Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort-Chapter 332: Where Could She Be

It was also known that his healing skills were second to none, which made him hailed as one of the greatest physicians of all time.

Could these two books really be the relics of his own writing?

Gods, if that is true… No wonder so many people were after her…

Ye Qingli quickly put away the bundle and destroyed any tracks that she might have left.

Then she hastily hurried away.

She had barely left for hardly a quarter of an hour when dozens of hooded men in black materialized.

Looking around, they fell aghast.

“Someone was here just now!”

Despite knowing so, they failed to find any tracks that would lead back to Ye Qingli.

As a master assassin, Ye Qingli had been careful enough to eliminate her tracks.

A strong aura redolent of blood and malice burst like a powerful pulse that caused the snow on the boughs and branches of the trees around them to tumble to the ground.

And the one who released the aura — a powerful champion of the Intrinsic Stages!

“Who could it be?!” He demanded “Find out at once! Search every person in Fengyi City! Leave no stone unturned!”

Meanwhile, Ye Qingli flitted as fast as she could through the forest.

She did not neglect to prevent herself from leaving any trails.

She did not yet know who that dead woman was.

But if the two books were truly the relics of Xiaoyao Zi, then the people who killed her must be dangerous folk.

Her fingers brushed on the surface of the authority badge from the bundle earlier.

It was wrapped in something.

W-w-wait… This texture… Does it not feel like the human-skin mask I made?

She took out the authority badge and examined it. Yes. It really was wrapped in a human-skin mask. She kneaded it furiously, destroying the mask into dust.

Upon the authority badge were engraved a few words:

Song Yunshang of the Willow Crane Chamber of Jiangnan.

Ye Qingli’s brows furrowed deeply with apprehension.

She was no stranger to the name of the Willow Crane Chamber.

The Willow Crane Chamber was once one of the Luo Empire’s most prominent guild of healers although they have dwindled into oblivion.

There were no known heirs to the Willow Crane Chamber.

Behind the badge were inscribed a time and a place.

In fact, it seemed like an invitation of sorts.

After a quick thought, Ye Qingli realized that this must be something the woman had used to disguise her identity.

It would appear that no one had found out about it yet.

She might just be able to put it to great use.

This identity might come in handy.

She stowed away the authority badge and sped towards Mt. Xi.

In the meantime, Jun Aohan was at his country estate.

He sent away his servants and immersed himself into the warm waters of his hot spring bath, enjoying the relaxation under the starry-lit sky of the night.

He lifted his head and looked up.

This was where they had first met.

Where could she be right now?

The pale gossamer shaft of moonglow fell on him.

The faint luminescence featured the angles of his rock-hard physique like the frame of an ornately-furnished sculpture.

Each and every inch of his skin was as perfect as a pearl.

With all of his men and servants sent away, he was all alone in a radius of a hundred meters.

But his ear throbbed suddenly.

“Who goes there!?”

……

At the same time, Ye Qingli sped at breakneck speed.

She was running, escaping for her life.

Right at that moment, all she wanted was to give herself a tight smack in the face!

It must have been too long since she’s done something like this that her intuition and senses must have gone dull!

She had failed to expect that after her last adventure, the vault would have been kept under close guard!

Despite being very careful, she had inadvertently set off the alarm even before reaching the secret passages.

Now, at this moment, hundreds of imperial guards were chasing after her, brandishing their pikes and spears on horseback.

The odds of numbers were so overwhelming that in spite of her becoming an Extrinsic Stage champion, she needed to flee.

Or the sheer amount of bolts and arrows would be enough to turn her into an arrow-ridden hedgehog!