Cross-Drama Series: The Succubus Stirring Up Chaos in the Little Worlds

[Quick Transmigration + Male Protagonist Perspective + No CP + All Unrequited Love + Versatile Personas]

The chaos-loving prankster, the Succubus Lans, sets out on a new journey once again. P...

Chapter 380 Extra Chapter: My Nemesis Fell into My Arms 1

Chapter 380 Extra Chapter: My Nemesis Fell into My Arms 1

As a "martial arts fanatic" who dedicated his life to pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts, Di Feisheng's greatest rival and only acknowledged rival was Li Xiangyi.

In the East China Sea Battle, he narrowly defeated Li Xiangyi with a single move. Although they both eventually fell into the sea and he spent nearly ten years recuperating from his injuries, it could not dampen his pride.

He, with his soaring flute, is now the greatest in the world—

"thump"

Suddenly having someone in his arms, Di Feisheng's blood and qi reversed in an instant, almost causing him to suffer a qi deviation. Although he managed to control himself, he still couldn't prevent his injuries, which had been almost fully healed, from worsening again.

In the past, Di Feisheng would have sent the person flying with a single palm strike. But in reality, he carefully placed the person on the stone bed, his movements cautious and his expression bewildered.

Looking at the pale-faced, unconscious boy in red on the stone bed, Di Feisheng had many questions in his mind.

Why did Li Xiangyi suddenly appear at his secluded cultivation location? Where did he fall in from? Why is he unconscious?

Also, it's been ten years, has Li Xiangyi not aged? Not only has he not aged, but he also looks younger? Is that baby fat for real?

Di Feisheng looked at Li Xiangyi's curved face, his hands itching to act.

But before he could do anything by extending his finger, the fan that was hanging on Li Xiangyi like an ornament suddenly flew up, unfolded its blades, and blocked Li Xiangyi's face.

"Mechanical arts?"

The fan seemed to turn away in dissatisfaction, revealing the two large characters "无墨" (No Ink) on it.

"No ink..."

The fan surface was completely blank except for those two characters. There was no ink, which made sense, but... "Isn't this a mechanical fan?"

"Smack!"

The fan closed and landed on Li Xiangyi's chest, and there was no other movement. But the sound of the flute clearly conveyed a "warning".

"Has the fan come to life?"

Di Feisheng was only surprised for a second. What he was thinking more about was whether Li Xiangyi's possession of such a fan would threaten his status as the number one in the world.

However, he wasn't afraid.

He could bring down Li Xiangyi before, and he can do it now.

So… Di Feisheng turned and sat down on the other side, preparing to meditate and recuperate. After all, Li Xiangyi had appeared, he had a new opponent to fight, and his fighting spirit had returned!

"Since you have a spirit, then keep a close watch on him."

Wu Mo: "??"

Are people in the martial arts world really that uncurious? Where do they even put this "magical weapon"? How are their scenes even calculated? Damn it!

Undeterred, Wu Mo opened and closed repeatedly, making various noises like a clam to attract Di Feisheng's attention.

Di Feisheng slowly opened his eyes and asked coldly, "What do you want?"

Wu Mo jumped on Li Xiangyi's body.

Di Feisheng strangely understood his meaning, "Do I look like I know medicine?"

Wu Mo didn't care. Wu Mo used Li Xiangyi's chest as a grand stage for his performance, "opening" and then closing it, "opening" and then closing it again.

"trouble."

Di Feisheng's tone grew even colder, but he still stood up, sat down by the bed, and began to take Li Xiangyi's pulse.

"Blocked meridians..." He couldn't see the illness, but he could still sense the changes in internal energy.

Li Xiangyi's current situation is like someone who can't practice martial arts making a mess of things. He's ended up tying all his meridians into tight knots.

Curious about how he got into this state, and wanting to see if he could break it open with his internal energy, Di Feisheng, who had absolutely no medical background, directly grabbed Li Xiangyi's wrist and channeled his own internal energy into him.

Then, Li Xiangyi was awakened by the pain.

"Hmm..."

Li Xiangyi's face scrunched up. He groggily opened his eyes and saw Di Feisheng beside him. "Little Di, why have you turned into Old Di?"