A gleaming metallic object hurtled towards Zhang Fan at incredible speed, slicing through the air with a whooshing sound.
Chi Fei exclaimed, "Zhang Fan, get out of the way!"
These shouts seemed to have exhausted all her strength; she staggered twice and fell to the ground, powerless.
There was a bloody smell in the air, and Chi Fei had a large wound on her shoulder.
Zhang Fan stood motionless, and with a gentle pinch of his fingers, a dart appeared at his fingertips.
The man seemed surprised that Zhang Fan could catch it, and then threw several more darts.
The darts rained down like a dense storm. Although they were so fast that they left afterimages, in Zhang Fan's eyes, they were as slow as snails, as if they were being thrown in slow motion.
When the fingers flip and stop, darts fall between each finger.
Zhang Fan's voice was icy: "What other tricks do you have? If not, then it's my turn."
His eyes suddenly turned sharp, like a venomous snake staring intently at its prey. With a seemingly casual flick of his wrist, the dart at his fingertips flew out like an arrow.
The man couldn't even see where the dart was; he only felt a heavy blow to his body.
Looking down, he saw that his limbs and several major acupoints were covered with darts. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. In extreme resentment, he fell backward and into the reservoir, splashing water everywhere.
With a splash, he fell into the water. His acupoints were sealed, and his body became as stiff as a tree branch, lying on his back on the water's surface.
There was a whirlpool not far away, and seeing that he was about to be dragged into it, the man quickly shouted, "You touched my dart and you've been poisoned! Quickly pull me out, or you'll die from the poison too!"
He expected Zhang Fan to be panicked and begging for mercy, but Zhang Fan said calmly, "It's just the poison of the Heartbreak Powder. It will come out with a little force."
As he spoke, Zhang Fan circulated his spiritual energy to force the poison out of his body.
The man's eyes widened, his face filled with immense fear, and his body was pulled into the vortex as he spun around.
Before the screams could even be uttered, they were swallowed by the water.
Just then, a dark shadow appeared in the water, grabbed the man's foot, and sank straight down into the water.
Chi Fei's face turned deathly pale, her eyes wide: "Zhang Fan, watch out!"
Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure flew out of the water, carrying the man who had just fallen in, and lashed out at Zhang Fan with a whip.
Zhang Fan caught the whip with his bare hands. The whip struck his skin with a crisp metallic clang, and the spot where he was whipped felt a burning pain.
He stared in disbelief at the red wound on the back of his hand. His body was now as strong as metal, so what could possibly hurt him?
The man cracking the whip also looked shocked, asking incredulously, "You're a cultivator?"
Only cultivators can withstand the attack of the fire chain whip. He quickly regained his composure and lashed out at Zhang Fan with the whip again.
Zhang Fan didn't use his body to block the whip; instead, he dodged to the side, and the whip struck a rock not far away.
The stone exploded, instantly turning into dust.
Zhang Fan's gaze fell on the whip, his eyes shining.
This whip is quite powerful; it even managed to injure him. It must be a rare treasure.
If I could take it for myself...
The man also saw through Zhang Fan's thoughts, took something from his waist, sprinkled it on the ground, and smoke filled the air.
Zhang Fan's eyes were captivated, and he dared not pursue any further. Unsure of what underhanded tricks the other party might have up their sleeve, he could only stand there on guard.
When the smoke cleared, the two people had long since disappeared from the spot, as if they had never existed.
The moonlight rippled on the water, like a silver ribbon spread out.
Chi Fei coughed twice, and Zhang Fan turned his head to look. He found that Chi Fei had fallen into a coma, her face was as white as paper, and her body was trembling.
Zhang Fan quickly walked over and squatted down, placing his hand on Chi Fei's wrist. He found that Chi Fei's body was ice cold, as if she had just been pulled out of an icehouse.
Upon closer inspection, one can see frost on Chi Fei's eyebrows, and even her breath exudes a chill.
This is a case of being poisoned by cold. The person will feel cold all over, and their internal organs will be gradually frostbitten. They will freeze to death in less than an hour.
In an instant, Chi Fei's face was covered with ice.
"It's hot, so hot," Chi Fei exhaled a breath of cold air.
She continued to undress as she spoke, even though her fingers were stiff and unable to curl.
This wasn't because of the heat, but because of severe hypothermia. Her body temperature had dropped below 28 degrees Celsius, and her body's temperature regulation mechanisms were gradually failing. Warm blood was flowing to her limbs, causing her to feel a burning sensation all over.
In an instant, Chi Fei took off her top. Unlike women from the Central Plains, women from Miao territory did not wear clothes underneath, so her entire body was directly exposed to Zhang Fan.
Due to blood loss, her skin was grayish-white. Although the scene was beautiful, it lacked any aesthetic appeal.
Then, her fingers trembled as she tried to take off her black batik dress, but Zhang Fan grabbed her and held her down.
Zhang Fan tied Chi Fei's hands behind her back, then gripped her two slender wrists with his large left hand and pulled her backward forcefully.
Chi Fei straightened her body, creating a striking visual impact. Zhang Fan glanced at her casually and remarked on her good figure.
He then concentrated his spiritual power in his right palm and placed it over Chi Fei's body, dispelling the chill from her.
Zhang Fanxian dispersed the cold energy from Chi Fei's internal organs, and his palm landed on her back. Every time his palm passed over a spot, heat would rise from Chi Fei's body.
In a daze, Chi Fei felt as if she had fallen into an ancient ice cellar, the cold penetrating to her very bones.
Her whole body was stiff and she couldn't move at all.
Finally, her consciousness became increasingly blurred, and she only felt very tired and wanted to sleep.
Suddenly, a warm, fiery sensation spread across my back, dispelling the chill and bringing comfort that made me want to get closer.
Gradually, Chi Fei's thoughts became clearer. She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself completely naked, with heat coming from behind her.
This was the first time Chi Fei had ever been completely naked in front of a strange man, and her cheeks burned.
His large palm, calloused and smooth, caressed her delicate skin, making her feel itchy and instinctively wanting to pull away.
"Don't move!" Zhang Fan's voice was deep and resonant, brooking no argument.
Knowing that he was saving her life, Chi Fei could no longer hide and could only endure it. As a result, the more she endured it, the more sensitive her skin became, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Zhang Fan thought to himself, "Women from foreign lands are different; they're so sensitive."
He applied slight pressure with his palm, forcing the cold poison to Chi Fei's shoulder, and then pushed hard, forcing all the cold poison out of the wound.
Zhang Fan's voice was deep, like a lover's whisper: "Alright, you can put your clothes on now."
Chi Fei's ears burned: "Thank you... thank you so much."
Her nose was covered with a thin layer of glistening sweat, and her body exuded a fragrant aroma that wafted into Zhang Fan's nostrils.
The strange smells, many of which Zhang Fan had never seen before, made him take a couple of sniffs.
Hearing Zhang Fan's breathing, Chi Fei was so embarrassed she wished she could disappear into the ground.
After they had changed their clothes, Zhang Fan asked, "Why are you here?"
Chi Fei: "To pursue the traitor!"
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