The gale died away, and leaves fluttered through the air.
Zhuang Su hung from a branch that was about to snap, swaying precariously. The moment he saw Gu Shen appear, all the unease in his heart vanished in an instant.
There were always some people in this world whose mere appearance could give others an endless sense of security.
"Little Mr. Gu..."
Zhuang Su's voice was weak as he prepared to recount what had just happened.
A wisp of Blazing Fire drifted out and entered his forehead.
"Hiss."
The flame carried the warmth of spring's revival as it branded itself into Zhuang Su's Mental Sea.
The traces of "Iron Transformation" spreading from his chest melted away like snow beneath the sun.
Ordinary people had no way to dispel the mark left by the Iron Eater Disciple.
But Gu Shen possessed the higher-ranking Iron Throne!
As long as it contained the iron trait, he could control it as he pleased!
This "iron mark" was extremely dangerous. Had he not arrived in time... even if the Iron Eater Disciple had not directly killed him, Zhuang Su would have died from the illness caused by spreading rust. Every blood vessel in his body would have rusted, countless iron spots would have appeared on his skin, and he would ultimately have turned into an "iron man" from the inside out before suffocating to death.
Zhuang Su felt much lighter.
With difficulty, he climbed onto the giant tree and leaned against its trunk to rest.
"Mr. Zhuang, don't worry... sleep for a while, and everything will be fine."
At the same time, a gentle voice entered Zhuang Su's ears.
The Fire of Life healed his external wounds, while the Iron Throne removed his rust mark... his injuries, inside and out, had been dealt with. All