On the path to immortality, I can see destiny.

Su San had been watching Zhao Fan closely. Seeing that the blood blade was about to cleave Zhao Fan in two, he immediately reached out and released his spiritual power to pull Zhao Fan's body half a foot away.

As the blood-stained blade flew past, Zhao Fan felt a chill on his shoulder, followed by a sharp pain.

His entire arm was severed by the bloody blade and fell to the ground.

Zhao Fan reacted quickly, grabbing the severed arm with his other hand and turning to run.

Su San had already taken out the flying boat, pulled Zhao Fan with one hand, and made a hand seal with the other to start the flying boat.

Seeing the two trying to escape, Zhang Tie transformed into a cloud of blood and chased after them.

"Fellow Daoist, we shall meet again!"

Su San looked at the bloody light behind him, holding two high-grade Wind-Splitting Talismans in his hand, and spoke fiercely.

Having said that, the talisman was activated, transforming into thousands of wind blades that blew towards Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie was not afraid of the wind blades, but he was still somewhat stopped by the power of the talisman.

When they turned around, the two had already disappeared.

Zhang Tie stared at the sky, gritting his teeth, his eyes icy cold.

Half an hour later, Su San and Zhao Fan stopped at a desolate mountain.

Zhao Fan's face turned ashen, but he still stubbornly used the invisibility effect of the Netherworld Mirror to cover the two of them.

"Put away the magical artifact; it should be safe now."

Su San sighed and told Zhao Fan to put away the magic weapon.

Zhao Fan nodded slightly and put away the Netherworld Mirror.

He held his severed arm in one hand, his body trembling uncontrollably from the pain in his shoulder.

There was still a strange, blood-red energy remaining at the wound, which was why he was currently unable to reattach his arm.

Su San looked at Zhao Fan's wound and sighed helplessly.

This demonic art was truly bizarre. Crimson energy clung to the wound, relentlessly eroding Zhao Fan's flesh and blood. He had tried to clear away this strange energy with his spiritual power along the way, but it had no effect whatsoever.

Now that he had some time to rest, he decided to try his secret method to see if he could get rid of it.

"I'll give it a try."

Su San spoke solemnly, a green light flashing from the tip of his right finger, and then a vine spread out from his fingertip.

The energy circled around Zhao Fan's wound, releasing a pale green aura that enveloped the wound.

Then, a red flower grew on the vine, gradually blooming and like a mouth, slowly devouring the blood-red energy.

This did have some effect, but it still couldn't eradicate the blood-red energy, especially the energy clinging to Zhao Fan's bones, which seemed to have taken root in place and could not be removed no matter how the flowers devoured it.

Seeing this, Su San only had one last option left.

"It hurts a little in the back, just bear with it."

Su San looked at Zhao Fan and spoke.

Zhao Fan didn't speak, but nodded heavily.

With Zhao Fan's consent, Su San took decisive action.

With a forceful pull, the vine tightly constricted the wound, and pale green energy flowed through Zhao Fan's body.

This energy was like a file, constantly scraping Zhao Fan's bones.

The pain of having his bones ground away caused Zhao Fan to break out in a cold sweat, and his body trembled even more violently.

The intense pain caused Zhao Fan to groan involuntarily, clenching his teeth tightly as he endured the extreme agony.

This method was indeed effective. As some flesh and bone were rubbed away, the crimson energy also left Zhao Fan's body along with them.

Looking at his blood-soaked shoulder, Zhao Fan felt immense regret.

My own greed led to such a serious injury.

If Su San hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably be a corpse by now.

After all this was done, the vines gradually loosened, then wrapped around Zhao Fan's severed arm and treated the cut in the same way to remove the blood and qi.

"Eat this."

After Su San removed the blood-red energy, she took out a brown pill and gave it to Zhao Fan to take.

Zhao Fan recognized the pill as a high-grade first-tier healing pill, the Bone-Regenerating Pill.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhao Fan took the pill and swallowed it.

As the pill was swallowed, a warm energy surged out and traveled along all the bones in the body.

Su San used her spiritual power to guide Zhao Fan's arm to the wound, reconnecting the meridians.

As the medicine took effect, the bones on both sides healed rapidly, and in no time, they had begun to heal.

Of course, this is only the first step. It will take a long time to nurture the body with spiritual energy before it can fully recover.

Once his arm was reattached, Zhao Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, you just need to rest for a while."

Su San looked at Zhao Fan, who looked weak, and spoke.

He was somewhat surprised, as he had experienced the pain of bone grinding before and knew just how painful it was.

He hadn't expected that Zhao Fan could hold on without making a sound.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Su."

Zhao Fan took a while to recover before speaking, and his voice was stronger than before.

Su San shook her head silently, plopped down next to a big tree, and let out a long sigh.

What he experienced today was definitely the most dangerous situation he had encountered in all his years of cultivation.

Fortunately, he survived.

"I was able to escape this time thanks to Fellow Daoist Zhao. If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Zhao, I'm afraid I would have met my end."

Su San looked at Zhao Fan and spoke softly.

Zhao Fan looked at Su San and gave a wry smile.

"I hope you don't blame me for not helping you when you were in danger."

Hearing Zhao Fan's words, Su San silently shook her head.

"Given the circumstances, even if we had switched places, I still wouldn't have made a move."

"Besides, it was only after Fellow Daoist Zhao told me to break the formation that I had a chance to escape."

Hearing this, Zhao Fan nodded silently, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if his cultivation level were higher, he wouldn't be in this state today.

At this moment, Su San seemed to have lost interest in speaking and simply sat down to meditate and recover.

Seeing this, Zhao Fan obediently sat down and remained silent.

Two hours later, the two had recovered enough to set off again, flying towards Zhao Fan's cave.

An hour later, the two arrived near Zhao Fan's cave.

"Fellow Daoist, we have offended two formidable enemies today. It may be difficult for us to live in peace from now on. Please be more careful when you travel in the future."

"If there is any danger, you can go west to Mount Fuling to find me. With my Su family here, you can be guaranteed safety."

Before parting, Su San made a point of reminding him again.

Given Zhao Fan's simple and straightforward nature, he was afraid something might happen to Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan immediately nodded, clasped his hands in greeting, and spoke.

"Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist Su. I will be careful."

After saying that, Zhao Fan jumped off the flying boat and turned to leave.

Watching Zhao Fan's departing figure, Su San sighed inwardly.

This child has a pure and innocent personality. If we could have him join the Su family, it would be a great help to them.

Unfortunately, if he were to join the Su family, Daoist Qianyan would certainly be unwilling.