Chapter 59: The Woman in Green

That was an extremely beautiful woman; her entire being seemed to be the Incarnation of "beauty" itself.

Before this woman in green, any vocabulary used to describe beauty would appear superfluous and incredibly pale.

Feng Zi had to admit that, even counting the memories of his past life, he likely could not find an existence comparable to the woman before him.

Of course, he was not the type of shallow person to be swayed by looks; Feng Zi still remembered the important business at hand.

While observing the clothing on the woman, he pondered to himself:

"Based on the various anomalies earlier, it is not hard to discern that the dim cyan stream of light must have fallen around this area, or rather, this place should be the 'landing point'."

"Could it be... that this young lady in green is the physical form of that stream of light? Is this possible?"

Feng Zi pondered for a moment, not believing that, with his own strength, he could have fallen from the high heavens to this place unscathed.

But then again, even if this woman had many peculiarities, she was already dead; what kind of "fated opportunity" could this be—

"No, that's not right! Although faint, there is still movement in this woman's chest; she is still alive!"

It was precisely while observing the woman's clothing and intending to understand her identity that Feng Zi suddenly discovered she could still be saved!

But immediately, a doubt took root in his heart:

Should he really extend a helping hand to this mysterious woman before him?

Although there was no basis for it, Feng Zi's heart told him that the cause of all the strange phenomena before his eyes lay with this dying woman.

Could a dying person be enough to extinguish all life within a radius of at least twenty miles, and even spawn such a vast sea of poisonous flowers?!

Feng Zi also did not know if, by truly intervening to save her, he would be awakening an unimaginable calamity.

But looking at the woman before him who might die at any moment, he also understood that he did not have much time to agonize over this question.

After a period of deliberation that was not particularly complex, Feng Zi ultimately decided to do his best to save this woman in green.

The reason was simple—he was still willing to trust his intuition, willing to believe that she was a person who deserved to live.

Since there was no evidence to prove that she was an evil being, then he ought to extend a helping hand!

Since he had already made up his mind, Feng Zi decided to immediately set about treating the woman.

And then, a difficult problem was thrown before him:

How should he handle this severely injured casualty?

If he treated the wounds on the spot, the flowers in this sea of flowers were all poisonous, which might cause her condition to worsen.

But if he moved her away from this sea of flowers, not to mention that the distance was great and it would take a lot of time, the wounds on the woman were extremely severe, and moving her rashly would inevitably worsen her condition!

"In that case, I cannot move the casualty." Feng Zi decided decisively, muttering to himself.

Then, only one clumsy method remained—that was to pull out all the cyan-green flowers surrounding the woman.

Although it was somewhat dangerous, Feng Zi's physical constitution was not to be underestimated; even if he were accidentally scratched by the petals, he could quickly expel the toxins from his body.

"As long as I am careful, there shouldn't be any problems." Feng Zi thought to himself.

Immediately, he bent down and prepared to pull the flowers.

But before Feng Zi could act, he suddenly discovered that there were no flowers beneath the woman in green!

"Could it be that the flowers are avoiding her..." Feng Zi pondered slightly, guessing with some disbelief in his heart.

As he spoke, he slightly lifted the woman's hand to the side, wanting to verify the somewhat absurd guess in his heart—

In an instant, several cyan-green flowers withered at an unimaginable speed and quickly merged into the soil!

"It really is like this..." Feng Zi widened his eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief.

But he also understood that there was still important business now, and it was not yet time to satisfy his curiosity.

He moved the woman's body very gently to prevent tearing her wounds, letting her lie flat on the ground.

But looking at the woman in green whose breathing was growing weaker, Feng Zi said with some difficulty:

"I only have golden sore medicine for external wounds on hand; whether you can survive this ordeal depends on your own will, young lady!"

Having said that, he took off his pack and took out a few bottles of medicine and clean gauze.

Looking at the scarred woman in green, Feng Zi's eyes were full of apology: "I have offended you; I ask for your forbearance, young lady."

Although she had long since lost consciousness, he understood the principle of "a gentleman being cautious when alone" and did not dare to be the least bit negligent.

Having said that, he carefully removed the blood-stained green garment from the woman, which had long since stuck to her skin.

He did not know what the material of the green garment was, but judging from the touch, it should be a very rare piece of clothing similar to silk.

But it was fortunate that the material of this green garment was extraordinary, which prevented it from sticking to her flesh and causing secondary injuries like infections.

Facing the woman's flawless jade body, Feng Zi applied medicine to her wounds with a clear mind and wrapped them with gauze.

……

Qing Lin did not know what kind of existence she was, or where she was.

She only remembered that she seemed to have been running in endless darkness.

Why run? Qing Lin did not know the answer to this question.

She only knew that the voice in her heart kept telling her this: run forward, do not stop, and do not look back!

She instinctively trusted the voice in her heart; even though the path ahead was also a stretch of darkness, she continued to run.

Various sounds always came to her ears—

"Big Sister Qing Lin, are you really going to the Heavenly Demon Palace? I heard... the Heavenly Demon Palace is very cruel; even Great Demons at the Nascent Soul realm have less than one in a hundred survive. Stay in your hometown, okay?"

That was a childish voice that made her feel very close.

How many tens of thousands of years had it been since she last saw the owner of that voice? Qing Lin could not remember very clearly either.

Huh? Did she know the owner of that voice?

Qing Lin really wanted to turn her head to look at the owner of that voice, but in the end, she still chose to trust the voice in her heart and stumbled forward.

"Senior, as an immortal, you are still young; you should stop your steps and accumulate strength. Do not make an enemy of all the immortals of the Demon race!"

That was an old and weary voice, but in Qing Lin's heart, the owner of that voice had always been like her own child.

But she could not remember anything... How about she just stopped for a moment to catch her breath, that should be fine, right?

She could not stop, she had to keep running!

The road ahead was already covered in sharp stones, piercing her bare feet until they were dripping with blood.

But Qinglin dared not stop.

"Snakey, do not go any further. You are already an immortal who cannot die or be destroyed, is that not enough for you?"

"There are only three thrones for the Demon Emperor. No matter how good your talent is, can you really be stronger than all the True Immortals of the Demon race?"

"I have my own kin; if it truly came to that point... I would not dare to stand with you." That was a youthful female voice.

Just hearing this voice made Qinglin feel incomparably at ease, as if they had braved countless dangers together.

However, she still did not remember who the owner of the voice was.

She could not, she could not turn back; you two had long since become strangers.

The voice in her heart grew stronger, and the road ahead was already filled with rugged obstacles.

Qinglin no longer remembered how many times she had fallen, to the point that her body was already covered in scars.

Countless times she wanted to give up, but in the end, she still gritted her teeth and continued to struggle and run uglily through the boundless darkness.

Finally, Qinglin saw a beam of light!