Chapter 10: She ran naked

Genres:Martial Arts and Xianxia Last update:25/03/24 17:52:16
    Unmindful of these thoughts, Zheng He flipped out of the cockpit window.

    Jiaomu Jiao rode a massive wave, as he descended from the crest, the tide surged through the railing, and a vast amount of seawater instantly carried away the flames on Zheng He's body.

    From the heat to the cold, Zheng He's body weakened, and he couldn't even resist the wave. He was hit by the wave and fell to the ground, his blood flowing like a river, staining the seawater with a faint reddish hue.

    She was exhausted to the point of exhaustion, and her vision kept going dark. She really wanted to just pass out.

    No, Zheng Dangwu is still inside.

    Those fish are not sure if they have died cleanly.

    Will the fire in the cockpit spread to the cabin?

    Is Zheng Dangwu in danger?

    She stretched out her hand to support the ground and stand up, but found that the charred palm had a large piece of skin and flesh missing, leaving the muscles, blood vessels, and tendons inside clearly visible.

    All of them were burnt.

    The delayed pain finally captured her will. Another wave crashed onto the ship, and she saw nothing but darkness as the body she had just struggled to raise slammed heavily into the faintly red seawater on the floor.

    A large amount of blood was pushed out of her body, and the blood slowly collected into a small lake in the arid spring-like eyes.

    "You are about to die."

    The seven Nuo masks stood around like mountains, Zheng Dangwu sitting beside her, watching as her blood soaked the spring, showing no expression of mercy or sympathy, smiling at Zheng He.

    She reached out and poked Zheng He's hand with her white bones, "How is it, does it hurt?"

    She opened her mouth, ready to say more, when Zheng He's body trembled, and her eyes were smeared with blood. With difficulty, she raised her body, got up, and felt her way to Zheng Dangwu.

    She opened her arms and embraced Zheng Dangwu.

    "Don't be afraid, Dangdang."

    She held on too tightly, scraping off the charred, brittle skin from her body.

    Zheng He stuffed Zheng Dangwu into her arms. She was in a confused state, only remembering that she needed to find Zheng Dangwu amidst the surrounding flames.

    The skin on her arm was blackened, some places already burned into charcoal, but her hug still carried out the will to protect her, meticulously enveloping every inch of Zheng Dangwu's skin.

    In the hallucination of the raging fire, she gave her a perfect embrace without any flaws.

    With her physical body to protect her.

    They sat in the fire, like gods fearless of the flames.

    "Big sister is here, don't be afraid, I'll protect you..."

    Zheng He buried her head in Zheng Dangwu's neck, and her chin brushed against Zheng Dangwu's hair, "Be good."

    Zheng Dangwu's whole body stiffened.

    Zheng He was not wearing a shirt, her body heated by the flames. She felt the intense heartbeat from Zheng He, a pounding thudding against her chest.

    However, Zheng He's chest was clearly empty.

    She gritted her teeth, broke away from the hug, floating into the air, "Zheng He, you dare to hold me! Do you know how much I hate to see you like this!"

    Zheng He's body collapsed to the ground instantly; she had already fainted and hadn't heard Zheng Dangwu's scolding and anger.

    After her blood had separated from her body, she opened her hands and feet, crawling along a winding path to the deep part of the spring.

    The light blue seawater overhead rippled in waves, and a thin stream of water broke through the sky, accurately falling on Zheng He.

    Zheng He had already passed out, so she couldn't see the skin on her body that opened and closed like scales, all the paler flesh scales opening, red tongues emerging from the gaps, greedily sipping at this rain that fell from the sky.

    The charred skin and flesh naturally fell off and were swallowed by the spring, while the newly regenerated skin was as tender as a newborn baby. The broken bones healed rapidly, and even the missing flesh in her palm grew at a visible speed.

    The hair that had been burned off grew back like the grass after the spring rain, returning to its previous length.

    Zheng He's body swallowed all the water that had fallen from the sky, and the last drop landed on the eyelids of Zheng He.

    She opened her eyes, the azure sky above was as it had always been, casting gentle blue ripples on the ground.

    A light blue subtitle appeared in front of her:

    【Congratulations! Your blood has revealed the seal of the Golden Scale Holy Land, awakening its healing function. From now on, all injuries on your body can be nurtured in the Golden Scale Holy Land. Please note that this privilege only takes effect when your vitality level is less than or equal to 80%!】

    【Current Vitality Level: 79%】

    It turns out that this place is called the Golden Scale Holy Land.

    The subtitle waves generally disappear in the air, and a line of small words appeared, which made Zheng He's pupils contract sharply, feeling that something ominous was afoot.

    【Sacrificed Body: As the master of the Golden Scale Holy Land, your tears, hair, blood, bones, muscles, internal organs, Dantian, and embryo are very precious. They can be exchanged for corresponding privileges in the Golden Scale Holy Land.】

    What kind of bizarre and evil way is this?

    When faced with danger, isn't she supposed to be able to sacrifice her flesh for privileges?

    What kind of perverted finger is this from someone's house?

    【Please note your safety and cherish your body. Sacrificed Body's exchange of privileges will only be effective when the Vitality Level is below 50%. This healing is a newbie package, and in the un-upgraded state, the Golden Scale Holy Land cannot cure injuries that are too severe.】

    The words "Please note your safety" were even highlighted in red.

    Alright, she can't exchange privileges right now.

    Zheng He looked down and saw that her chest cavity was still empty, without a heart.

    Is this her system?

    Is this a portable space?

    Can she hide in a place called the Golden Scale Holy Land when encountering enemies?

    "Hey, are you dreaming?"

    Zheng Dangwu coldly snorted, "When you entered the Golden Scale Holy Land, time outside was also moving."

    "That means you're still lying bare on the deck now!"

    "Not that it's any of your business."

    Zheng He's eyes brightened, "Dangdang!"

    She jumped up from the ground in an instant, carefully examining Zheng Dangwu in the air, and smiling brightly said, "You're okay, I just worried about you so much!"

    Zheng Dangwu furrowed her brow, and stepped back several meters. She sat cross-legged in the air, supporting her chin with one hand and snapped her fingers.

    "Call me Dangdang again, and I'll throw you into the sea!"

    The snap of the finger had been heard, and Zheng He opened her eyes. Jiaomu Jiao was still sailing in the green waves, but her upper body had already hung out over the bow of the ship, nearly falling into the sea without warning.

    Zheng He quickly grabbed the railing, using her toes to press against the ship's wall, and returned to the deck.

    The palm that was once scarred and bleeding was now pristine white, with all traces of blood carried away by the sea.

    Not to mention that she is now full of vitality and strength, feeling like she can fight another three hundred rounds with those fish.

    Everything in the Golden Scale Holy Land seems to have actually taken effect in reality, rather than just being illusions.

    The sea breeze made her body feel cool, and only then did Zheng He realize that her skin had been completely renewed, but the clothes that were burned off had not returned.

    She is now standing at the bow of the ship, looking like a pervert with a special fetish.

    Climbing the edge of the cockpit, Zheng He jumped back inside, where the fire had already been extinguished, leaving a carpet of smoking blackened bodies.

    This can be considered as grilled fish, right?

    Zheng He's nose twitched, "Weird, grilled fish has no smell."

    The ax that was previously swept to the side by the fish tail was fortunate enough to escape. Zheng He tiptoed around the dark corpses, picking up the ax, locking the cockpit door, and opening the door of the original owner's room.

    In the room, Zheng Dangwu poked her head out of the blankets, throwing a robe disdainfully, "You perverted guy who runs around naked, put this on quickly!"