they were from the same faction, it would naturally be pleasant for all. But if they were from an opposing faction, the other party would certainly show no mercy.

Hua Ci's Ninth-Tier Realm cultivation was plain for all to see. Any one of these Heaven-Tier cultivators could easily subdue her.

Hua Ci did not raise her hand. She simply looked at the group and calmly declared, “I am a medical cultivator!”

The identity of a medical cultivator was a form of protection in the Spirit Stream Battlefield and indeed, throughout the Nine Provinces. Just like when Lu Ye captured Feng Yue that day, had Feng Yue not been a medical cultivator, she would have undoubtedly died that day, even if she had knelt and kowtowed until her head bled.

The young man who had shown his battlefield imprint to Hua Ci raised an eyebrow. “Words alone are not proof!” he said.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a streak of light shot towards Hua Ci.

Hua Ci did not dodge. Just as the streak of light was about to hit Hua Ci's chest, it changed direction, grazing her arm.

Blood splattered, and a three-inch wound appeared on her fair arm, with flesh torn open.

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