Chapter 39

"Chi!"

Wang Tian dodged at the very moment Wu Butler made his move, but he was still hit by one of his fingers. A blood hole was gouged out on his left arm by Wu Butler's withered finger. At this point, Wang Tian's health points had dropped from 400 to 533. Even though he was hit by just one finger and not in a vital area, his health bar immediately decreased by a quarter.

Wu Butler retracted his finger, and a trace of blood remained on the tip of his right index finger, shining red in the morning sunlight.

"Rising Dragon in the Sky!"

The moment Wu Butler pulled back his finger, Wang Tian used the 'Strongest Technique in the World.' He knew he couldn't keep taking hits passively; dodging would be like signing his own death warrant. It was better to fight back. The moment his enemy retracted his move was an opportunity.

Wang Tian leaped into the air and struck with a palm, aiming directly at Wu Butler, increasing the chances of hitting him.

Wang Tian's fleshy palm, accompanied by a powerful wind, spiraled and struck like lightning. Wu Butler, who had been expressionless, changed his expression. He never imagined that someone he saw as insignificant as an ant could launch such a powerful attack. However, with years of experience on the brink of death and his exceptional agility, he twisted his body in an incredible way, avoiding the vital areas.

Just like a person falling from a great height, bending their body into an arc can greatly reduce the impact. Wu Butler avoided the critical hit. Even so, the 9999 attack power of the 'Strongest Technique in the World' was not given lightly.

"Boom!"

Wu Butler's right side was hit, and his entire right arm was shattered. His body flew over ten meters and crashed into a distant cliff. At the moment of impact, Wu Butler endured the intense pain, bending his body into an arc to absorb the force. Then he fell to the ground.

"Cough, cough," Wu Butler stood up, coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, staining his handkerchief.

Both were injured!

Wang Tian fell to the ground, his mental energy drained from using the 'Strongest Technique in the World,' leaving him in a state of exhaustion.

His consciousness began to blur, and an endless sea of blood entered his mind. He felt fear and despair, the regret of the 'Rising Dragon in the Sky.' After the peak, there was an inevitable weakness, a law of nature that even the greatest emperors could not escape.

Wang Tian's level was too low, resulting in low agility. If his agility exceeded 100, his speed would have been faster, and Wu Butler would have been dead for sure.

In the midst of this chaos, Wang Tian collapsed.

Wu Butler, dragging his frail body, approached Wang Tian, intending to finish him off.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, piercing the silent mountain.

Wu Butler instinctively sensed danger and twisted his body to dodge the bullet. His agility was so high that he could dodge bullets. The person who fired the gun seemed to have no intention of killing him, so his dodge made the bullet's trajectory deviate significantly.

A red Ferrari sped over, the driver, a girl, holding the steering wheel with her left hand and a gun in her right.

The red Ferrari stopped, and a tall girl in a pink short-sleeved shirt and very short jeans, with long, strong legs, stepped out.

"Little girl from the Leng family, are you going to interfere in the affairs of the Shengshi Group?" Wu Butler said calmly.

"I'm only telling you this because of the relationship between our families. I didn't expect you to come here to kill him. If you want to make a move, I don't mind killing you," Leng Xinxin said coldly, a shiny small pistol in her right hand. This type of pistol, known as a 'palm thunder,' is only as big as a palm but has considerable power. In the past, it was a standard weapon for female spies.

Leng Xinxin's father was the largest car manufacturer in China, and she was his only daughter. Equipping her with a self-defense weapon was quite normal. Of course, her family had bodyguards, but Leng Xinxin was quite independent and didn't like being followed.

"Are you not afraid of damaging the relationship between our families?" Wu Butler said.

"If I hadn't told you, would you have found him? I'll count to three, and you better get out of here, or I'll shoot," Leng Xinxin said coldly.

Wu Butler shook his head and laughed bitterly. He never thought he would be threatened by a little girl. If he hadn't been injured, he wouldn't have feared the palm thunder. But now, with over three-quarters of his health points gone and his right arm crippled, the intense pain reduced his strength to a fraction of its usual level. He had no confidence in dealing with a gun.

Not wanting to argue with Leng Xinxin, he turned and left. In his memory, Wang Tian had already been hit by his Illusory Yin Finger and wouldn't last more than ten days. Let him live a few more days. Unbeknownst to Wu Butler, Wang Tian had already bought Sun Water from the Yuanbao Mall and healed his injuries.

Seeing Wu Butler leave, Leng Xinxin put away the palm thunder into her small purse.

She walked to Wang Tian's side and saw him lying on the ground, his body twisted. His handsome face was furrowed, as if he was experiencing immense pain. Leng Xinxin felt immense pity!

She sat down next to him, lifting his body and resting it on her thighs. If Wang Tian were conscious, he would feel incredibly happy. These beautiful legs were the envy of many, and now they were his pillow. However, Wang Tian was in a state of mental torment and had no awareness of the outside world.

Should she take him to the hospital? Leng Xinxin didn't mind being taken advantage of; she was only thinking about what to do.

She had some knowledge of martial arts and knew that doctors might not be able to treat Wang Tian's injuries. Feeling his pulse, she found it steady, indicating no immediate danger. Wang Tian needed rest the most.

The sun was getting higher, and staying here wasn't a good idea. Leng Xinxin decided to help Wang Tian into her car and take him home. She put Wang Tian's head down, stood up, and lifted him, intending to carry him to her car. As she lifted his upper body, Wang Tian suddenly clung to her tightly, like an octopus, clinging to her.

Wang Tian's mind was in turmoil, feeling like a non-swimmer in a sea of blood, always on the verge of drowning. Suddenly, he felt a soft body and clung to it, as if it were a lifeline...

"Hey! Let go of me."

Leng Xinxin instinctively tried to push Wang Tian away but realized he was unconscious and couldn't hear her.

Leng Xinxin was speechless, her chest pressed tightly, deformed by the pressure. She tried to pull Wang Tian away, but his strength was too great, and she couldn't budge him. In this situation, she couldn't drive either. If she drove down the mountain like this, they might fall off a cliff and become a pair of tragic lovers.

She turned and looked at the temple behind her. Although it was dilapidated, there should be a place to rest inside. It was already very hot, and staying here might cause Wang Tian to suffer from heatstroke.

So, she dragged Wang Tian up the steps, carrying him in an extremely awkward position. For Leng Xinxin, Wang Tian's body was too heavy, and she had to rest after every few steps.

Finally, she managed to get Wang Tian into the temple. Looking around, she found a relatively intact guest room and brought Wang Tian inside. The room was relatively clean, and it seemed someone had slept there, confirming that Wang Tian and Si Si had spent the night here.

She sat on the bed, and Wang Tian's body remained tightly clinging to her. Leng Xinxin was extremely tired, and with Wang Tian's weight, she fell onto the bed, and Wang Tian followed, lying on top of her.

This heartbreaker, who had spent the night with Si Si, was now pressing her down, 'pushing her over.' Even though she knew Wang Tian was unconscious and his actions were involuntary, Leng Xinxin couldn't help but think that Wang Tian and Si Si must have done something last night. A man and a woman alone together for a night, not doing anything, would be hard to believe unless the man was abnormal. If Wang Tian hadn't 'taken care' of Si Si, Wu Butler wouldn't have tried to kill him, right?

After lying under Wang Tian for a while, Leng Xinxin regained her strength.

Looking at Wang Tian, who was tightly clinging to her, she thought, "Little ancestor, let go! You're squishing my treasures." The pressure on her chest was unbearable.

As if hearing Leng Xinxin's complaint, Wang Tian's grip loosened slightly but didn't let go. Wang Tian was now in the 'Regret' phase of the 'Rising Dragon in the Sky,' having passed the 'Sea of Blood' and entering the 'Eighteen Levels of Hell.' In this hell, all the spirits he had wronged came to seek revenge... These spirits were those he had killed to achieve the 'Rising Dragon in the Sky' position. To become the supreme ruler, he had to kill countless people. Now, it was time for these spirits to seek revenge.

At this moment, Wang Tian was like a helpless infant, desperately needing a protective embrace. The best embrace was that of a mother, who could包容一切错误，保护他。大地可以孕育万物，化解一切冤孽。无论多么恐怖的东西，在坤的博大中都可以被化解，随着时间的推移，无论是邪恶至极还是圣皇，最终都会化为尘土。

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