Free Web NovelChapter 57: Chapter 55: Feels Pretty Good
Almost simultaneously, Yue Ying, Fei Yan, and Mo Xiao teleported to Su Mo’s side.
Dealing with a single Ah Yun was no trouble at all for Cang Lan.
But just as his palm strike was about to land, it was suddenly blocked by a blast of energy that descended from the sky!
The leader of the black-clothed men grabbed Ah Yun from the ground and prepared to leave.
Cang Lan immediately gave chase, with Yue Ying and Fei Yan following close behind.
Mo Xiao didn’t rush to follow. He had to stay behind to protect Su Mo.
The Dragon Clan attendants also rushed forward to help, but their opponents unexpectedly threw a handful of soporific powder, and the attendants instantly collapsed.
Yue Ying and Fei Yan were quick-witted enough to cover their mouths and noses in time.
Cang Lan, however, inhaled some of it, and his steps faltered for a moment.
Several of their opponents were as skilled as Yue Ying and Fei Yan, and the two of them were gradually finding themselves outmatched.
Long Yan and his personal guards, who were nearby, also flew over to help.
Just as they landed, the leader threw another handful of powder.
In the chaos, a sharp blade shot straight toward Yue Ying. Fortunately, Fei Yan reacted quickly, shielding him from the attack with his wing.
However, he was still injured. Bright red blood dripped from the edge of his wing.
Seeing the situation turn grim, Su Mo immediately took out Detoxification Pills from her System Laboratory and handed them to Mo Xiao, gesturing for him to pass them to the others up front.
Mo Xiao hesitated, glancing at her. Su Mo frowned. "Commander Lan Ling is here. Plus, I specialize in poisons. Nothing should happen to me."
On the ground, Lan Ling suddenly broke free from his ropes, got up, and nodded at Mo Xiao.
Mo Xiao teleported to the front lines.
Lan Ling quickly gathered the remaining attendants, forming a protective circle around the Think Tank and Su Mo.
As Su Mo observed the fight from a distance, she frowned and asked Lan Ling, "Commander, do you recognize their techniques?"
"It looks like a mix of our Dragon Clan’s techniques and some from the North Wing. Their leader is a very high Level—he must be a Level Nine Beastman. The two closest to him are at least Level Eight Beastmen, and the rest are Level Five or Six."
Su Mo frowned. ’It seems my gut feeling was right. This is going to be tough.’
A Level Nine Beastman?
’How come I don’t remember any Beastmen of such a high Level appearing this early in the original story?’
The Dragon Clan attendants were of a lower Level, so the attackers dealt with them effortlessly.
The only ones who could hold their own were Mo Xiao, Long Yan, and a few others.
But most of their opponents were at a comparable or higher Level, so it was still an arduous fight.
Su Mo could already see that Fei Yan was losing steam. The blade that had struck him earlier was likely coated with something else.
She turned to Lan Ling beside her and asked, "Do you have a bow and arrow?"
Lan Ling quickly procured a bow and arrow. Su Mo pulled a vial of medicine from her storage space and coated an arrowhead with it.
She told him to aim for the lead Beastman.
Lan Ling leaped into the air, closing the distance to the leader, then drew his bow and took aim!
Just as he was about to release the arrow, the man suddenly whipped his head around. A piercing gaze locked onto him, and the man casually threw a hidden weapon.
Unable to dodge in time, Lan Ling was hit by the weapon and fell rapidly to the ground.
But the black-clothed man suddenly changed direction, streaking toward Su Mo.
"Wife!"
In the instant Mo Xiao was distracted, an opponent beside him slashed his arm with a blade.
"Fire!"
Standing among the attendants, Su Mo gave the order, and several arrows were loosed at once.
But to a Level Nine Beastman, these attacks were nothing. He deflected them with a mere wave of his sleeve.
Su Mo’s brow furrowed. ’This is bad,’ she thought, her hand immediately going to the pouch of poisons at her waist.
’This reckless fool... is he really coming after me???’
’I’m done for, I’m done for... I have no idea if my new poison will even work on a Level Nine Beastman...’
Just as Su Mo was panicking, SWISH! From the ground, Lan Ling shot an arrow from behind, hitting the black-clothed man! freewebnovёl.ƈom
The man’s figure faltered. Gritting his teeth against the pain that felt like a million ants crawling on him, Lan Ling shot another arrow.
The black-clothed men surrounding Mo Xiao cried out in surprise, "Sect Leader!"
The Sect Leader paused mid-air, clutching his wounded shoulder. He squinted at Su Mo.
Then he turned and commanded, "Retreat!"
Cang Lan wanted to pursue them again, but Mo Xiao stopped him. "You’re no match for them. Don’t act rashly for now."
With that, he supported the injured Fei Yan and flew to Su Mo’s side.
"Wife, check on Fei Yan’s injuries first!"
Su Mo felt for Fei Yan’s pulse, her brow knitting. "Let’s go back first!"
Long Yan and his group also hurried to follow.
The Think Tank was about to call Lan Ling over to have Su Mo look at his injuries, but Lan Ling only gave the unconscious Ah Yun on the ground a cold glance.
His face contorted in pain as he said, "I’ll just have the Witch Doctor treat this wound. No need to trouble Miss Su."
The Think Tank glanced at his wound, a worried expression on his face.
The wound didn’t look large, but the weapon must have been coated with something. He wasn’t sure if the Witch Doctor could treat it.
However, seeing Lan Ling’s insistence, the Think Tank didn’t press the matter.
Yue Ying and the others brought Fei Yan to Su Mo’s room. His temperature was frighteningly high.
He was poisoned.
The worst part wasn’t just the poison.
Su Mo wrote out a prescription for Yue Ying to quickly prepare, while simultaneously retrieving an inhibitor and a sedative from the System Laboratory for Fei Yan to take.
For a Beastman, being injured during their estrus period was the most fatal combination.
The scent of blood from the wound would trigger their primal instincts, and the pain would only intensify the desire rising from within.
If they were poisoned, the toxins could easily follow the bloodstream and corrode their internal organs.
Su Mo took another Detoxification Pill from her storage space and fed it to him. It was effective, but it seemed it wasn’t enough.
DING! Little Nine’s voice suddenly rang out.
"Host, try using your blood to suppress the toxin!"
Su Mo was taken aback. ’Right, right! Long Yan also relied on my blood to stop the poison before!’
With that thought, she casually picked up a nearby dagger.
Mo Xiao, who was beside them, called out anxiously, "Wife!"
Su Mo quickly cut her finger and brought it to Fei Yan’s lips. "Quick, drink my blood!"
Fei Yan frowned and shook his head, refusing. "I can’t harm you, wife!"
"This is no time for that!" Without another word, Su Mo pried open his mouth and stuck her finger inside.
A moment later, she checked Fei Yan’s pulse again.
"The poison is under control!"
’Who knew this poison-immune body of mine could be so useful!’
’Thank goodness my blood works! Otherwise, this bird would have really been half-dead tonight!’
Hearing Su Mo’s inner thoughts, Fei Yan frowned slightly.
He exchanged a subtle glance with Mo Xiao.
Cang Lan, who was at the door, looked puzzled. ’Is my wife poisoned?’
Long Yan and the Think Tank were simply astonished. Su Mo’s blood could control toxins?
The moment Long Yan remembered that he too had once drunk Su Mo’s blood, he secretly blushed.
A short while later, Yue Ying returned with the brewed medicine. Su Mo took the bowl and brought it to Fei Yan’s lips.
Although he drank the medicine, he was still very weak.
Moreover, the heat within him hadn’t been fully suppressed. He would need to be carefully monitored for the rest of the night.
Su Mo said to him, "You’ll stay in my room tonight, so it’s easier for me to look after you."
Fei Yan nodded. "I’ll trouble you then, wife."
Yue Ying’s eyes narrowed, and he was just about to offer to stay and help Su Mo.
But then he saw Mo Xiao’s cold gaze land on him.
From the moment he saw his wife that evening, Mo Xiao had smelled the scent of this damn fox on her.
Fei Yan’s failure to suppress his estrus was likely related to this damn fox.
He must have been agitated earlier in the evening, causing it to flare up again.
Fei Yan’s body was in a fragile state right now. If this damn fox stayed and agitated him further, it would only make things more troublesome for their wife.
Su Mo caught sight of Mo Xiao’s bleeding arm out of the corner of her eye and frowned. "Come here, let me take a look at that."
"Yes."
Looking obedient, Mo Xiao walked over, sat down, and held out his arm.
Su Mo asked in surprise, "Your Level increased?"
Mo Xiao nodded. After neutralizing the poison of the Beast Binding Pill in the prison, the bottleneck he had been stuck at suddenly cleared, and he advanced to Level Seven.
It was a blessing in disguise.
The poison in Mo Xiao’s system was fairly easy to control, especially since he wasn’t in estrus.
Su Mo gave him a Detoxification Pill and then treated his wound.
She looked up at the people lingering at the door and said, "All of you should go back and get some rest."
Mo Xiao stood up and was the first to head out.
Long Yan and the Think Tank bid them farewell and left.
Soon, only Su Mo and Fei Yan were left in the room.
Yawning, Su Mo began to clean up her tools and disinfectant.
The whole ordeal that night had left her exhausted.
After she finished tidying up, Su Mo turned to Fei Yan. "You sleep on the bed tonight; I’ll sleep on the wooden planks below. If you feel uncomfortable at all, just call me."
With that, she took a pillow and a beast-hide blanket and lay down.
Lying on the bed, Fei Yan turned on his side and watched her slender back, a pang of guilt inexplicably rising in his heart.
That night, Su Mo felt a tightness around her waist, as if she were leaning against a warm embrace.
She just vaguely thought that whatever she was holding felt nice to the touch. She gave it a squeeze, then a little grope~
"W-Wife..."
Fei Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he struggled to speak.
Su Mo vaguely heard someone call her name and responded with a soft, cat-like murmur, "Hm?"
Then she subconsciously reached out a hand to feel around, mumbling drowsily, "Fei Yan... are you okay?"
Blushing, Fei Yan looked down at the person draped over him in an odd position and answered in a husky voice.
"Yes."
"Oh~ That’s good then."
Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Overcome with sleepiness, she contentedly drifted off again.
