That Is Not My Sister But Bibi Dong?!

After speaking, Ye Tian mustered the last bit of his strength and made a warning gesture.

With a bang, a bullet landed at Nightingale's feet. She looked down, sneered, and said mockingly, "Your aim needs improvement."

Suddenly, she sniffed the air lightly, and her expression changed drastically. "Mandrake poison!!"

"It seems you have some knowledge." Ye Tian's approving gaze fell upon her. Indeed, as an envoy who had served the King of Slaughter for decades, she could recognize mandrake poison with just a whiff.

Upon realizing it, Nightingale's hair stood on end. This was the deadliest poison in the world. Unlike the addictive Bloody Mary from the Slaughter City, mandrake poison acted violently and swiftly. Even as a Soul Doulou, she couldn't guarantee her survival.

Looking at Ye Tian's youthful face, Nightingale felt a chill run down her spine. She was usually the one instilling fear in others, laughing at their helplessness. But today, she experienced profound fear—fear of the seemingly harmless boy before her, who not only knew her identity but also possessed terrifying capabilities.

She dared not linger. Glancing at Ye Tian with reverence, she said, "I'll come back for you." With that, she vanished, leaving Ye Tian on the ground.

A soldier from the Polaris squad emerged from the bushes and helped Ye Tian up. "Young master, we can still catch up if we pursue now," the soldier suggested.

"No need." Shaking his head as he looked in the direction where Nightingale disappeared, Ye Tian responded, "With Ning Fengzhi and the others around, it's best not to reveal too much of my strength."

He instructed the soldier, "Tell the others to fall back. Someone will likely show up soon." The soldier respectfully complied and left.

As expected, not long after, Sword Douluo arrived with Ning Rongrong in his arms. "Where's the assassin?" Sword Douluo inquired.

"She probably found me too troublesome and fled," Ye Tian shrugged. He glanced at Ning Rongrong in Sword Douluo's arms and noticed she was unconscious, her ankle bleeding.

"What happened?" Ye Tian asked in surprise. "Sword Douluo, could you not catch Ning Rongrong in time?"

Sword Douluo, unaware the assassination targeted Ye Tian, believed him to be an ordinary person. He explained solemnly, "The female assassin did it on purpose. She fused her spirit ability with Rongrong's body. When I used spirit power to dispel it, it triggered an explosion. Her spirit power is tainted with bloodthirsty energy, making it difficult to stop the bleeding."

Turning to Ye Tian, Sword Douluo continued, "You're known as the best healer on the Eastern Sea Coast. Can you help Rongrong?" Despite his urgency, his tone carried a hint of request rather than coercion.

"Alright." Though unfamiliar with Ning Rongrong, Ye Tian agreed—not out of compassion but to sell Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi a favor. Both were influential figures on the continent, and such goodwill could be valuable.

Summoning his martial spirit, the Taiyi Divine Needle, Ye Tian's golden needle caught Sword Douluo's attention immediately. "Are you a descendant of the Tai Xuan Sect?" Sword Douluo asked, recalling the sect's ancient legacy.

Ye Tian shook his head. "I don't know the Tai Xuan Sect, but I've met Dugu Bo." He avoided elaborating on his connection with Dugu Bo, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention.

Focusing on Ning Rongrong's injury, Ye Tian inserted golden needles around her ankle. Instantly, the blackened blood stopped flowing. Sword Douluo checked her pulse and frowned, noticing residual bloodthirsty energy.

Ye Tian chuckled. "Although Sword Douluo is a Level 97 Super Douluo, healing isn't your forte. Rongrong's spirit power and the bloodthirsty energy have merged. Forcing them apart would deplete her spirit power and leave her crippled. The process requires a gradual approach, using her own spirit power cycles to peel away the bloodthirsty energy."

He added, "My Taiyi Divine Needle is made of spirit power. The 23 needles form a formation to gradually remove the bloodthirsty energy. Once the needles dissipate, the healing will be complete."

Sword Douluo nodded in gratitude. "Thank you. I'll remember this favor."

Ye Tian smiled lightly. "It was a small effort. Without your deterrence, the assassin might have captured me."

"No matter what, you helped Rongrong, and that's a help to me," Sword Douluo replied firmly. He valued repayment of debts and made a mental note of Ye Tian's kindness.

As Ning Rongrong's condition stabilized, Sword Douluo remembered another matter. "Now that Rongrong is fine, you should check on Crown Prince Qinghe. His carriage overturned, and his healing injuries might have worsened."

Hearing this, Ye Tian felt a headache coming. Re-injured bones were serious, and worse, if someone accidentally revealed that the Crown Prince was a woman in disguise, the consequences would be disastrous. He nodded solemnly and said, "The Crown Prince's safety concerns the empire's stability. I'll head over immediately."

(End of Chapter)

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