Peach Blossom Divine Medical God Chapter 1955 - 1949: A Shocking Scene

The journey forward was completely silent for a while.

Only when they arrived at the location for gathering herbs did the two begin to converse again.

He Xiran appeared quite intrigued by Wangcai and Brother Diao.

She couldn't help but smile goofily at Wangcai whenever an opportunity arose.

This behavior made Wangcai feel a bit unnerved by her, not in a terrifying way, but in a manner that suggests keeping a respectful distance.

It wasn't that Wangcai was a coward; rather, anyone would feel a sense of unease if a stranger kept grinning at them without any apparent reason.

That was precisely the sentiment Wangcai was experiencing at that moment.

Chen Yang, who was immersed in collecting herbs, also perceived Wangcai's apprehension towards He Xiran.

Upon realizing it stemmed from He Xiran's staring, Chen Yang found the situation somewhat peculiar as well.

Unable to hold back, he inquired, "Xiran, why do you keep making that silly face at Wangcai? Do you realize how unsettling it appears?"

"Huh? It looks unsettling?"

He Xiran seemed unaware of the impression she was making.

"Of course, it's unsettling. Imagine walking down the street and someone suddenly grins at you for no reason – what would you think?" Chen Yang elaborated.

"..."

He Xiran became momentarily speechless and felt a bit embarrassed.

"I just find Wangcai incredibly endearing, you know? His sense of smell is so sharp, he can detect herbs from afar, and he's so obedient," He Xiran explained.

Chen Yang was well aware of He Xiran's affection for Wangcai, but her expression was indeed a bit unnerving.

"Affection is one thing, but you shouldn't stare with that goofy grin; it genuinely gives the impression that you've lost your mind," Chen Yang remarked with a chuckle.

Woof woof.

In response to Chen Yang's statement, Wangcai promptly barked twice, as if confirming his words.

"..."

He Xiran was once again rendered speechless.

"Alright, let's continue gathering herbs. If you get bored, you're welcome to wander around this area, just ensure you don't stray too far," Chen Yang suggested, observing He Xiran's quiet demeanor and apparent disinterest in herb gathering.

"Oh, okay." He Xiran responded and then proceeded to move to a different section.

Chen Yang gave a helpless shake of his head and resumed his herb collection alongside Wangcai.

This particular area was abundant with various herbs, most of which proved beneficial to Chen Yang, allowing him to gather a substantial amount swiftly.

Thanks to the storage bag, he could easily accommodate all the herbs he collected, regardless of the quantity.

After an extended period of gathering, as dusk began to settle, Chen Yang decided it was time to descend the mountain.

"Xiran?"

Chen Yang turned around and called out, preparing to head down.

However, there was no reply from nearby.

"What's going on? Where did that girl disappear to?" Chen Yang wondered, calling out louder, yet still receiving no response.

Could she really be lost in the mountains?

But she's a master of Qi Cultivation; that shouldn't be possible.

Chen Yang felt puzzled but not overly concerned.

While there were numerous beasts in the mountains, He Xiran's cultivation level should offer sufficient protection.

Nevertheless, it was indeed true that she had become disoriented.

Chen Yang felt quite exasperated but recognized the urgency of finding her before complete darkness fell.

"Wangcai, follow her scent and find out where Xiran went," Chen Yang instructed Wangcai directly.

With Wangcai's exceptional tracking abilities, locating someone was certainly manageable.

Woof woof.

Wangcai instantly understood Chen Yang's directive, immediately retraced their path, sniffing the ground along the way to follow the trail.

Before long, they arrived back at the spot where He Xiran had separated from them.

There, Wangcai paused briefly before proceeding directly into the deeper parts of the mountain.

"That girl, she promised to stay nearby, so why would she venture deeper into the mountain?"

The terrain in the deep mountain could be treacherous, but Chen Yang still didn't find the situation overly alarming.

After all, He Xiran was a master of Qi Cultivation.

It seemed highly improbable that anything untoward could have happened.

She must have spotted something interesting and pursued it; that was the most logical explanation.

Chen Yang reasoned this to himself.

However, as Wangcai continued deeper for about ten minutes, Chen Yang began to feel increasingly uneasy due to subtle indicators in their surroundings.

The branches near the narrow path bore marks of having been broken during a struggle.

"Was there a fight?"

Chen Yang felt a knot of apprehension tighten in his chest.

The signs of conflict were undeniably fresh, indicating that the altercation had occurred quite recently.

This remote area of the mountain was typically deserted; besides He Xiran, who else could have been involved?

"Wangcai! Pick up the pace, find Xiran quickly!" Chen Yang urged, his concern growing, and instructed Wangcai to hurry.

Wangcai also sensed that something was amiss, letting out a howl before darting forward like an arrow.

Accelerating into the dense forest.

Chen Yang followed closely behind, unwavering.

As they ventured further, the evidence of a struggle became more pronounced.

A trail of blood could even be observed on the ground.

This discovery intensified Chen Yang's anxiety.

"What did she encounter? A fight this fierce?"

Upon seeing the bloodstain, Chen Yang hesitated for a moment before persevering in his pursuit into the forest's depths, tracking Wangcai.

After a pursuit spanning over ten miles, He Xiran’s voice finally echoed through the trees.

"Still not surrendering? Today, I will make you yield! You won't regret sticking with me!"

"Did you hear me? Want to resist further? I'm going to get you today, big cat!"

He Xiran’s voice reached their ears.

Upon recognizing her voice, Chen Yang paused in surprise.

What was going on?

What had transpired?

Hearing the distinct voice, Chen Yang swiftly moved through the dense forest.

Before long, he spotted He Xiran.

He was then astonished by her current predicament.

He observed He Xiran dominating a creature that resembled a leopard-like mountain cat. It was firmly pinned down.

With one hand clamped around the mountain cat’s neck, immobilizing it, her other hand was a blur of motion, delivering a barrage of punches.

The mountain cat let out pained cries, multiple wounds weeping blood profusely.

Its condition was utterly pathetic.

"Do you yield now?"

He Xiran raised her fist triumphantly, continuing her taunts.

The mountain cat remained silent, undeniably subdued by the beating.

Witnessing this intense confrontation, Chen Yang was genuinely taken aback.

He found himself momentarily speechless.

He had been worried for this young lady’s safety throughout their journey, yet it appeared the mountain cat was the one in dire need of concern.

"Xiran."

Chen Yang’s voice cut through the air, his astonishment still evident.

Hearing her name, He Xiran immediately lifted her gaze towards Chen Yang.

Upon seeing him arrive, a radiant smile spread across her beautiful face.

"Chen Yang, you're here! Look, I've captured a spirit beast. Come here and show me how to make it obey." He Xiran exclaimed.

With this explanation, Chen Yang finally understood.

It turned out He Xiran was also in pursuit of a spirit beast, which explained her earlier shouts about surrender; that was the context.

"Xiran, taming a spirit beast isn't achieved through sheer brute force," Chen Yang stated, quickly moving forward to offer counsel.

He Xiran replied with an innocent expression, "I didn't use brute force; it attacked me first, so I was compelled to defend myself."

"..."

To have beaten it to such an extreme state, and then to claim self-defense.

If this mountain cat could comprehend He Xiran’s words, the rage it would feel!

"Regardless of who initiated the conflict, just let it go for now. If you continue to strike it, it might very well die," Chen Yang urged.

Unsure of how to proceed, and upon hearing Chen Yang’s words, He Xiran obediently released her grip on the mountain cat.