Almost at the same moment Wang Long was carrying out his rampage, Chu Feng arrived, landing outside the barrier right in front of Lan Yanzhi.
"Ah—! Who are you?!" The moment Lan Yanzhi saw Chu Feng, she let out a piercing scream, thoroughly startled.
At that moment, Chu Feng had deliberately disguised himself to avoid unnecessary trouble. He wore black clothing and a bamboo hat that concealed his face—Lan Yanzhi had no idea who he was.
"Get lost, you filthy bitch!" The sight of Lan Yanzhi instantly ignited Chu Feng's fury. Thinking about how Lan Xi had been so good to her, yet she had betrayed Lan Xi like this, his anger boiled over. He slapped Lan Yanzhi hard across the face, knocking the wretched woman unconscious on the spot.
Then Chu Feng threw a punch with all his might. With a deafening boom, the hidden barrier shattered into pieces.
By this time, Wang Long was frantically and gleefully tearing at Lan Xi's skirt. The sudden turn of events startled him. He looked at Chu Feng, and his expression changed drastically. He bellowed, "Who are you?!"
Chu Feng was already seething with rage, and seeing Lan Xi at that moment—her clothing in tatters, most of her fair skin already exposed—he had no patience for words. Without a second thought, he strode forward and drove his fist straight at Wang Long.
The punch landed with an earth-shaking force, and Chu Feng's power was utterly unstoppable.
"Damn it! You dare ruin my fun? You're asking for death!!" Wang Long was already burning with frustration. Having his good fortune interrupted by an unknown intruder was maddening enough, but the fact that the guy attacked without even speaking was more than he could bear.
He wasted no time either. Clenching his fist, he activated his martial force and met the incoming blow head-on.
BOOM! The two fists collided, unleashing a piercing shockwave. Violent ripples of energy spread outward as Wang Long staggered back several steps. Feeling his right hand go numb and even ache, his face was filled with disbelief. "How… how is this possible?!"
Wang Long was stunned. The moment he had clashed with Chu Feng, he'd already sensed his opponent's strength—a second-rank Martial King. The guy was only a second-rank Martial King.
But he himself was a fourth-rank Martial King! A dignified fourth-rank Martial King, knocked back by a single punch from a second-rank Martial King? It was inconceivable, beyond his comprehension.
However, Wang Long was no fool. On a gut level, he realized his opponent was far from ordinary.
But then his gaze fell on Lan Xi—still half-naked, her luscious body nearly fully exposed, writhing sensually and already letting out those seductive sounds—and he couldn't bring himself to care about anything else.
He flipped his palm and summoned his bonded spirit weapon, swinging his arm in a flash of cold steel as he lunged at Chu Feng again. He was dead set on claiming Lan Xi. Anyone who stood in his way would be killed—no exceptions.
"Get lost!" But even with Wang Long wielding his spirit weapon, Chu Feng showed no fear. He unleashed a palm strike, and vast martial force surged forth at his command. Remarkably, it coalesced into the shape of a massive hammer that smashed squarely into Wang Long's weapon. With a tremendous crack, Wang Long was sent flying backward.
Though Wang Long was a fourth-rank Martial King, not all cultivators at the same rank possessed equal combat strength. It was clear he had only recently broken through to the fourth rank—his foundation was unstable, and his combat power was remarkably low. He was nowhere near capable of matching Chu Feng in a fight.
At that moment, Chu Feng genuinely wanted to teach Wang Long a brutal lesson and was even contemplating killing him right then and there. Not just to avenge Lan Xi, but also to eliminate a future threat—he couldn't allow Wang Long to harm Su Rou and the others after he left the Four Seas Academy.
But looking at Lan Xi, Chu Feng knew he had to make an immediate decision. She had been poisoned with an extremely potent toxin, and if the antidote wasn't administered soon, her life would be in grave danger.
"I'll spare your wretched life for now," Chu Feng snarled, pointing at Wang Long. Then he scooped up Lan Xi and sprinted away, vanishing from Wang Long's sight within a few leaps.
"That bastard!" Wang Long watched helplessly as Chu Feng carried away Lan Xi—the woman of his dreams, someone he'd been on the verge of claiming.
He was so furious he could have gone mad. But when he looked down and saw his bleeding palm, along with the cracks forming on his bonded spirit weapon, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Furrowing his brow, he muttered, "Who the hell was that? How could such a terrifying person appear inside this thousand-year-old city?"
While Wang Long pondered the mystery of Chu Feng's identity, Chu Feng was racing through the city at breakneck speed with Lan Xi in his arms. He could feel that her body was burning hot, and she was growing increasingly uncooperative. Her delicate hands had already slipped inside his clothing, groping at his chest—she was clearly on the verge of losing all control.
"No—the poison is about to seep into her Dantian and her origin source. If it reaches them, she'll die. I can't afford to delay any longer."
After being drugged himself in the past, Chu Feng had specifically studied aphrodisiac toxins. He knew that the more potent varieties didn't just induce overwhelming arousal and loss of self-control—if the drug penetrated the Dantian and the origin source, the victim would be forced to seek intimacy with someone, or their body would explode and they would perish.
One look told him that the drug Lan Xi had consumed was of the most virulent kind. If the toxin wasn't neutralized immediately, her body would be destroyed from within.
So Chu Feng couldn't afford to hesitate. He quickly halted, set up a concealment barrier on the spot, and then hastily arranged a glacial ice formation array.
Once the formation was complete, he laid Lan Xi upon it and activated the array, hoping the bone-piercing cold would restore her composure and slow the toxin's spread through her internal organs.
At the same time, he pulled out the specific antidote he had prepared for this kind of strange drug and tried to feed it to Lan Xi.
In truth, this antidote was something Chu Feng had prepared for himself. Though he was now very careful about what he consumed and rarely risked being poisoned again, the old trauma lingered—so he had specifically crafted a high-grade antidote of exceptional quality. He had thought it would never see any use, but today it had turned out to be indispensable.
Yet Lan Xi was completely uncooperative. She writhed and twisted from side to side, her silky hands wandering restlessly over Chu Feng's body, and refused to take the medicine.
"I want it, I want it…" Lan Xi was spiraling further out of control. She began actively pulling at Chu Feng's clothes, even reaching for his body.
"Lan Xi, stop! Stay conscious—stay with me!" Chu Feng kept calling out to her as he forcibly tried to make her swallow the antidote. But inevitably, he caught glimpses of her exposed, alluring body, and his hands could not avoid brushing against her smooth, silky skin.
The most dangerous part was that Lan Xi's hands were growing bolder by the second. They groped lower and lower until they reached the place where Chu Feng had long since become fully aroused. And what was worse—she seemed to know exactly what it was. Aside from a slight shudder at the initial touch, she actually gripped it firmly, refusing to let go, and began kneading and rubbing it, as if she was trying to pull it free from his trousers.