Chapter Seventeen: Sun Bo's Injury

  When Sun Bofan regained consciousness, his eyes were filled with dazzling gold. The brilliant color made him involuntarily raise his hand to cover it, "Have I died?"

  "It's almost too late." The slightly sarcastic tone made Sun Bo Fan suddenly feel at ease. He turned his head, and the man's body happened to block the direction of the light source, allowing him to just open his eyes to look at the man who was speaking. The man's outline was bathed in a layer of sacred golden light under the sun's illumination, as if a god had descended from the ninth heaven. Sun Bo Fan smiled lightly with relief, and indeed, he was originally a god.

  "When did you come?" Sun Bofan didn't want to continue talking about his own injury.

  "Ah......" The man pretended to think for a moment before saying seriously, "Before the venomous snake bites you."

  Sun Bo Fan couldn't help but laugh wryly, silently protesting the man's entanglement with his own affairs. Not wanting to talk to the man anymore, Sun Bo Fan listlessly moved his numb body, "Ah——" The sudden, unguarded burning and tearing pain spread throughout his entire body, causing the usually elegant and calm Sun Bo Fan to lose his composure, shouting out in a not-so-small voice.

  Looking at Sun Bo Fan clutching his left leg and curled up in bed, groaning in pain, the man shook his head worriedly, walked to Sun Bo Fan's bedside, moved away Sun Bo Fan's hand covering the wound, and gently stroked it with his own hand. "Uh—" Sun Bo Fan let out a muffled hum of pain, but the pain didn't ease up because of the man's hand on the wound, instead it became even more intense. Sun Bo Fan gritted his teeth and endured it, forcing himself not to cry out again, occasionally letting out fragmented sounds that he quickly swallowed back, but his body betrayed him due to the pain.

  "Alright." The man withdrew his hand, and Sun Bo Fan suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. However, as soon as he moved slightly, the pain surged back, forcing him to remain in a curled-up position.

  "The venom of the demon snake can not only poison a person like an ordinary snake, but also contaminate them with demonic energy. If you don't use spiritual power to forcibly purify the demonic energy, your body will eventually suffer damage." The man calmly explained the reason for Sun Bo's increased pain, and couldn't help but secretly admire Sun Bo's perseverance. The collision of spiritual and demonic powers within his injured body was more painful than pouring salt on a wound or scraping bone to treat an injury. Even his own healing hands felt pain when the two powers clashed, let alone Sun Bo.

  "I know." Sun Bo Fan slowly moved his body a bit, and indeed, the pain seemed to be less intense than before.

  "If I hadn't arrived in time, probably nothing would have been left but ashes." The man emphasized the danger of this incident again.

  "We were ambushed by the demon clan, otherwise we should have been able to escape." Sun Bofan said reluctantly.

  "An ambush?" The man repeated in disbelief, his expression suddenly turning serious, with an inexplicable solemnity. "How did you manage to provoke the Demon Clan? And not just any ordinary demon clan, but a powerful one at that, and more than one of them."

  Sun Bo Fan didn't say a word, he didn't know how to answer this question. Should he say that he was worried about Su Qi and went to find her, causing trouble? He had been warned many times before, and he had even made up his mind not to look for her again, so why did he forget?

  Sun Bo's silent and expressionless appearance made the man guess the answer, sighing and advising, "Don't go provoke her, she's not someone you can get close to."

  "Qī shā, pò jūn yǐ chéng hé wéi zhī shì......" Sun Bofan's low and solemn voice was like reciting an ancient incantation, making the man listening to it also feel dizzy.

  The atmosphere became heavy, except for the clear "rustling" sound of the wind blowing through the leaves outside the window, even the breathing sounds of the two men subsided. The warm sunlight not only didn't make people feel warm but also made them feel a kind of piercing pain.

  "It's fine this way, her inherited power will soon be fully awakened." The man comforted himself, but his words were tinged with obvious helplessness.

  "Why is it like this? What if her inherited power can't fully awaken? What if the demon tribe suddenly harms her? If she dies..." Sun Bofan asked excitedly, but as soon as he thought that Su Qi might die, Sun Bofan suddenly stopped talking. How could she possibly die? She's a water goddess, how could a god die?

  "People always have potential when they are in danger. Water and wood share the same origin, wood grows with water, she won't be in trouble, I can feel her legacy awakening." Mù Shén Lín looked out of the window, the distant lake was shining brightly under the sunlight, one day she will possess power beyond herself, definitely will.

  "But you are not her." Sun Bofan argued reluctantly.

  "I taught her the binding spell she used, and it was on another demon who attacked you yesterday. The binding spell has my attached spiritual power, I can sense it at any time, that demon won't be stupid enough to kill Su Qi Ru to break the spell, that would only lead to death, and the double spiritual power of water and wood is not something he or any other demon can resolve."

  Sun Bo Fan's heart finally calmed down, but he couldn't help but mock himself, "Indeed, it's a god." As an ordinary human being, even the most mysterious yin-yang master in the human tribe couldn't save him. If only he were a god, that would be great. Sun Bo Fan closed his eyes and recalled the scene from last night before he lost consciousness. After using the "Zu" character seal to seal himself, he could still feel the chill of the demon snake seeping into his body through the seal. The eerie coldness was unforgettable, as if it had started to freeze from inside his abdomen. At that time, Sun Bo Fan had already given up hope. His pride and arrogance made him look down on everything, and he didn't realize the strength of the demon tribe. If he died then, it would be considered fate, a consequence of his own pride and arrogance. But he refused to give up. He hadn't told Su Qi Ruo anything, how could he die?

  When the powerful seal of the demon tribe was broken, I was overjoyed, thinking that I had finally been saved. But my joy was short-lived as the power of the shattered seal shook me to my core. A force that controlled the fate of all living things swept before me, a power that made all creation look up in awe. In an instant, my own seal was quietly broken open, yet I didn't suffer any harm. The precision of this power was truly astonishing - this was the power of the divine tribe. I had been too arrogant.

  But what's even more shocking is that when the demon tribe attacked Lin Lang with their destructive power that devoured all things, thinking back on it now still sends shivers down my spine. In an instant, I felt as small as a grain of sand in the ocean, and could have been annihilated at any moment. But Lin Lang not only withstood the demon tribe's attack but also brought me to safety unharmed.

  Sun Bo Fan is still filled with a sense of loss when thinking back on it now - after all, humans are just humans, and can't compare to the gods or demons.

  Sun Bofan's sarcastic words, however, made Mù Shén Láng hear a hint of sadness in them. He didn't argue with Sun Bofan, but instead reminded him, "Take good care of your injuries, the Demon Clan won't give up easily."