Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2091: Cutting Off One’s Own Arm

"This..."

The Fallen Angel, arriving to provide aid, was utterly stunned.

He was quite near Mus and felt he could offer full support. However, he had never anticipated that Mus, a formidable cultivator at the Immortal Transformation Late Stage, wouldn't even survive half a second against Ye Haochuan.

"Lord Fallen Angel, since there's no one to interrupt us now, shall we pick up where we left off?" Ye Haochuan’s form materialized instantly, his gaze fixed coldly upon the Fallen Angel.

The Fallen Angel’s complexion drained instantly, and his legs began to shake uncontrollably.

The resolve he possessed to confront Ye Haochuan earlier stemmed from Mus’s backing. With Mus now deceased, even the combined strength of the two of them would be no match for Ye Haochuan.

"Wait, I..." The Fallen Angel started to beg for his life.

Yet, this was clearly a deception, for the moment he uttered these words, he spun around and fled at full speed.

"Still clinging to hope?" Ye Haochuan let out a faint chuckle and surged forward, his spear sweeping out in a horizontal arc.

His intention was not to end the Fallen Angel’s life at this juncture, at least not until he had retrieved Lin Qingxuan’s innate abilities. Therefore, this strike was not delivered with his full might.

The Fallen Angel, propelled like a baseball, was abruptly sent hurtling towards the ground.

However, in the very next instant, Ye Haochuan’s expression underwent a dramatic shift.

He acknowledged his earlier carelessness, having inadvertently sent the Fallen Angel flying in the direction of Lin Qingxuan. Should the Fallen Angel manage to abduct Lin Qingxuan, he would undoubtedly face severe repercussions.

Without further hesitation, he accelerated, racing towards Lin Qingxuan.

The Fallen Angel, believing his end was imminent, caught sight of himself hurtling towards Lin Qingxuan. A subtle glimmer of elation crossed his face, and he intensified his speed.

From the commencement of the conflict up to this juncture, Lin Qingxuan had been overlooked by all. It dawned on him then that Lin Qingxuan truly represented Ye Haochuan’s most significant vulnerability.

"Gale Immortal Canon, Communicating with God Treasure Order!"

Ye Haochuan pushed his speed to its absolute limit, fearing he might not arrive in time.

Fortuitously, the goddess of fortune favored him, enabling him to reach Lin Qingxuan first and position himself protectively in front of the terrified young man.

Yet, what perplexed him was that upon witnessing Ye Haochuan’s arrival before him, the Fallen Angel showed no inclination to decelerate.

"Could this fool genuinely believe he can seize Lin Qingxuan as a hostage from my grasp?" Ye Haochuan voiced his disbelief, though he maintained a state of high alert, his eyes keenly tracking the Fallen Angel’s movements.

Before long, the Fallen Angel was less than a meter away from Ye Haochuan.

Ye Haochuan casually raised his spear, aiming to impale the Fallen Angel.

In the ensuing moment, the very fabric of space before the Fallen Angel distorted and expanded, forming a black hole into which his body rapidly vanished.

What in the world? He’s attempting to escape?

A sense of panic seized Ye Haochuan, compelling him to intervene.

But the Fallen Angel’s velocity, amplified through a series of powerful thrusts, had reached its apex, making it impossible for Ye Haochuan to pursue effectively.

Exerting his full strength, Ye Haochuan only managed to grasp the Fallen Angel’s wrist in the very nick of time.

However, at that precise moment, the ominous black hole snapped shut, severing the arm that had not yet passed through.

This adversary is indeed tenacious, making such a decisive choice to sacrifice his limb for his own escape!

Ye Haochuan tossed the detached arm onto the ground and surveyed the surrounding area with a profound sigh.

After extensive contemplation regarding the peculiar black hole, Ye Haochuan finally grasped its underlying mechanism.

In reality, this two-winged Fallen Angel did not possess the inherent capability to tear through space at will; he was exploiting a form of rare and exotic treasure.

Furthermore, these interconnected spatial conduits had one terminus fixed at an unknown location, while the other was anchored to Lin Qingxuan – specifically, that imprinted mark known as the "Divine Sacrifice."

One could aptly describe Lin Qingxuan as a mobile Teleportation Array, granting the Fallen Angel the ability to instantaneously materialize beside him, irrespective of his own position.

Such an ingenious and potent ability evoked a sense of envy within Ye Haochuan.

"I must say, you are utterly incompetent, allowing that fellow to slip away so easily!" Dou Chi materialized abruptly, his expression radiating disdain.

"Cease your chatter! Where were you moments ago? Had you been safeguarding Qingxuan, do you imagine I would have afforded him the opportunity to escape?" Ye Haochuan retorted with palpable irritation.

"I... I was concerned they might utilize me as leverage, thereby impeding your engagement in the battle," Dou Chi stammered, his gaze wandering evasively.

"Damn it, even when confessing to cowardice, you manage to articulate it in such a refined and ethereal manner. You possess a truly unique talent!"

Ye Haochuan scoffed, "Come now, you were once a peerless expert. How did you devolve into such timidity?"

"Do you believe I desired this transformation? It is a direct consequence of your excessive utilization of the Communicating with God Treasure Order previously, which inflicted grievous harm upon my soul. It is already a remarkable feat that I can manifest at all, let alone possess the fortitude to contend with a cultivator at the Immortal Transformation Stage," Dou Chi lamented.

Blast it all, this fellow actually has a valid point?

Feeling disheartened, Ye Haochuan decided against wasting any more words and turned his attention to examining Lin Qingxuan.

Fortunately, Lin Qingxuan had sustained no injuries, merely experiencing shock and remaining somewhat unsettled.

"What a shame, if only we had apprehended that fellow, we could have restored your stolen talents!" Ye Haochuan expressed with profound regret.

"It’s alright, you’ve done your utmost. I have faith that you will succeed next time!" Lin Qingxuan reassured him, her eyes curving into delicate crescent moons.

Ye Haochuan’s heart felt a warmth spread through it as he declared, "Have no worry, I will capture that scoundrel and dismember him as swiftly as possible!"

After a period of embrace, Ye Haochuan reluctantly returned Lin Qingxuan to the confines of the small golden coffin.

Even though the Fallen Angel had been gravely wounded by his hand, there remained a possibility that the wretch might fly into a rage and seek retribution against Lin Qingxuan later.

It was impossible for him to remain vigilant over Lin Qingxuan at all moments, thus securing her within the small golden coffin was the safest course of action.

Meanwhile, at a distance spanning tens of thousands of miles, the two-winged Fallen Angel was clutching his severed limb, struggling to draw breath.

Despite his grievous wound, he felt no remorse for the swift, self-preserving action he had taken. If not for his decisive move, he would have undoubtedly met his demise at Ye Haochuan’s hand.

"You brat, I, this god, have endured countless years and have never endured such a severe injury. Just wait, I, this god, will not let you off!" the Fallen Angel muttered Malevolently to himself.

Having uttered these words, he bellowed towards the chamber's entrance, "Are all the guards outside eliminated?"

Before his voice had fully dissipated, the door was nudged open with a gentle push, and three reverent cultivators cautiously made their way inside.

"Lord Mason, what has become of you? Who dared inflict such grievous harm?" A middle-aged man with a bald head questioned, his face etched with terror upon witnessing the Fallen Angel's dire state.

"Cease this idle chatter and hasten to locate Lord Cody. Inform him of my humiliation and beseech him, for the dignity of the Fallen Angels, to exact vengeance on my behalf!" Mason commanded impatiently.

The three cultivators exchanged glances, recognizing the profound fury radiating from Mason.

Lord Cody, a four-winged Fallen Angel, possessed a cultivation base that had attained the late Immortal Transformation Stage. With him intervening, who in this world could withstand his might?

The bald-headed subordinate acknowledged the command and swiftly departed to seek out Cody.