Hide in The Immortal Cultivation World, Strike Hard in the Martial World

The purple figure recoiled back and curled around Chen Yi's neck,

The Purple Sand Mink's small eyes gazed at Chen Yi somewhat resentfully,

Merely a single swipe, and its claws had been frozen. It would take a quarter of an hour to recover.

At the crucial moment, Chen Yi commanded it,

The Purple Sand Mink is a second-tier beginner Demon Beast, its physique comparable to Body Refining Cultivators. Even with the collision with the ice spike, it would only get slightly injured, no threat to its life.

Chen Yi casually threw a Rejuvenation Pill into its mouth and ignored it.

While hugging Song Chengcheng, he sent a small amount of mana into her body to prevent the extremely cold spiritual power from spreading.

On the other side, a glow appeared in Chen Yi's eyes,

He observed different spiritual lights in this extremely cold region spanning more than a hundred feet, looking for the safest exit.

In the Extremely Cold Region, covered by a blanket of snowstorms, countless large and small ice thorns floated in the snowstorm, causing injuries upon contact.

Chen Yi's Divine Sense couldn't reach beyond ten feet,

But at this moment, in his eyes, every direction around him displayed different colored spiritual lights,

The direction of the Dragon Fish was purple-black, with a heap of deep purple in other directions, deep red was the minority, and a few directions showed a relatively pale red.

Chen Yi chose a direction to escape the outside world, and holding Song Chengcheng, he executed the Vajra Eight Steps to flee.

In the white snowstorm, a human figure quickly flashed, leaving behind a trail of afterimages,

And scattered clinking sounds.

Although Chen Yi had chosen the safest direction to escape,

Because his velocity was too high, he unavoidably encountered some obstacles from the ice crystals,

As he passed, golden light shone on Chen Yi's arms. With one hand holding Song Chengcheng, and the other blocking in front, all the ice crystals on their path were struck and sent flying.

Song Chengcheng's face was pale, her physical and magical strength gradually being frozen away. Her frail body leaned against Chen Yi, his hand around her waist being her sole source of warmth.

At this moment, she tried her best to remain conscious, managing her remaining mana to counteract the ice spike, and retracted her Divine Sense to her glabella.

Watching the scenery around her change at an untraceable speed,

Every time she felt like crashing into ice crystals and perishing on the spot, a large hand would come before her face. A light flick was enough to repel those things,

Sometimes, Song Chengcheng was in a daze; were these repelled ice crystals really the same things that were about to claim her life?

After knowing each other for 43 years, Song Chengcheng truly acknowledged Chen Yi's strength for the first time,

Turns out this young man had such deep achievements in body refining cultivation, at least a notch higher than his spirit beast, the Purple Mink!

No wonder Wang Tengfei had previously warned her that Chen Yi would be a surprise.

At this moment, Song Chengcheng seemed to have returned to her childhood, when her father carried her as he walked the roofs and vaulted over the walls. She nestled in her father's arms, all she needed to do was keep her eyes glued to the outside scenery, no need to worry about any danger.

How wonderful.

The distance of over a hundred feet, on a normal day if Chen Yi ran full speed, he could cross it in less than two breaths,

But in this Extremely Cold Region, Chen Yi slowed down to prevent any unexpected incidents,

But after five breaths,

Chen Yi was still able to carry Song Chengcheng and the Little Sand Mink out of the range of the snowstorm.

Once they got out, green pine, emerald lake, all came into view,

The purple and black spiritual lights in Chen Yi's eyes receded. He found a safe direction, carried Song Chengcheng, and started to sprint with a velocity several times faster than before.

Chen Yi did own a Flying Boat, but in a real-life escape, he chose to trust his own legs,

Because under emergency conditions, Chen Yi's body refining cultivation was the strongest.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in a chaotic stone cave tens of miles away, Chen Yi put Song Chengcheng down,

He could keep running, but Song Chengcheng couldn't endure it anymore.

With a foot-long ice needle piercing deeply into her abdomen, tiny red spots appeared on her white dress. Song Chengcheng's face was pale, her in-body mana unstable, her eyes half-open and drowsy,

Obviously, she had reached her limit.

Chen Yi placed her on his lap, and due to the urgency, he paid no heed to gender propriety. He murmured, "Daoist Song, my apologies",

With a slight nod from Song Chengcheng, indicating her consent,

Chen Yi uncovered her dress and found that half of her abdomen was covered by ice blue. His spiritual power reached out,

Half of her internal organs had been invaded by the extremely cold spiritual power. She was already at death's door!

"Open your mouth - ah -"

Chen Yi took out a second-tier injury-healing pill and brought it to Song Chengcheng's lips, gently pushing it in,

This was a recovery pill that could heal wounds and replenish mana. It was a new product produced by Chen Yi after he was promoted to a second-tier Alchemist. Its effect was considered good amongst second-tier lower rank injury-healing pills,

To save Song Chengcheng's life, Chen Yi couldn't care less. Moreover, amongst all the people in the world, how many could claim to have a lifelong friend of more than 40 years?

Heat crept up Song Chengcheng's cheeks, but she did not refuse.

"Daoist Song, your abdominal injury is severe, and the cold poison has spread to your chest and abdomen. I may have to treat you internally and externally, and I may offend you in the process."

"Daoist Chen... I am... in your hands~"

Song Chengcheng opened her slightly pale lips, and in the end, these were the only words she managed to utter.

Then she closed her eyes and entered into an introspective state, sinking her entire consciousness into her body's meridians, stoking the medicine's power, aiding Chen Yi in against the cold poison.

In order to fully commit to the treatment,

Chen Yi released his formation plate, covering him and Song Chengcheng with the Nightmare Dark Curtain Array, isolating them temporarily from the outside world,

If the Colorful Dragon Fish were to pursue them, it would have to break this array first.

Then, without any hesitation, Chen Yi undressed the upper half of Song Chengcheng's clothes,

He didn't pay any attention to her perfect figure,

Chen Yi fully engaged himself in rotating the Turtle Breathing Technique and the Vajra Sutra,

One hand was on the outside of her internal organs, outputting Turtle Breath Magical Power,

The other hand was holding that ice needle with a golden glow, looking for the best opportunity to combine both internal and external forces, preparing to find the most harmless moment to extract it.

This was currently the only way to save Song Chengcheng, and only someone who trained a combination of body and technique could accomplish it.

If replaced with any Foundation Establishment Period cultivator, even if they were in the late Foundation Establishment Period,

As long as they did not have Chen Yi's body refining cultivation, their hand would be injured by cold the moment they touch the ice needle, making it impossible for them to treat Song Chengcheng's injuries.