Damn, No Way!

"Damn, no way! My luck is this good too?"

Hun Han rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe the figure on the river's surface. A beautiful woman in plain clothes was really floating there.

The woman faced the sky as she drifted in the river, her eyes tightly shut, her lips purple, and her cheeks pale. From the looks of it, she seemed to be unconscious.

"Fine. Since we met by fate, I'll save you this once!" Hun Han made his decision without any hesitation.

The Black Corner Region might not need compassion, but the woman before him was no ordinary person. With his godlike perspective, Hun Han knew that saving her would not bring him any trouble. There might even be a reward!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Hun Han circulated his dou qi, tapping lightly against the water with his toes. His body was as light as a willow catkin as he walked across the surface as if it were solid ground, drifting over the water like a martial arts master.

If Dou Qi Manifestation Wings were the mark of a Dou Wang, then walking on water could be considered the mark of a Dou Shi.

Hun Han reached out and grabbed her arm. Standing in midair was the mark of a Da Dou Shi. In the blink of an eye, his hand clasped her jade-like hand. He pulled with all his strength, dragging the woman out of the water, then wrapped an arm around her slender waist. The delicate, soft sensation sent a tremor through his mind.

At that moment, Hun Han had no time to savor it. He tapped across the water and sped toward the shore with the mysterious woman in his arms.

Looking at the mysterious woman lying on the ground, Hun Han saw that her clothes were soaked enough to wring out water. He reached beneath her nose and said happily, "Thank goodness, she's still breathing!"

"You lot, go check downstream!"

A voice sounded from the bushes by the riverbank. Hun Han hurriedly grabbed the woman's jade-like hand, then heaved her over his shoulder like a sack.

He ran wildly, the surrounding trees rushing backward in a blur.

"Great, there's a cave!"

Hun Han was overjoyed. After sprinting more than three thousand meters in one breath, he found a mountain range before him. A cave sat on the cliff face. With the help of the Lightning Bat Sky Wings, Hun Han easily climbed into it.

By then, Hun Han's forehead was covered in sweat. His azure clothes were soaked through, though he did not know whether it was from the woman's river water or his own perspiration.

After setting the woman down, Hun Han ignored her for the moment and surveyed the cave. Using the dim light, he dragged several large rocks over and blocked the entrance, leaving only a narrow crack.

Then, with a flick of his finger, he took out a Moonlight Stone from his storage ring. The dark cave was illuminated once more.

Senior Sister, you're lucky. You happened to run into me. Otherwise, your little life would have been over! Only then did Hun Han examine the woman on the ground.

Her plain dress was soaked by the river water and clung tightly to her body, perfectly revealing her curvaceous figure. Looking at her clearly outlined feminine contours, Hun Han felt no improper thoughts. In his previous life, women dressed even more revealingly were as numerous as the stars in the sky at the beach. As a transmigrator, he had that much self-control.

Her brows were like painted arches, her skin like blood, with phoenix eyes, cherry lips, and a jade-like nose.

"She's truly beautiful!" Hun Han could not help but praise her.

If this woman had traveled to the twenty-first century and entered the Miss World pageant, Hun Han dared say that she would definitely win the championship. Even while unconscious, the dignified and noble aura she possessed was on an entirely different level from those flirtatious women.

However, her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, and pain lingered around the corners of her lips and between her brows. Yet with her somewhat disheveled hair, she instead carried an unusual allure.

"Poisoned?" Hun Han froze slightly. Her lips had turned bluish, an obvious sign of poisoning.

He examined the front of her body but found no wounds. Immediately, Hun Han reached out and turned her over.

"Damn, that wound is huge!" Hun Han clicked his tongue. There were actually five wounds of varying lengths across her jade-like back.

The longest was ten centimeters long. The clothes on her back had already been soaked through with blood. Through the tears in the fabric, he could vaguely see that the skin beneath had begun to blacken.

"She really was poisoned?"

Hun Han panicked. He had no miraculous antidote on him. Those first-grade Poison Avoidance Pills could only prevent poisoning; they could not detoxify someone. Some high-grade talismans could indeed neutralize poison like pills, but even if he could draw them now, he had no time to do so.

"What should I do?" Hun Han was truly anxious now. A similar scene from a television drama he had watched in his previous life suddenly surfaced in his mind. The first-aid method people used when someone was bitten by a venomous snake.

Thinking of that, Hun Han could no longer care about anything else. To hell with social conventions—saving her came first!

Hun Han grabbed the clothes on the woman's back with both hands and tore open a large gap. Then, without caring whether it would affect him, he pressed his lips to the wound and sucked hard.

Hun Han opened his mouth and spat out a clump of black blood. Enjoyment? There was none of that. At first, he could still feel a strange thrill, but as he continued sucking out the blood, his lips went numb, as though they had been anesthetized. He could no longer feel anything. Even so, Hun Han continued saving the woman.

"Mm!" The woman gave a muffled moan. The pain forced open her tightly shut eyes. An unusual sensation made her groan involuntarily. Once she realized what was happening, her beautiful eyes filled with icy fury and shame. She turned her head and glared backward with murderous intent.

"You're awake?" Hun Han was slightly stunned. Before he could explain, the woman's agitation accelerated her blood flow, and she fell unconscious again.

Seeing this, Hun Han remained focused and continued sucking the poisoned blood from her body.

About half an hour later, the blood he spat out had returned to its normal color. Only then did Hun Han take out a Jade Bottle from his storage ring and sprinkle the sixth-grade medicinal powder, Golden Wound Powder, over her wounds.

Speaking of this sixth-grade medicine, it had been a New Year's gift the Hun Clan had distributed to Hun Han as a direct descendant of the clan.

"Whew, this really is hard labor. I used to envy those people who sucked poisoned blood from beautiful women, and I even wished I could take their place. Now I know it's nothing like that!" Hun Han muttered as he looked down at the woman on the ground.

Just then, the woman opened her eyes and stared at Hun Han.

"You're awake?" Hun Han asked with a smile.

"You! Shameless! Lecher!"

The four icy words burst from the woman's mouth, thick with killing intent. She touched her storage ring and flicked her finger. A green treasured sword appeared in her hand, its tip pointed straight at Hun Han.