Under the night sky, the small black boat raced through the air.
The boat had completely merged with the surrounding darkness. From the outside, its shape was utterly invisible, and not a sound could be heard.
It was like a ghost in the night.
"Cough, cough, cough—"
On the boat, Night Glow coughed violently and slowly opened his eyes.
"You're awake?"
Zhu San, who was piloting the Black Boat, glanced back at him.
At that moment, Night Glow's white clothes were tattered and stained with blood. The protective garment over his chest had been slashed open, leaving a gaping tear. He looked utterly bedraggled.
"The force Li Fei drove into your body was extremely vicious and has caused severe damage. Your internal organs have already begun to fail. Before you woke up, I barely managed to hold your injuries in check with medicine. Now, hurry up and heal yourself."
Zhu San spoke.
Night Glow possessed a core-level supernatural healing ability, and his own internal force also had some healing properties. As long as he had awakened, there was no longer any need to worry about his injuries.
A martial artist at the peak of the Dao Foundation Stage still possessed remarkably powerful vitality.
Night Glow lay there in a daze for a while. The agony inside his body brought him back to his senses, and the scene from before he had lost consciousness immediately surfaced in his mind: that black figure standing beside the lakeshore, looking at him with such a disdainful gaze:
"From now on, whenever you see this marquis, lower your head and behave."
"Li Fei!"
Night Glow ground his teeth in fury, aggravating his injuries once again and coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Zhu San looked at this Peerless Genius who thought highly of himself but