Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 602: Escape from Danger

In Yun Chan’s memory, Yang Cheng had always been sunny and cheerful, with a gentle temper. This was the first time he’d ever been so fierce, but she knew Yang Cheng wasn’t really angry at her—he was just trying to make her leave.

Seeing Yang Cheng wink at her, Yun Chan bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, eyes red as she turned and walked away.

As her figure gradually disappeared, Yang Cheng finally let out a sigh of relief.

If he hadn’t snapped at her just now, she wouldn’t have been willing to go. He just hoped she wouldn’t hold a grudge against him.

At this moment, Yun Chan was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, using every ounce of strength she had to run down the mountain, praying in her heart that Yang Cheng could find a way out.

As long as they made it back to the village, that old guy would never catch up to them.

On the other side, Lai Zhongyao looked coldly at the weakened Yang Cheng and said, "Kid, don’t try to play any tricks with me. Take me to the Purifying Spirit Spring at once."

"I’m injured. Let me catch my breath for a moment, otherwise I won’t be able to walk."

Yang Cheng clutched his chest, his face twisted in pain.

Lai Zhongyao knew well the strength of the palm strike just now—if this kid weren’t strong enough, that blow would have taken his life already.

"You have five minutes. Don’t try to stall me. In this territory, no one is my match. No one is coming to save you."

He had absolute faith in his own strength, and saw Yang Cheng as already in the palm of his hand. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let Yun Chan go.

Yang Cheng ignored him, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, circulated his Cultivation Technique, letting the True Qi in his dantian spread out to heal the wound on his chest.

But his injuries were too severe to recover quickly; for now, he could only protect his heart meridian.

Five minutes passed quickly. Lai Zhongyao was already getting impatient. Then, looking down, he saw Yang Cheng’s body suddenly covered with layer after layer of green-glowing scales.

"Why are scales growing on your body? What the hell is that?"

He stared in astonishment and subconsciously stepped back, afraid he’d caught some kind of special poison.

In the next second, the scales on Yang Cheng’s body slid off with a shhh, hitting the ground and instantly releasing a cloud of white smoke, obscuring vision.

Lai Zhongyao was dazed for a moment before realizing something was wrong and immediately dashed after, but it was already too late.

In an instant, the person before him had vanished without a trace!

"Come out! You get your ass back out here!"

"You dare trick me? When I catch you, I swear I’ll tear you to pieces!"

Lai Zhongyao roared hoarsely, his eyes blazing with killing intent.

He searched everywhere for Yang Cheng’s tracks, laying waste to the flowers, grass, and trees on the mountain—the ground left a chaotic mess.

At this point, Yang Cheng was already clutching his chest and running down the mountain. When he saw Hidden Cloud Village ahead, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and hurriedly pulled a pill from his pocket and stuffed it in his mouth.

That old bastard was seriously terrifying—not only because he was a Golden Core Realm expert, but also because of that horrifying Corpse Poison that Yang Cheng himself could barely withstand.

If it hadn’t been for extracting Snake Source Qi and mastering the Snake Shedding Skill in advance, he would’ve definitely died at that old guy’s hand today.

Now that he’d finally calmed down, Yang Cheng remembered something—the reason that scar-faced man suddenly got so strong back then was definitely because the old man had lent him his power.

From the start, Lai Zhongyao showing up nearby, using drugs to control the Wildmen, ambushing travelers all along—all of it was for the Purifying Spirit Spring. Back then, though, the Corpse Poison in his body wasn’t as severe, so he wasn’t as desperate.

But now that geezer’s poison could flare up any time, so he was desperate to get the Purifying Spirit Spring. For now, they couldn’t leave Hidden Cloud Village—if he caught them, they’d never get another chance to escape.

Stumbling on heavy steps, he finally reached the foot of the mountain, only then noticing what seemed to be a Barrier set up around Hidden Cloud Village.

"Yang Cheng!"

Just then, he heard Yun Chan’s shout. She came running over, footsteps hurried and uneven.

Yang Cheng’s eyes flickered as he showed a mischievous smile, then his legs gave out and he collapsed to the ground.

"Ah! Yang Cheng!"

Yun Chan screamed, darting forward to catch him, face full of panic. "Yang Cheng, don’t scare me, you can’t die!"

Her embrace was soft, a sweet scent wafting right into his nose. It made Yang Cheng a little hot and bothered, but he kept up the act, faking weakness as he spoke with difficulty: "Yun Chan, I... I might not make it."

"Don’t be mad at me. From now on, you... you have to live well."

"No. You’re not gonna die."

Yun Chan blurted out in agitation, her beautiful eyes instantly turning red with tears.

"That palm strike just now, I knew I was done for as soon as it hit me. That’s why... that’s why I made you run. I’m just glad you’re safe, now I can rest easy."

"Before I die, I have one last wish. Can you give me a kiss?"

Yang Cheng looked as sorrowful as could be, but his eyes were fixed, burning, on Yun Chan’s luscious red lips.

Tears still in her beautiful eyes, Yun Chan didn’t hesitate at all when she heard this. She leaned down and kissed him on the lips.

She’d only meant to give him a light peck, but Yang Cheng reached out and held her head, hugging her close and kissing her deeply, their lips and tongues tangled—with succulent wet noises sounding between them.

After a long kiss, Yun Chan finally realized something was off. Yang Cheng’s grip was so strong she couldn’t break free at all.

They were inside Hidden Cloud Village right now. If a villager saw them kissing, there was no way she could explain herself.

She hurriedly tried to push Yang Cheng away, but remembered his chest injury and slid her hand down to his abdomen instead.

Yang Cheng couldn’t help but grunt, and the dragon between his legs immediately swelled.

"What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Yun Chan looked worried, then glanced down. There weren’t any wounds on Yang Cheng’s abdomen, but his crotch was bulging, as if about to burst right out of his pants.

"You... How can your reaction still be so strong?"

Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she couldn’t bring herself to look at that spot.

"Chan’Er, I’m about to die. Before I go, can you help me get it out? I really like you... It’s just a shame our time together has been too short."

Yang Cheng let out a dramatic sigh, then started coughing hard, a little blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Yun Chan had been glaring at him, her pretty face bright red, but now that he was coughing up blood, she immediately grew frantic. "All right, I’ll do it! Please, just stop talking!"

As soon as she said it, her small hand carefully reached over and pulled down his pants. Instantly, his massive tool sprang out.

"It... it hurts... please, hurry up and help me."

Yang Cheng looked agonized, his voice especially weak.

It was already getting a bit dark. Yun Chan quickly glanced around, not daring to hesitate any longer. She gripped his thick cock and began stroking up and down.

"Hiss..."

Yang Cheng sucked in a breath, shutting his eyes in sheer enjoyment.

Back when they were in the room, Yun Chan had refused to help. Now she was working so hard—he couldn’t believe his luck!

"Chan’Er, faster—I feel so good..."

Yang Cheng breathed heavily, unable to help but urge her on.