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When Ye Chen carried Ayiguli out of the Dragon Heart Gate, it was already broad daylight.

As the morning light burst forth from the clouds in the east, it bathed the entire Dragon Hidden Mountain in a warm golden hue.

The mountain mist dissipated quickly under the sunlight, as if it had been evaporated clean by the light of heaven and earth.

The bluestone slabs on Longjing Slope were wet with dew, shimmering with a clear, glistening light. Birdsong rose and fell from the cliffs on both sides, signaling the start of a new day.

Ye Chen squinted and took a deep breath of the crisp mountain air.

After a night of fighting and the baptism of the Dragon Heart's power, the meridians in his body were still faintly hot, as if he had just run a long-distance sprint of a hundred miles, and every muscle in his body was sore and swollen.

But he couldn't stay here. The signal Wei Qing sent before his death had already reached the sky, and those people hiding in the shadows would find Longyin Mountain sooner or later.

He must take Ayiguli away from here as soon as possible, back to Jiangcheng, back to Jiang Ruoxi's side.

Aygul lay on his back, her right arm limply resting on his shoulder, her whole body limp, only her left arm tightly wrapped around his neck.

Her injuries were serious. Wei Qing's palm strike had damaged her internal organs, her right wrist had lost its strength when she blocked the attack, and she had also suffered large bruises on her waist.

Ye Chen applied ointment to her wounds and used his internal energy to clear up several blocked meridians, finally stabilizing her condition temporarily.

However, to fully recover, one needs to rest for at least ten days to half a month.

"Put me down, I can walk by myself," Aygul whispered on his back, her voice weak but her tone still firm.

"Shut up for a bit. You're just too stubborn. My uncle was just like that back then, wasn't he? He was clearly on his deathbed but he insisted on holding on, and in the end, he ended up in the Western Regions. As a disciple of Medicine King Valley, I have a responsibility to make sure you don't repeat his mistakes."

Aygul fell silent.

After a while, Aygul buried her face in Ye Chen's shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "Can you please stop mentioning my adoptive father?"

Her voice had a very faint tremor, not like she was angry, but more like someone had touched a sensitive spot.

Ye Chen felt the slight warmth coming from his shoulder and didn't say anything more.

He knew that Aygul and Su Youdao must have a very deep relationship, otherwise, given her personality, she would never allow herself to show any vulnerability in front of outsiders.

Last night in the stone hall, in order to prevent him from dying, she almost perished together with Wei Qing while holding the sheepskin scroll.

Based on this affection alone, Ye Chen already considered her as his own younger sister.

When Ye Chen reached the fork in the road halfway up the mountain, he saw several familiar figures.

Song Tiezhu stood at the front, his camouflage training uniform mostly soaked with dew, his face ashen, and several blisters on his lips, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept all night.

Behind him were five strong and capable men, all with short hair and military boots, veterans of Iron Shield Logistics.

Behind them was Zhou Wantong, his round body leaning against a pine tree trunk, holding a cell phone in his hand, talking to someone. His expression was both anxious and angry. When he saw Ye Chen carrying someone down the mountain, his hand trembled and he almost dropped his phone.

"Chenzi!" Zhou Wantong roared and charged upwards at a speed completely disproportionate to his size, like a flesh-colored cannonball rolling uphill.

Song Tiezhu was even faster. He took two quick steps and reached Ye Chen. He grabbed Ye Chen's arm, looked him up and down to make sure he wasn't missing any limbs, and then looked at Ayiguli on Ye Chen's back.

"What's going on?" Song Tiezhu's voice was low and deep, filled with barely suppressed anger.

"It's a long story, let's get in the car first." Ye Chen urged Zhou Wantong to get in the car and leave first.

As Ye Chen walked, he explained, "This place isn't safe after daybreak. Call Lao He and have him take some men to the Jiang family villa to wait. Also, send a message to Grandpa Wu Qingyuan, telling him that Wei Qing is dead and that the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce could show up at any time. Tell him and Xiaofeng to be on guard."

"Wei Qing?" Zhou Wantong had just run up to him when he heard the name, and his face turned pale.

"You mean Wei Qing from the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce? Wasn't he supposed to be dead? How did he reappear? Did you run into him?"

"We ran into each other and even had a fight. He died, but I survived. I'll tell you the details on the bus later. Let's go now." Ye Chen walked past them and continued down the road.

Aygul whispered on his back, "Put me down, I can walk by myself."

Ye Chen pretended not to hear and carried her on his back, striding towards the foot of the mountain.

The group hurriedly descended the mountain and got into the seven-seater black SUV that Song Tiezhu had driven.

In the car, Ye Chen briefly recounted what had happened the previous night.

Ye Chen spoke casually, but every detail struck Zhou Wantong and Song Tiezhu like a thunderclap, leaving them speechless for a long time.

"Is the Dragon Heart Bronze Lamp really on you?" Zhou Wantong stared at the slightly bulging area in Ye Chen's arms, his voice trembling.

"That thing has recognized its owner? Good heavens! The legendary bronze lamp in the Dragon Heart Cave is a treasure left by the ancestor of Medicine King Valley. No one has been able to touch it for three hundred years. And you, kid, just swindled it out of it. If word gets out, the whole martial arts world will be in an uproar."

"That's why I said we must leave immediately after dawn." Ye Chen leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and looked exhausted.

"Before Wei Qing died, he crushed a piece of black jade pendant and sent out some kind of signal. He said that the people in that organization already knew that the power of the Dragon Heart had been born. Brother Tiezhu, later you should take a detour from the north slope. Don't take the highway, take the provincial road. Take a longer route to avoid people who might be tracking you."

Song Tiezhu gripped the steering wheel, glanced at Ye Chen in the rearview mirror, nodded heavily, and said nothing, but pressed the accelerator even harder.

The off-road vehicle sped along the winding mountain road like a beast, kicking up clouds of dust.

It was almost noon when the car arrived at the Jiang family villa.

Ye Chen spotted the figure standing at the villa entrance at a glance.

Jiang Ruoxi was wearing the same light gray loungewear she wore last night. Her hair was a little messy, and the fatigue on her face couldn't hide the worry in her eyes.

Ghost Servant stood half a step behind her, still with that calm and composed demeanor, but his tense shoulders visibly relaxed the moment he saw Ye Chen get out of the car.

Ye Chen carried Ayiguli to the door, but before he could speak, Jiang Ruoxi rushed up to him.

She glanced at Aygul on his back, then at his blood-stained body and tattered clothes, her eyes instantly reddening. She opened her mouth, but finally managed to squeeze out only one sentence: "It's good that you're back."

Four words, as light as a feather, yet as heavy as a mountain.

"I'm back, wife." Ye Chen grinned, his smile dazzling in the midday sun, as if nothing had happened.

"I also brought back a junior sister. Her name is Ayiguli, my uncle's adopted daughter. We need to arrange a place for her to recuperate. Do you think that empty room downstairs will do?"

Jiang Ruoxi took a deep breath, suppressing her turbulent emotions, and turned to walk into the house: "Carry the person in. That room was cleaned yesterday, and the bedding has been changed. Uncle Gui, call the family doctor."

After taking a couple of steps, Jiang Ruoxi turned back to Ye Chen, her tone leaving no room for argument: "You, go take a shower first. After you're done, come to the living room and tell me clearly, word by word, what exactly happened."

Ye Chen carried Ayiguli through the villa gate. Sunlight shone on his sweat-drenched back, casting a straight and stubborn shadow.

He knew Jiang Ruoxi wouldn't let him off easily this time. But all he wanted to do was lie on the sofa, hug the jade pendant that had been returned to its rightful owner, and get a good night's sleep.

But how long these peaceful days will last, no one knows.