Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1011 - 937: Extracting the Poison

This blow almost dissipated Ye Qingfeng’s last bit of consciousness.

Even though Ye Qingfeng couldn’t see, he could guess that this person was likely Shui Yiyi.

Because he could clearly feel the body pressed against him, with two soft things sticking to him.

When Ye Qingfeng regained consciousness and opened his eyes, it was indeed Shui Yiyi.

She lay unconscious on Ye Qingfeng, her eyes gently closed, her long eyelashes visible.

His woman truly is a rare gem of the world.

Moreover, she possessed a classical demeanor akin to an ink painting, a quality that other women lacked, making her seem gentle, elegant, and serene.

Though Ye Qingfeng didn’t care for looks, he was still slightly moved by Shui Yiyi’s appearance.

He carefully moved Shui Yiyi’s body aside, then stood up to inspect her wounds.

Her clothes and pants were torn, and she had numerous scars on her delicate body, which made him feel a sharp pang of heartache.

"Ah! I’ve let you down too much."

Ye Qingfeng sighed.

This Primordial Forest is both terrifying and dangerous; for a young girl to rescue him so unhesitatingly required immense courage.

Previously, Ye Qingfeng sent Shui Yiyi away, considering it for her own good.

Shui Yiyi was an exceptionally rare girl, but Ye Qingfeng worried about implicating her.

Ye Qingfeng, a Martial Arts Strong man, harbors grand ambitions of cultivation, seeking revenge in the Extraordinary Realm before departing Earth for the Cultivation World.

In contrast, Shui Yiyi was a normal person; even if Ye Qingfeng taught her cultivation methods, how far could she progress?

Ye Qingfeng understood that it was impossible for him to accompany Shui Yiyi for a lifetime, so he decisively severed all ties with her.

He used Spiritual Energy to hide his appearance, coldly driving Shui Yiyi away—all for her own good.

However, Ye Qingfeng hadn’t expected Shui Yiyi’s stubbornness; she found him again despite his aloof dismissal.

Though he had driven her away so coldly, she returned to find him, slightly stirring something in Ye Qingfeng’s heart.

After checking Shui Yiyi’s wounds, Ye Qingfeng finally found the cause of her unconsciousness; she was scratched by a poisonous plant, leading to her state.

Fortunately, her life wasn’t in danger.

Currently, Ye Qingfeng’s body was frailer than ordinary, having forcefully expended all Spiritual Energy to survive a fall from a thousand meters.

Initially, his physical body hadn’t completely recovered.

Now, the injuries compounded.

It had hurt his essence, requiring slow cultivation to recover.

No choice, Ye Qingfeng tended to Shui Yiyi’s wounds, extracting some of the poison.

Having done all this, Ye Qingfeng set aside further thoughts, sitting cross-legged beside Shui Yiyi to commence cultivation.

After an unknown period, Shui Yiyi finally awoke, seeing Ye Qingfeng seated beside her in meditation.

"You’re awake." Although Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were closed, he opened them simultaneously as Shui Yiyi regained consciousness, first to speak.

"Mm." Shui Yiyi said, blushing, recalling the earlier water feeding incident.

Despite the time since they were intimate, even in front of Ye Qingfeng,

Shui Yiyi seemed extremely reserved.

"You were scratched by a poisonous plant, which caused your unconsciousness," Ye Qingfeng said flatly.

"Oh."

Shui Yiyi felt somewhat foolish, clamoring for words upon seeing Ye Qingfeng.

Fortunately, Ye Qingfeng’s tone remained neutral, not driving her away—an immense relief.

Feeling the atmosphere awkward, Shui Yiyi began scouring her body, searching where the poisonous plant had injured her.

"What are you looking for?" Ye Qingfeng glanced at her, asking.

Blushing beneath Ye Qingfeng’s gaze, Shui Yiyi felt her nerves tightening quickly, saying: "I want to see where the poisonous plant scratched me."

"On your thigh."

Without raising his eyelids, Ye Qingfeng remarked placidly.

Immediately, Shui Yiyi lowered her head, discovering a wound slightly towards the inner side of her thigh, the exposed blood retaining a hint of black—clearly toxic.

How could this area have been scratched, mused Shui Yiyi, suddenly wondering about how Ye Qingfeng knew her wound’s location, embarrassed.

Before Shui Yiyi could process her embarrassment, Ye Qingfeng’s next words made her blush intensely.

"No need to worry, I removed the poison for you," Ye Qingfeng comforted Shui Yiyi.

Instantly, Shui Yiyi’s face grew hot, suffused with a red hue.

Shui Yiyi’s face burned, swirling in a blush.

This wound located on her inner thigh, with Ye Qingfeng stating he extracted the poison—implying he had kissed her there.

Just thinking about it sent Shui Yiyi’s heart racing; although they had shared intimacy before,

doing so in broad daylight, sucking there, seemed indescribably lewd.

Shui Yiyi felt a pang of regret, frustrated she had been unconscious, missing the sensation.

Stealing a glance at Ye Qingfeng revealed him tranquil, unchanged.

Had he truly no reaction?

Shyly wondering this in her heart, Shui Yiyi questioned whether he had no slightest response from such an intimate gesture.

It felt akin to their initial days of dating.

At this moment, Shui Yiyi felt a pang of hunger, wanting to rise and procure food but instead experiencing dizziness, her body powerless.

Ye Qingfeng stood, opening Shui Yiyi’s backpack, uncovering one final compressed biscuit.

Ye Qingfeng took the biscuit, handing it to Shui Yiyi.

Receiving the biscuit stirred Shui Yiyi’s curiosity about how Ye Qingfeng knew she was hungry.

"It seems like there’s only one left; let’s split it in half," Shui Yiyi suggested, delicately tearing open the biscuit’s packaging with her jade-like fingers, addressing Ye Qingfeng.

"You eat it," Ye Qingfeng said simply.

Upon hearing Ye Qingfeng’s remark, Shui Yiyi said nothing further, lightly parting her lips and eating on her own.

She found this man bolder than she imagined, yet so heartwarming; she knew Ye Qingfeng acted for her well-being.

Disregarding Shui Yiyi further, Ye Qingfeng erected the tent she had brought along; once finished, he suddenly turned, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

"Ye Qingfeng, what’s wrong? Are you okay!" Shui Yiyi exclaimed in alarm, shouting.

Wanting to support Ye Qingfeng, she felt powerless, leaning against a large tree, unable to move.