The young man looked at Ling Xiao and realized what Ling Xiao was about to do, so he said to Ling Xiao, "No!"

The fat man asked, puzzled, "Now that Da Kui is dead and the Corpse Beetle King is under control, why do we need to leave quickly?"

Ling Xiao said to the group, "It didn't directly come into contact with my blood; it's just injured right now. But even though the Corpse Beetle King is injured, the Corpse Beetles will still come. Hurry! It'll be too late if we don't leave now!"

As soon as Ling Xiao finished speaking, several corpse beetles crawled towards them. Wu Sansheng immediately shouted, "Not good!" He grabbed the stone dust from the ground and smeared it on Wu Xie, then smeared it on himself.

The young man looked in Ling Xiao's direction, and Ling Xiao said to him, "You guys go first, I'll catch up later."

The young man nodded in agreement and started applying the stone dust.

But the fat man seemed unwilling to give up and wanted to take the jade figurine with him, but found that he couldn't lift it, so he stuffed the gold and jade silk into his pocket.

Seeing that the number of corpse beetles was increasing, the others climbed up the tree, leaving only Ling Xiao lying on the ground. The fat man looked down worriedly and saw more and more large blue insects crawling towards Ling Xiao. When Ling Xiao saw him looking down, he shouted at him, "Don't worry about me, I won't die. Hurry up and climb, I'll be up in a bit!"

The group climbed quickly, and Wu Sansheng shouted to Ling Xiao, "Brother Ling, there's explosives in the bag next to the jade bed."

Ling Xiao understood what he meant and shouted back, "I understand!"

Ling Xiao then climbed towards the jade bed, found the bag, took off the jade figurine, and put it into his spatial storage. Afterward, he climbed up the tree, and when everyone was almost at the top, Ling Xiao crushed the Corpse Beetle King to death.

The swarm of corpse beetles immediately surged out, and Ling Xiao climbed up the tree. Although Ling Xiao's blood could deal with the corpse beetles, there were simply too many of them. Even if he were drained dry, he still wouldn't be able to defeat them.

He transformed the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella into a grappling hook and climbed upwards. However, he was exhausted several times along the way. Fortunately, he was holding onto the rope, but the explosive pack fell down. He struggled to climb to the ground and lay there panting heavily. The crowd wanted to help him up, but several corpse beetles jumped out.

Wu Sansheng asked, "Brother Ling, I wonder if you took out the explosives?"

Ling Xiao replied weakly, "I fell."

Pan Zi and his men hurriedly fired at the corpse beetles again, but they saw more and more corpse beetles crawling up.

The young man also stepped forward to chop, but the number kept increasing.

Ling Xiao slowly got up, stepped one foot out of the cave entrance, and said, "Separation, Purgatory."

Immediately, a fire broke out in the cave, and the explosives were detonated. The cave became like a living hell, with the corpse beetles crackling and burning, and none of them crawled back up.

Looking at Ling Xiao's moves, Wu Sansheng said, "Qimen Dunjia? May I ask which school of thought you belong to, young man Ling?"

But before he could finish speaking, Ling Xiao collapsed.

Wu Xie and Fatty wanted to help him up, but the young man stopped them, saying, "His blood is poisonous, don't touch it."

Wu Xie asked, "Then what should we do? Just leave him? He saved everyone!"

The young man shook his head and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't care, I just want to make sure our skin doesn't come into contact with his blood."

The fat man stepped forward and said, "It's alright, as long as you don't touch his hands, sleeves, or collar, it'll be fine."

The young man added, "And his back too."

To avoid touching Ling Xiao's blood, the group cut open Ling Xiao's clothes. Wu Xie and Fatty put on gloves and bandaged Ling Xiao's back. Wu Xie looked at Ling Xiao's back and his eyes reddened. He knew it. This guy was just showing off. How could a wound on his back be nothing? Although there was no blood, why did it look like it was cooked?

Several people carried Lingxiao, and Wu Sansheng carried Panzi to the village clinic.

Wu Xie was so tired that he fell asleep on the side. Fatty was talking to the doctor about Ling Xiao's condition. When the doctors from the village heard this, they suggested that he should go to a big hospital because they couldn't treat him here!

The group decided to take Ling Xiao to the hospital that very night. Fatty, Xiao Ge, and Wu Xie took Ling Xiao with them, while Wu Sansheng and the others stayed behind to take care of Pan Zi.

Wu Xie was pulled up by Fatty. Upon hearing that he needed to be transferred to another hospital, Wu Xie stopped sleeping. Fatty carried Ling Xiao on his back, Wu Xie hailed a taxi, and Xiao Ge took Ling Xiao's Thousand Chance Umbrella. The group took a taxi to the nearest large hospital, and the three of them ate some compressed biscuits on the way.

After a long time, the group finally arrived at the hospital. The fat man explained the problem with Ling Xiao's blood, and the doctors took it very seriously. However, the doctors soon issued a critical condition notice.

"The internal organs are severely damaged; he has at most 10 days left," the doctor said regretfully to the three of them.

"Ten days?" the fat man muttered in surprise.

"Doctor, please save him! We're willing to pay any amount of money!" Wu Xie stepped forward and looked at the doctor with pleading eyes.

"This is the best we can do. There's nothing more we can do. You can try going to a bigger hospital, but I think the result will be the same. And it's not just internal organ damage; the patient seems to have experienced high-intensity electric shocks... It's already a miracle he survived..." The doctor shook his head and left.

Wu Xie seemed unable to accept this fact, and slumped down in front of the hospital bed.

"Why is there still an electric shock?"

The young man remained silent, quietly watching Ling Xiao.

When Zhidao Lingxiao's mental strength recovered somewhat, he woke up to find three pairs of eyes staring straight at him.

"Why are you all staring at me like that?" Ling Xiao asked with a smile. "Still not going back?" he wondered to himself.

"Where did the electric shock come from?" the young man asked directly.

When Ling Xiao saw his brother ask him this, he was stunned. Then he remembered that he had suddenly collapsed and been discovered while saving Da Kui. Wouldn't that mean he would face an even more severe punishment?

He thought of Da Kui again, and of the way Da Kui died in his arms. That guy who acted on impulse and was greedy for money was gone for good. At that time, he desperately tried to save his life. Perhaps it was from that moment that he truly realized that they were not characters in a book, but real, living beings.

He felt sadness, unsure whether it was for Da Kui's death or for the fact that he had stumbled into a situation unrelated to him. He also felt lost, looking at the faces of these people, knowing that their fates were sealed but unable to change them. In the end, all of this turned into fear. The thought of watching them leave one by one, unable to do anything, and that his own life did not belong to him, filled him with dread.

He looked at his hands, a tear fell from his eye, and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't save Da Kui."

These words seem to be spoken to Wuxie, to Da Kui, and even more so to himself.

"Did you already know Da Kui's fate?" the young man asked again.

“How is that possible? How could Lingzi know Da Kui’s fate?” Wu Xie retorted to Xiao Ge.

"Yes," Ling Xiao replied.

【Host】

"Holy crap, Lingzi, is this for real?" The fat man was shocked when he heard this.

"So, do you also know that your days are numbered?" the young man asked again.

"Yes," Ling Xiao replied again.

"Why go into tombs?" the young man asked again.

Wu Xie said from the side, "It was my third uncle who asked him to do it, Silent One, have you forgotten?"

“He can refuse,” the young man said, looking at Ling Xiao with an unreadable expression.

Ling Xiao suddenly laughed, revealing two tiger teeth: "Because it's to extend my life." That's right, the system did indeed extend his life.

"Is it Qilin's Blood?" Wu Xie asked. He had eaten the thing that could save Ling Xiao's life, and Ling Xiao had saved his life many times. He was really wicked!

"Don't worry, that thing is useless to me, don't overthink it," Ling Xiao comforted him.

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