Chapter 71: I'm Really Not a Pervert.

Wu Yanhan carried Xu Ming on her back, running relentlessly down the mountain.

She could feel the boy's heavy breathing on her back, occasionally brushing against her cheek. Taking advantage of a brief moment during their escape, she shifted his head slightly to the side.

But after only a few steps, Xu Ming's head swayed back and leaned against her again.

Despite her own considerable injuries and near exhaustion, Wu Yanhan dared not stop.

If she stopped, both she and Xu Ming would die!

Who knew when the enemy would catch up?

However, Wu Yanhan began to realize something unsettling—no matter how far or how fast she ran, it felt as though she couldn't escape the mountain.

There was no doubt now. This mountain was sealed by some kind of formation.

The more she thought about it, the worse she felt. It was as if their group had fallen into a carefully orchestrated trap.

As she ran, her foot suddenly slipped. In an unguarded moment, she lost her footing and fell hard to the ground.

"Ugh!"

When Wu Yanhan landed, she accidentally landed on Xu Ming, who groaned faintly in his unconscious state.

Quickly scrambling to her feet, she checked Xu Ming's breathing.

He was still alive. This guy really was as tough as they came.

Hoisting Xu Ming back onto her back, she kept running.

Eventually, she came to a junction with four branching paths and chose one at random.

Utterly drained, she found a crevice formed by a massive boulder leaning against the cave wall.

Placing Xu Ming down, she noticed his pale complexion and the blood still dripping from the wound in his pierced shoulder.

Wu Yanhan pried open Xu Ming's mouth and fed him a blood-staunching pill. Then, she took out a bottle of golden wound powder unique to the Blood Asura Battalion.

But when she looked down at herself and Xu Ming, she realized they were both filthy, with not a single clean piece of cloth between them to use for bandaging.

"Forget it! This isn't the time to be fussy!"

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yanhan looked at Xu Ming's pale lips, then began removing her own clothes.

Underneath her outer garments, her chest was tightly bound with layer upon layer of clean white cloth.

Unwinding the bandages around her chest, Wu Yanhan's cheeks turned slightly red.

If Xu Ming were awake to see this, he'd probably exclaim, "Why is Brother's chest so… exaggerated?"

Still blushing, Wu Yanhan took off Xu Ming's tattered clothing, revealing his muscular arms and well-defined eight-pack abs.

Using water collected from stalactite drips on the cave floor, she carefully cleaned his wound, sprinkled on the wound powder, and wrapped the injury with the clean white cloth.

Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out two Blood Asura replenishment pills, giving one to Xu Ming and taking the other herself.

Leaning against the rocky crevice, Wu Yanhan, utterly spent, slowly closed her eyes.

The Blood Asura replenishment pill could restore up to 70% of a martial artist's blood vitality within two hours, as long as they were below the Heroic Soul Realm. However, the pill had a side effect—it caused drowsiness.

Wu Yanhan was gambling now. Gambling that the enemy wouldn't find them for a while.

But she had no choice. She was too exhausted to keep running. If they caught up, she'd die anyway.

Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she finally drifted off, leaning against Xu Ming as she fell into a deep sleep.

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Two hours later, Wu Yanhan slowly opened her eyes, finding herself lying atop Xu Ming's chest.

Sitting up, she clenched her fists and felt her strength returning. She was confident now—even if that man found her, she could put up a fight.

Glancing at Xu Ming, she noticed his complexion had also improved, with a faint healthy glow replacing the pallor from before.

Hoisting Xu Ming onto her back once more, Wu Yanhan continued forward.

Wu Yanhan felt as though she had been walking for about an hour before finally reaching the end of the path. Ahead of her was a sheer cliff, but moonlight shone down from above.

Tucking Xu Ming under her arm, she climbed upward with one hand.

When she finally reached the top, a clear stream lay before her.

It was still within the territory of Shunan Mountain.

However, she considered herself fortunate—Shunan Mountain was vast, so she had likely evaded her pursuers for the time being. After all, they hadn't caught up in all this time.

Wu Yanhan started a fire, then stripped herself and Xu Ming of their clothes. She washed their garments, which still reeked of bear dung, in the stream before hanging them over the fire to dry.

The clothes issued by the Blood Asura Battalion were fire-resistant and would dry in just fifteen minutes.

After scanning her surroundings and checking on Xu Ming, who was still unconscious, Wu Yanhan couldn't ignore the unbearable smell of bear dung on herself.

"He... probably won't wake up, right?"

Her gaze darted nervously, but she ultimately decided it should be fine. She jumped into the stream to bathe.

Under the moonlight, crystalline water cascaded down Wu Yanhan's body. Her long hair floated in the water as the grime and bear dung were washed away, revealing smooth, snow-white skin that shimmered in the moonlight's gentle glow.

Stripped of the men's clothing she usually wore, the girl's delicate features stood out, her long lashes catching droplets of water as they flickered. She exuded a soft, ethereal beauty, like a goddess of the water.

Though Wu Yanhan had trained in martial arts for years, her body did not bear the bulk of a man's musculature. Instead, her frame was graceful and lithe, her abdomen flat and lined with subtle abs.

Her chest wasn't entirely flat either—there were the beginnings of two gentle curves.

As Wu Yanhan bathed comfortably, however, Xu Ming, lying on the shore, slowly opened his eyes.

As his vision cleared, he froze.

What's this? A wild beautiful girl in the water?!

Wait... why does this girl look so much like Wu Yanhan?

Hold on.. This is Wu Yanhan!

So, you really are a girl?! And, uh, your figure's not bad... a little on the smaller side, sure, but not too flat. And she's not even of age yet. When she grows up, she'll probably—

Before Xu Ming could finish his thoughts, Wu Yanhan's head turned in his direction.

Xu Ming immediately shut his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Wu Yanhan glanced at him, confirmed he was still unconscious, and continued washing herself.

Xu Ming dared not open his eyes again.

If Wu Yanhan realized he had seen her completely naked, there was a good chance he'd end up dead—if not by the thunderstorm bear earlier, then by her hands now.

But... I'm only eleven! I don't even know anything about this stuff yet! Surely she wouldn't harm a little kid, right?

As Xu Ming's thoughts spiraled, the sound of water splashing reached his ears.

Wu Yanhan climbed ashore, dressed herself in the freshly dried clothes, and walked over to Xu Ming. She changed him into his now-dried clothes as well.

Not long after, the aroma of grilled fish wafted through the air.

Xu Ming slowly opened his eyes.

"You're awake," Wu Yanhan said, glancing at him.

"Yeah," Xu Ming nodded, pretending he had just woken up.

But as his eyes fell on the grilled fish skewered over the fire, his expression twisted into a slight frown.

It wasn't that he was being weird, but... these fish had just been swimming in Wu Yanhan's bathwater. If he ate the fish, wouldn't that be like drinking her bathwater?