Detoxification
The snake venom spreads extremely quickly. Looking at the unconscious Yu Xiaogang, her life would be in danger if the venomous blood wasn't sucked out quickly.
Liu Erlong's pretty face flushed red. In his previous life, he and Yu Xiaogang were husband and wife, so it was only natural for him to help her detoxify now.
Just as she was about to make a move, Brother Jie stepped in front of her and sternly dissuaded her:
"Sister Erlong, you absolutely mustn't! You and he have no official relationship, how can you do such a thing? Besides, men and women shouldn't touch each other; this is something you absolutely cannot do."
After saying that, disregarding Liu Erlong's objections, Brother Jie slowly shifted his gaze to Flender, raised his hand to press on the other's shoulder, and earnestly advised him:
"Flender, you and Xiao Gang are inseparable brothers and close friends, and also the twin stars of Martial Soul Theory on the continent. Countless predecessors throughout history have sacrificed themselves for others. Today, your selfless rescue of Xiaogang is an indispensable and glorious part of your Grandwet theoretical career. For the sake of Xiao Gang Grandwet, we can only ask you to suffer a little."
Flender was, of course, extremely unwilling. Given his current situation, he could only force Brother Jie and the others to take action by virtue of his cultivation level, since the Soul Power restriction within their bodies had not yet been lifted.
But for some reason, after the last discussion on Martial Soul Theory, he wanted to try it out himself.
Flender glanced at the swollen wound, and under the intense gazes of the Brother Jie, he closed his eyes with a tragic expression and bent down...
Bibi Dong was about to step forward to stop her, but Brother Billy stopped her with his hand and asked, "Your Saintess Hall, do you intend to personally... speak up?"
Although Bibi Dong is love-struck, she couldn't bring herself to do it in front of so many people and had to give up.
After a series of arduous and painstaking rescue efforts, all the blood was drained.
Yu Xiaogang Youyou woke up, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she was met with Flender's face.
His lips were swollen like two shiny, purplish Big Sausage, and he was panting heavily in front of him.
"Flender? What are you doing?"
Yu Xiaogang felt completely exhausted, as if all her strength had been drained, and she had entered a state of sagehood.
Brother Jie leaned closer, asking with concern, "Xiao Gang, how are you feeling? Is the poison still lingering? If you're still uncomfortable, we'll have Flender take over for you..."
Yu Xiaogang immediately understood what had happened. Looking at the strange expressions on everyone's faces, all the joy of reunion vanished. He felt a darkness engulf his vision and fainted again.
Brother Billy was startled and shouted:
"Xiao Gang, Xiao Gang, what's wrong? Flender, keep sucking, don't stop!"
A moment later, not a single drop of "toxin" remained in Yu Xiaogang.
Even if Luo Sanpao stripped naked and performed a pole dance in front of him, he wouldn't react at all.
All the survivors gathered together, and after a brief period of joy and sorrow, the harsh reality was laid out before them: they could not be trapped on this isolated island forever.
"Flender, your Cat Owl Martial Soul is a flight-type, could you carry everyone away in batches?"
Yu Xiaogang looked as if she had been drained dry; her cheeks were sunken, her eyes bulged, and heavy dark circles hung under her eyes as she weakly asked a question.
Flender swallowed the remaining "toxin" and sighed weakly:
"Xiao Gang, have you forgotten? A flying Martial Soul can only fly when you reach the Soul Saint level without a flying Soul Skill. I'm still far from that level."
Upon hearing this, Brother Jie casually suggested, "No problem, since we can't fly, let's cut down trees, build a boat, and row back."
Bibi Dong glanced at him and coldly interrupted:
"Countless Sea Soul Beast lurk in the ocean. Ordinary wooden boats sailing on the sea are tantamount to banging drums and gongs under the noses of these Sea Soul Beast. If they are targeted, the result will be the destruction of the ship and the loss of life."
This won't work, that won't work, and the situation reached a stalemate.
Brother Jie pondered for a moment, his gaze wandering around before finally settling on Yu Xiaogang.
"Got it!"
Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat; this feeling was all too familiar. He shrank his neck and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Brother Jie said seriously:
"We still need to build a ship, but not a slowly sailing one on the water. Instead, we'll build an amphibious airship. The wooden ship doesn't need to be too big; it just needs to be able to hold a small amount of supplies, since none of us have Storage Soul Tool right now."
"And the key to crossing the ocean lies with you, Xiao Gang."
Yu Xiaogang stammered, "Ah? Me?"
"That's right!"
Brother Jie gestured with his hands, analyzing earnestly:
"Now only you can fly. Xiao Gang, you'll ride Sanpao in mid-air as an aerial tractor, pulling the wooden boat along. If your Soul Power runs out along the way, we can replenish Soul Power for you at any time. Once everyone's Soul Power is exhausted, we'll land on the sea, board the boat, rest, and regroup."
Brother Jiao exclaimed in admiration, his voice full of respect:
"Wonderful! As expected of Brother Jie, he's adept at land, sea, and air maneuvers, making the most of Sanpao's strengths."
Upon hearing this ingenious idea, even Bibi Dong couldn't help but nod in approval, though she knew in her heart that this plan would likely cause Xiao Gang another hardship.
Looking at Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong felt a pang of pity and hurriedly tried to speak up to dissuade her.
Brother Billy interrupted her spellcasting, asking in a deep voice:
"Sister Erlong, don't be so sentimental. Do you want to be stuck here for the rest of your life? Or are you going to watch the Continental Theory Competition end, and Xiao Gang's bright future, which should have made him famous throughout the continent, be ruined because of your obstruction?"
With both hands pressing down on Liu Erlong, she opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.
Yu Xiaogang covered her back with both hands and retreated repeatedly, hurriedly declining, "This isn't right, how can Sanpao and I withstand such torment day and night?"
Brother Jie pressed down on his shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, with us four close friends here, we'll never let you bear the hardships alone."
"If you feel your Soul Power is depleted, the four of us brothers are ready to work together to replenish it for you at any time."
Brother Wei came up and patted his buzz cut, saying, "Xiao Gang, Brother Wei's Soul Power is at your disposal anytime."
Yu Xiaogang's face turned from yellow to white, then from white to green. He looked at Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong for help.
Liu Erlong's eyes showed a moment of painful struggle, then he shook his head helplessly.
Bibi Dong, her expression numb, advised, "Xiao Gang, for the sake of returning to the mainland, just bear with it..."
Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale and then red. He never expected that his two sycophants, who were usually so obedient, would turn around and advise him to be patient at this crucial moment.
Seeing Brother Jie four of them grinning, he was forced into a corner and had no choice but to agree.
With the return journey planned, the raft-building project on the deserted island has commenced in full swing.
During this time, Yu Xiaogang suffered severe injuries from the rear. In order to prevent him from dying suddenly when he crossed the sea to replenish his Soul Power, Brother Jie and the others had no choice but to let him rest first.
The current recuperation is solely for the purpose of better studying Martial Soul Theory in the future.
Days passed by like this, Yu Xiaogang lived a happy life, working at sunrise and being slept at sunset.
The wooden boat was finally completed on the deserted island beach, and the moment to set sail for distant lands quietly arrived.