Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 466 I’ll take you away

Not far from Zhong Qing’s cabin, there is an extremely hidden cave. If you don’t look for it deliberately, it is easy to overlook it with ordinary people’s eyes.

This cave was created by Li Zhi using the Qi realm.

He knew in his heart that whether the people from Medicine King Valley were chasing him or searching for Zhong Qing, they would never focus their attention so close to him. Therefore, hiding here was the safest place.

Li Zhi took out the Sky Python Grass that he got from Zhong Qing from his arms. This Sky Python Grass was extremely rare and precious.

However, it is not for human use, but has excellent healing properties against monsters.

The reason why Li Zhi asked Zhong Qing for this herb was to cure the hundred-eyed insect that turned into a black sword.

Li Zhi's own injuries have now healed, but he never forgot that the hundred-eyed insect was also severely injured.

The hundred-eyed insect has always been Li Zhi's right-hand man and has played a key role in many difficult times. Li Zhi naturally hopes to cure it as soon as possible and restore its former power.

He gently stroked the black sword, his movements gentle, as if comforting a close friend, and whispered: "Xiao Bai, wake up..."

The black sword trembled slightly, and then a scarlet eye slowly opened at the sword guard position.

Even though the eyes were full of fatigue at this moment, they still exuded a terrifying aura that was chilling. Li Zhi stared into the eyes, but he could clearly feel a weakness deep in his bones.

Li Zhi didn't hesitate at all. He picked up the Sky Python Grass and said to the Black Sword, "Xiao Bai, eat this Sky Python Grass. You will get better after eating it."

Seeing the Tianmang Grass in Li Zhi's hand, even the extremely weak Baimu Chong could not hide his excitement at this moment.

The scarlet eye moved smartly, revealing a strong desire for the Sky Python Grass.

Then, a crack slowly appeared on the tip of the black sword, revealing a bloody mouth full of sharp fangs, emitting a strong fishy smell.

Li Zhi looked at the impatient look of the Hundred-eyed Insect and couldn't help but smile knowingly. Then he gently threw the Sky Python Grass into the terrifying big mouth.

After the Hundred-Eyed Insect swallowed the Sky Python Grass, its eyes, which had been open, slowly closed, and the Black Sword also returned to calm.

Li Zhi understood that it needed time to digest the powerful medicinal properties of the Tianmang Grass, so he stopped disturbing it and let it immerse itself in the process of repairing its injuries.

Li Zhi looked at the sky, estimated the time, and felt that it was time to leave.

After all, there had just been a fierce fight here, and the noise was quite loud. It might have attracted the attention of some interested people. If someone were to investigate, he would most likely be discovered if he was hiding nearby.

Moreover, Li Zhi thought, after such a long time, whether it was Zhong Qing and Anu, or Cen Mu and his group, they must have gone far away by now.

So Li Zhi decisively walked out of the cave.

As his figure appeared, the cave constructed by magic instantly lost its support and collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

Li Zhi carefully looked around the surroundings and confirmed that there was nothing unusual. Then he moved like a black lightning, quickly leaving the distance and soon disappeared into the dense forest.

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Li Zhi rushed through the dense jungle, his figure weaving through the intricate vegetation.

But as he walked, his steps suddenly stopped and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Oops, he seems to be lost.

The jungle is full of towering trees, overgrown weeds, and the terrain is as complex as a maze.

Li Zhi was not familiar with this area. In the past, he had the Mosquito Demon by his side, who could help him explore the road conditions and guide the direction, so he had never gotten lost.

But now, the mosquito demon is gone, and he can only rely on himself and grope his way through this vast forest.

Li Zhi tried hard to identify the possible path while moving forward cautiously.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly and listened.

Faintly, he caught a faint cry that echoed in the silent jungle, sounding particularly strange and desolate.

Li Zhi suddenly felt confused.

With his usual alertness, even if he was curious, faced with such an unclear situation, he would choose to leave directly and ignore it.

But at this moment, he was trapped in the jungle, bumping into walls everywhere and couldn't find a way out.

This cry may be a turning point.

He thought that maybe if he followed the sound of the crying, he might meet someone familiar with the place and find the way out.

After thinking about this, Li Zhi no longer hesitated, quickly adjusted his direction, and hurried towards the direction where the crying sound came from.

There was a rustling sound as the branches scraped against his clothes.

Not long after, Li Zhi arrived at the source of the crying.

As soon as he stood still, Li Zhi was shocked by the scene in front of him and gasped.

All around was a mess, with several dry skeletons lying scattered on the ground, like puppets with their flesh and blood drained out, emitting a creepy aura.

Not far away, a man with a broken arm was sitting on the ground, crying heartbreakingly, and the cry seemed to tear the silent jungle apart.

Li Zhi's eyes were like lightning as he quickly scanned the surroundings, observing every corner vigilantly and not missing any place where danger might be lurking.

After making sure that there was no danger around, he slowly approached the man.

As the distance got closer, Li Zhi saw clearly the clothes on the skeletons and was suddenly shocked. These clothes were exactly the same as those of the people from Yaowang Valley he met not long ago.

His heartbeat suddenly quickened, and his pace also quickened unconsciously as he walked towards the crying person.

When he got closer and took a closer look, he was shocked to find that the person in front of him was Cen Mu from Yaowang Valley!

Li Zhi had fought with Cen Mu before and knew his strength well.

Although Cen Mu lacked experience in fighting, the magical robe he wore was like an indestructible shield, making him almost invincible in battle.

But now, such a powerful person has ended up with such a miserable end.

At this moment, Cen Mu seemed to be drowned by a tide of sadness, his mind completely immersed in extreme pain. He didn't even notice Li Zhi approaching him.

Li Zhi sighed inwardly, slowly approached Cen Mu, and whispered, "How are you?"

Cen Mu's crying suddenly stopped. He slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and swollen. His throat had become hoarse from crying for so long, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from a broken throat: "My...my junior brothers...my junior brothers...are all dead!!"

That voice was filled with endless sorrow and despair.

Li Zhi stepped forward. At this time, the remaining power of Cen Mu's robe that could originally resist attacks had long dissipated. Therefore, Li Zhi was not hindered at all.

He gently helped Cen Mu up and comforted her, "The dead cannot be resurrected, so don't be too sad..."

"But...but...they all died because they followed me...wuwuwuwu..."

As Cen Mu spoke, his emotions broke down again. He couldn't help sobbing softly, and his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was bearing the heaviest burden in the world.

Li Zhi felt sorry for him when he saw his pitiful appearance. Besides, he was in urgent need of leaving the jungle, so he said, "Hey, stop crying. Do you know how to leave here? I see you're seriously injured. Let me take you away first."

Cen Mu sobbed and said intermittently: "I know...I know..."

Li Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Cen Mu had also lost his way.

He hurriedly took out a Jade Dew Pill from his arms. This Jade Dew Pill was made by him in Zhong Qing's little house.

Li Zhi knew that the Jade Dew Pill was very effective in healing wounds, so he refined a few more pills in case of emergency.

Seeing that Cen Mu was seriously injured and fearing that he could not hold on, he gently stuffed the Jade Dew Pill into Cen Mu's mouth.

Then, he squatted down, carried Cen Mu on his back, and under Cen Mu's faint guidance, walked quickly in one direction. His figure gradually disappeared in the dense jungle, leaving only the open space full of terror and sadness.