Chapter 574

"You shameless scoundrel!" Wei Yan Hong tried to rush over to strike Chi Cailiang, but was blocked by the others!

"Let go of me! Everyone, let go of me!" she struggled desperately, her howl sharp and mournful.

Chi Cailiang's mouth curled into a cold sneer, and he said leisurely, "If you have the ability, let Yuan Yao and the others treat your brother's arm!"

Ying Wuhuan's face darkened as he shouted angrily, "Enough!"

He stared coldly at Wei Yan Hong: "Wei Yan Hong, stop causing trouble. The only doctor left in our team is Chi Cailiang; treating your brother is a favor, not an obligation! Moreover, there are many others in our team whose injuries are even worse than Wei Yan Qing's. If you only care about treating your brother, what about the rest?"

"You're not any better!" Wei Yan Hong's eyes flared as she shouted, "Ying Wuhuan, you scoundrel, you count as nothing but a leader of crap, just a burden! If it weren't for you, the unlucky one, how could you come back and cause our Tianjiao Squad to lose so many lives!"

"I don't even know if Lu Xiang died because of you!"

"Yu Jing is a hundred times better than you!"

"Shut up!" Ying Wuhuan trembled all over, his face instantly turning blue‑purple from the cutting words.

He let out a sudden violent cough, pulling at his wounds; the pain made cold sweat bead on his forehead, and he could barely keep his balance.

The members of the Tianjiao Squad heard this, and their expressions instantly grew extremely complicated.

Instinctively, they turned their gaze toward Yu Jing, still locked in bloody combat with the abyss beasts in the distance, her figure upright and resolute.

Then, with an indescribable, subtle scrutinizing look, they shifted back to Ying Wuhuan.

Indeed, once Ying Wuhuan returned, the whole team's marching rhythm was disrupted; everywhere they had to prioritize his injuries, causing the journey to be delayed considerably.

Could it be...

Ying Wuhuan's voice carried a barely perceptible tremor, yet he forced his authority: "Wei Yan Hong, you speak without restraint and try to sow discord in our Tianjiao Squad? Are you trying to join Yuan Yao and the others?"

Chi Cailiang immediately echoed, "Wei Yan Hong, I think you just want to join Yuan Yao and the others!"

The clamor on their side stood in stark contrast to the sounds of Yuan Yao and others battling the abyss beasts.

As each lower‑tier abyss beast fell, the members of the Abyss Squad increasingly focused on the higher‑tier beasts!

About an hour and a bit later, all the abyss beasts had been slain.

Yuan Yao immediately erected a barrier that blocked scent, preventing the bloodied odor here from attracting other abyss beasts.

Xie Yan unearthed a seventh‑tier abyss beast crystal and secured it.

Commander Jiang and the others were exhausted and panting, but fortunately their battle wounds were not severe.

At that moment, Yuan Yao seemed to sense something; turning around, she saw Wei Yan Hong's eyes swollen with red as she came toward her.

"Yuan Yao, could your third senior brother help treat my brother's arm?" Wei Yan Hong said, about to kneel before her again.

Yuan Yao quickly supported her, only to find her hands were icy and trembling uncontrollably.

"I know... I know I spoke disrespectfully before, my mouth was foul and vicious; you can hit me, scold me, that's fine, as long as you let your third senior brother save my brother's arm." Wei Yan Hong's voice trembled, tears wet her blood‑stained face, making her look even more disheveled.

Yuan Yao steadied her and gave her a deep look.

Although she had previously disliked Wei Yan Hong, seeing her like this now stirred a feeling of compassion in Yuan Yao's heart.

Yuan Yao looked up, gazing toward Cang Li standing not far away.

Cang Li gave a slight nod and headed toward Wei Yan Qing's direction.

Yuan Yao took out a clean cloth, wiped the grime from her face, and whispered, "Wei Yan Hong, I helped you, but I still dislike you. You speak without restraint, are extremely arrogant and overbearing, and you almost caused injuries to me and my senior brother before. You must apologize to me and my senior brother."

Wei Yan Hong choked, her eyes filled with aggrieved tears, and she instinctively wanted to retort.

But with words at the tip of her tongue, she could say nothing.

Then Yuan Yao shifted her tone: "But you're not completely worthless; at least you're willing to contribute to the team, and your talisman rune talent is among the strongest in the Tianjiao Squad."

Wei Yan Hong was stunned, dumbfounded.

She hadn't expected Yuan Yao to praise her, and her heart in her chest flared hot and swelling.

A look of bewilderment flashed across her face, her lips quivered a few times, then she whispered in a mosquito‑like voice, "Yuan Yao, you bastard..."

"You're scolding me again?" Yuan Yao narrowed her eyes.

"No! No..." Wei Yan Hong lowered her head; as she spoke, she felt guilty.

After Yuan Yao steadied her, she released her hold.

"My third senior brother will examine your brother's arm wound; whether it heals depends on his luck. If he can't cure it, don't hold a grudge against us."

Wei Yan Hong was stunned after hearing that, seeming a bit astonished.

At this moment, Cang Li was tending to Wei Yan Qing's injury.

Wei Yan Qing looked at Cang Li with guilt, "Cang Li, I'm sorry..."

"Say fewer words. I don't want to hear you speak," Cang Li said irritably.

Wei Yan Qing's complexion was slightly troubled.

After a moment, Cang Li frowned, "My medical skill is poor; your arm is already rotting, even damaging bone and sinew. Even if healed, it may leave aftereffects."

A faint, pale smile appeared on Wei Yan Qing's gaunt face, and in a weak voice he said, "Regardless, I must thank you, thank you junior sister; if it weren't for you, we probably wouldn't have survived by now."

Cang Li looked up, gave him a glance, then let out a deep sigh.

Meanwhile, Yu Jing's injuries were also far from optimistic.

Her back was riddled with several deep, bone‑visible claw marks; flesh and blood were muddled, blood nearly soaked her garments, and each step dragged excruciating pain, her gait unsteady and staggering, as if she could collapse at any moment.

Yet the members of the Tianjiao Squad ignored it, not a single person stepping forward to help.

Wei Yan Hong originally intended to rush to her brother Wei Yan Qing, but upon seeing Yu Jing's precarious state, she halted, then hurried forward, grabbed her, half‑dragging, half‑supporting her to Cang Li and Wei Yan Qing's side.

Wei Yan Hong looked at Cang Li and tentatively asked, "Brother Cang Li, Yu Jing is also severely injured; could you treat her as well?"

Cang Li suddenly heard the words "Brother Cang Li," was startled, nearly jumping up.

He gave Wei Yan Hong a strange look.

Immediately, Cang Li's expression turned serious as he said to Yu Jing, "Yu Jing, wait a moment."

Yu Jing looked hesitant, then said, "Thank you for the trouble."

At that moment, Xiao Lingwei hurried over, saying to Yu Jing, "Your back wound needs immediate debridement; come with me into the camp. Before entering, you must put this on."

She said, handing over a black blindfold.

This is obviously to prevent Yu Jing from spying on the camp's internal layout.

Yu Jing took the blindfold, her fingertips trembling slightly, as if she had thought of something, her gaze unconsciously turning toward Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao met her gaze, nodding without changing expression.

The corners of Yu Jing's pale lips curled into an almost imperceptible arc, and she whispered, "Thank you."

After Yu Jing put on the blindfold and had her spiritual power temporarily sealed, Xiao Lingwei supported her as they slowly walked deeper into the camp.

After the two left, a clear sound suddenly came.

Click—

Only saw Yuan Yao stepping on a piece of dry wood, she shouldered the Phantom Spirit sword and laughed, saying, "Everyone, we just risked our lives to save you; do you need to show some appreciation? Like giving some spirit stones, magical artifacts, etc., as a thank‑you."