Chapter 93

The Iron Armor Spirit! It can reflect one-tenth of the damage received back to the attacker. Therefore, no one is willing to provoke the owner of the Iron Armor Spirit, let alone engage in a life-and-death battle with them.

Every time Zheng Shiwing fought with Lang Liang, he was beaten and spat blood, indicating that he was seriously injured each time.

From Ding Yue's perspective, even if Zheng Shiwing could persist, he would surely be killed by Lang Liang after two battles.

However, what she didn't expect was that not only did Zheng Shiwing not die after two battles with Lang Liang, but he became even more courageous and ultimately killed Lang Liang, who possessed the Iron Armor Spirit.

No one had ever dared to fight a head-on battle with the owner of the Iron Armor Spirit, let alone kill them with their fists.

If this news spreads, it will surely cause a huge stir within the sect.

"Phew, that was close. This must be the closest I've come to death since my spirit was extracted. Fortunately, the soul seed repairs very quickly, or I would have really fallen here this time."

As Zheng Shiwing walked towards the Shadowless Blade, he recalled the battle.

If it weren't for the soul seed repairing the damage in the shortest time, even ten lives wouldn't be enough to survive here!

How could he have fought Lang Liang multiple times and ultimately killed him?

"The soul seed can detoxify and help me recover. What kind of spirit will come out of it?" Zheng Shiwing suddenly felt a great anticipation for his spirit.

Zheng Shiwing picked up the Shadowless Blade and walked to Lang Liang's side. After searching Lang Liang's body for a long time, Zheng Shiwing found a few bottles of pills and a silver ticket worth a thousand taels.

Looking at the amount on the silver ticket, Zheng Shiwing sighed, "Sigh, you're a big shot on the wanted list, yet you're so poor, only having a thousand soul stones."

Shaking his head, Zheng Shiwing put the items he found into his bag, lifted the Shadowless Blade, and cut off Lang Liang's head.

Zheng Shiwing used some anti-corrosion medicine from the medicine given by Su Jingdan to treat the head, then put it into the spatial Qiankun bag.

Zheng Shiwing started walking towards Ding Yue.

Ding Yue was still in shock from Zheng Shiwing killing Lang Liang. Seeing Zheng Shiwing slowly walking towards her, her heart suddenly became tense.

This was a desolate place, with no one around, and she was injured and couldn't move. That guy had even climbed into her bed before! If he wanted to do something now, then...

Ding Yue became more and more afraid. She had just escaped from the tiger's mouth, and now she encountered Zheng Shiwing, the pervert.

Ding Yue stared at Zheng Shiwing with a cold, chilling gaze, as if telling him that if he dared to have any thoughts about her, he would be dead.

How could Zheng Shiwing not see the meaning in Ding Yue's eyes? A hint of helpless bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You are indeed beautiful... but do you really think every man will have thoughts about you when they see you?"

"Last time, I climbed into your bed by accident. I really have no interest in you, so don't look at me like that."

Ding Yue suddenly didn't know whether to be angry or relieved. She was always the focus wherever she went, the goddess in the hearts of countless disciples in the sect.

She had seen many people who pretended to be cold to attract her attention.

But... someone who spoke like this... really made her... angry!

Zheng Shiwing noticed the anger on Ding Yue's face. Last time, when he mistakenly climbed into her bed, she had looked at him with this expression.

He was afraid that this beauty would chase him up the mountain again and ultimately jump into the death pit.

Zheng Shiwing turned and shook his head with a bitter smile, "I shouldn't have said these things to her!"

Zheng Shiwing took a few steps and found that no one was following him. He was puzzled, "This crazy woman doesn't seem to be chasing me. That's strange, she was clearly very angry, so why isn't she chasing me?"

Zheng Shiwing turned around, and Ding Yue was indeed lying on the bed, motionless.

"Why isn't she moving? Could it be that she can't move?" Zheng Shiwing suddenly remembered that this woman hadn't moved at all during the brutal fight with Lang Liang.

"Is she really unable to move, or is she pretending like last time to fool Lang Liang, and now she's trying to fool me?" Zheng Shiwing supported his chin and cautiously walked towards Ding Yue.

"It's better to confirm..." Zheng Shiwing walked to a nearby dead tree and broke off a long branch.

Zheng Shiwing shook the branch a few times, finding it sturdy enough, and then walked towards Ding Yue with the branch.

Ding Yue looked at Zheng Shiwing, who was holding the branch, puzzled about what he was going to do.

Zheng Shiwing stopped a short distance from Ding Yue.

Looking at the branch in his hand, a mischievous smile appeared on Zheng Shiwing's face.

Zheng Shiwing placed the branch in front of him, the tip of the branch pointing at Ding Yue's body, and the end held in his hand.

He moved his legs, carefully dragging the branch closer to Ding Yue's body.

"Stop right there!" A cold light flashed in Ding Yue's eyes. How could she not know what Zheng Shiwing was thinking? He wanted to use the branch to poke her body to test if she could move.

Actually... being poked once wouldn't be a big deal...

But looking at Zheng Shiwing, Ding Yue felt that he wasn't just poking a person, but something else... and she was that something... How could she not shout in such a situation?

Zheng Shiwing didn't stop at Ding Yue's words and continued to drag the branch closer to her.

Ding Yue's face became increasingly cold. This guy was really different from most men; he didn't try to please her and still held the branch to poke her.

Ding Yue felt a kind of frustration she had never experienced before and could only shout, "You don't need to test! I'm really poisoned and can't move! Put down that branch!"

"Can't move?" Zheng Shiwing paused, thinking, "Just because you say you can't move, it doesn't mean you can't. If you're lying, I'll be in big trouble. I won't fall for your trick!"

Zheng Shiwing continued to drag the branch closer to Ding Yue's body.

"Can you stop for a moment..." Ding Yue's tone softened, no longer as cold as before, and even had a tone of reason she had never shown before: "If I could move, I would have already gotten out of bed and killed you. Do you believe me?"

"Um..." Zheng Shiwing nodded, supporting his chin, "What you said does make sense..."

Zheng Shiwing started to believe that Ding Yue couldn't move, but the branch in his hand still moved steadily forward. "I still believe more in the results I test myself."

"Last time, you chased me up the mountain, almost killing me in the death pit. If you're not lying, then consider this a small punishment for your pursuit."

Zheng Shiwing continued to hold the branch and poked Ding Yue's arm, then her slender waist.

No matter how he poked, Ding Yue's body didn't move, only the parts touched by the branch moved slightly.

Ding Yue's eyes were filled with intense killing intent. No one had ever touched her body, even with a branch. If she could move, she would definitely give the person a severe beating!

"Still not moving?" After poking Ding Yue a few times, she still didn't get up, making Zheng Shiwing's heart tremble. "Could she really be unable to move? No, I need to test again, or I might fall for her trick if I go over there."

Zheng Shiwing's eyes turned, and he decided to extend the branch towards Ding Yue's chest.

"This bastard, daring to touch my body, I will definitely..." Ding Yue was still angry about Zheng Shiwing poking her body with the branch.

At that moment, something suddenly poked her chest, pressing it inward.

Ding Yue's face turned red in an instant, and she shouted loudly, as if she wanted to eat Zheng Shiwing: "I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

"Tsk tsk, that's a scary look." Zheng Shiwing clicked his tongue and shook his head. "I poked her chest, and she still didn't get up to kill me. It seems she really can't move."

After confirming that Ding Yue was indeed injured, Zheng Shiwing finally felt relieved.

Zheng Shiwing threw away the branch and a wicked smile appeared on his face. "You never thought that the day you chased me into the death pit, you would end up like this, unable to move."

"With no one around, what do you think I should do to you?"

As he spoke, Zheng Shiwing took a step forward.

Ding Yue's gaze was so cold it could pierce a heart. This guy dared to have evil thoughts about her. If he really did something, she would use her life-protecting spirit energy to kill him.

"Whimper..."

The Flame Tiger cub, lying next to the pile of Flame Tiger corpses, suddenly let out a pitiful cry. Then, white foam came out of its mouth, and its body swayed as if it were about to fall.

Zheng Shiwing turned around and saw this. "Did it get poisoned?"

Zheng Shiwing thought for a moment and didn't walk towards Ding Yue again. Instead, he ran towards the Flame Tiger cub.

Ding Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Zheng Shiwing had taken another step, she might have used her life-protecting spirit energy.