Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 394: For Whom to Guard the Ice Heart, For Whom to Pierced the Jade Bones?
The Iron Cloud army surged in like a tidal wave. The members of the Butian Pavilion, along with the two shadow masters, frantically pursued the remaining two thousand experts from the Golden Horse Knights Hall. However, each of these two thousand men was no ordinary fighter. In just a moment, although five or six hundred had been killed and thirty to forty captured, the others had already vanished without a trace.
As for the mastermind, Jing Menghun, he was the first to flee and had long since escaped.
Chu Yang lay unconscious in Tie Butian’s arms. Tie Butian felt that although Chu Yang was in a coma and had no consciousness, his body was becoming increasingly hot, almost like a furnace.
When the two shadow masters returned, their gazes flickered uneasily.
Seeing the two shadow masters come back, Tie Butian rushed to ask, “Uncles, what happened to him?”
The two shadows had already learned something from the captured prisoners. Now, seeing Chu Yang's condition, they could probably guess the situation with their knees and couldn't help but sigh, saying, “This person is probably... beyond saving.”
“Beyond saving?” Tie Butian felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body swayed, and his vision darkened as he asked, “He still has a pulse and is breathing strongly. How could he be beyond saving?”
“He has been poisoned,” one shadow said with a sigh. “And this poison has no antidote.”
“No antidote...” Tie Butian immediately felt as though the ground had dropped from beneath him. He weakly asked, “What kind of poison is so tyrannical... that... that...?”
“This is the spring poison of the lust serpent. We are in the wilderness, and there are no women in the army; it is hard to even find a village girl...” One of the shadows started to say before suddenly falling silent, gritting his teeth.
The other shadow had given him a hard pinch.
“Lust serpent? Spring poison?” But Tie Butian had already heard it and his eyes brightened. After thinking for a moment, he asked, “Is it the kind that, if not detoxified within five hours, will cause the body to rot and die?”
One shadow lowered his head, while the other looked around, as if he had not heard.
“Is it?!” Tie Butian shouted angrily.
“Well, it's hard to say...” one shadow stammered, then continued, “However... even if it is true, there is no need to do anything for him. After all, you...”
As he spoke, he was pinched again; he simply took a step back and said nothing.
Tie Butian shot a questioning look at the other shadow: “What’s going on?” His expression gradually darkened.
“Um... he has reached this point, it’s his fate,” one shadow said carefully. “Moreover, our Iron Cloud now has the Chu King of Hell... there is no need to create another. Besides... this person has always been unruly... and... with the great war approaching, it really isn’t advisable...”
Tie Butian's gaze was as calm as water, but his expression changed as he looked at Chu Yang, and it was apparent that he was struggling internally. After a long time, he finally gritted his teeth, turned his head away, and said hoarsely, “Prepare a carriage to take him back...”
His voice was weak, and he seemed to collapse at that moment.
The two shadows simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a burden had been lifted. They exchanged a glance and hurried to carry out the orders.
At that moment, Wu Kuangyun sauntered over, craning his neck to take a look and couldn't help but shrug and laugh, “So it’s this little brat! This guy still owes me a deep debt that hasn’t been repaid!”
Tie Butian stared blankly at the deep night sky, his face expressionless. He stood there motionless, as if suddenly this ruler of Iron Cloud had turned into a clay statue.
The carriage arrived, and Chu Yang was placed on it as the army began to march back.
From start to finish, Tie Butian walked alongside the carriage, silent and in pain, his teeth tightly clenched against his lip until it bled...