At the foot of Leiting Mountain, in a natural cave, Lin Ming was meditating to heal his wounds. The residual Vermilion Bird Flame within him was too troublesome, and it took Lin Ming a lot of effort to barely suppress it.

  After swallowing a pill, Lin Ming used his soul force to scan his body and found that those hidden injuries had almost recovered.

  He glanced at the sky, and now the sun was about to set. Lin Ming planned to escape from the range of Thunderbolt Mountain overnight, find a secret place, and refine those acquired thunder materials and treasures. The only pity is that Lei Ling did not get it, which made Lin Ming have some regrets in his heart.

  Carefully making his way out of the cave, Lin Ming unfolded his body technique, just like a hunter, weaving in and out of the forest, only to hear the snapping sound of branches breaking, Lin Ming had already sprinted dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

  The sun gradually set, and the originally dim forest became pitch black, but this had no effect on Lin Ming at all. After running out for another dozen or so miles, Lin Ming suddenly stopped in his tracks, his keen senses detecting a thick and intense flame aura in the air.

  Looking around, Lin Ming found that the withered branches and fallen leaves on the ground were charred in many places, and the green leaves hanging from the trees also had small patches of yellowing, obviously having been scorched by fire.

  Following these charred signs, Lin Ming discovered a clear trail left by the flames, as if something that was completely on fire had passed through this forest.

  Lin Ming slightly furrowed his brow and walked along the flame marks for a few steps before suddenly focusing his gaze, "Blood?"

  On the ground, there was a patch of deep red bloodstains, and around the bloodstains, withered branches and fallen leaves were burnt to ashes.

  Lin Ming had a faint guess in his mind, he gathered all his energy and released his spiritual power, carefully following the trail of flames. He had only walked two or three miles when his footsteps suddenly froze.

  He saw on a clearing in the woods, a large red bird crawling on the ground, which was the Vermilion Bird that Lin Ming had seen before.

  Lin Ming was shocked to find that one of Zhu Que's wings had been broken off! Fresh blood continued to flow from the wound, and the bloodstains he saw in the forest earlier were clearly left behind by this Zhu Que.

  Look at this Vermilion Bird, it's on its last breath, it must have suffered heavy injuries. The flames on its body aren't as vigorous as before, instead they seem to be flickering like a candle in the wind.

  Behind Zhu Que, a woman in red leaned against the tree trunk, her face pale, her beautiful eyes closed, and her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

  Her body was wrapped in flames and lightning, with purple electric lights flashing in the dark night, exceptionally dazzling.

  She was obviously seriously injured.

  Lin Ming saw this scene and his eyelids twitched. Clearly, before he left, the red-clothed woman had been suppressing Lei Jiao, so how could the situation have reversed, causing her to suffer such heavy injuries? She couldn't have lost, she should have at least been able to retreat, yet even her mount, the Vermilion Bird, had one of its wings broken. Had Lei Jiao used some hidden trump card, or was there another powerful expert who had arrived?

  Lin Ming looked at the red-clothed woman, his face changing several times. In the end, he still decided to retreat by the original route. Such a strong person, even if severely injured, would probably not find it difficult to kill him. Lin Ming did not want to put his own life in someone else's hands.

  He was also thinking that if he could help the red-clothed woman recover from her injuries, perhaps he could make her owe him a favor. A favor from someone with innate talent would be invaluable.

  But that's just thinking, since the other party is a natural genius, the spiritual elixirs and medicines they carry with them are likely to be worth their entire fortune, do I still need to help her heal?

  Just as Lin Ming had just retreated a step, the red-clothed woman opened her eyes, and her pitch-black pupils shone brightly like stars in the darkness.

  Lin Ming's footsteps came to a halt as he stood in place, hesitating for a moment before respectfully calling out, "Senior." "It's you."

  The woman in red had long felt someone approaching, but the other party's cultivation was not high, so she didn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the young man she met on Leifeng Mountain.

  It's really fate to meet three times in a row.

  "Do you know if there are any larger Southern tribes nearby?" The red-robed woman asked, her voice somewhat weak but still exuding an innate nobility.

  "Yes, southwest two hundred miles is it." Lin Ming said truthfully. He guessed that when he was on the mountain top, the red-clothed woman didn't have time to pay attention to him, a small character, and wouldn't know that he had already looted the Jiaolong Cave, so he wasn't worried about her having any designs on him.

  "The Two Hundred Mile" red-robed woman let out a light sigh, her face flashing with a hint of indescribable bitterness. She never thought that one day, she, the revered Holy Maiden of Shenfeng Island, would be stumped by a mere two hundred mile road.

  Lin Ming sensed the bitterness of the red-clothed woman, slightly stunned, and immediately understood that it was probably because this broken-winged Vermilion Bird was injured too severely, while the red-clothed woman herself was not yet injured to the point where she couldn't move.

  He was very curious about how the red-clothed woman, who had been in control all along, suddenly suffered such a severe injury. Of course, this was something that couldn't be asked.

  Although he thought it was unlikely, Lin Ming still politely asked, "Senior, is there anything I can help you with?" The red-clothed woman thought for a moment before saying, "The tribe you mentioned, do they have any Wind God Eagles for sale?..."

  Lin Ming shook his head and said, "It's just a small tribe, there isn't one, but there are horses instead." Lin Ming looked at the Vermilion Bird and thought to himself that even if they had horses, it would be impossible to transport such a large bird.

  As expected, the woman in red shook her head, a hint of disappointment flashing across her eyes.

  She softly said a word of "thank you." Then she stood up, leaned over to Zhu Que's ear and whispered something. Zhu Que opened his eyes, let out a few mournful cries, and struggled to get up.

  It used its wings to support its body, but because it had broken its left wing, as soon as it tried to use them, it lost balance and almost fell to the ground.

  The woman in red showed a look of unbearable pain and pity, she stretched out her jade hand to press on Zhu Que's chest, and the true yuan of fire continued to input into Zhu Que's body.

  As the red-robed woman's true yuan was infused, Zhu Que regained some of his vitality. However, at the same time, the purple lightning flashing on the red-robed woman's body grew more and more numerous, stronger and stronger. After the purple electric snakes increased in number, the red-robed woman's complexion became increasingly pale.

  Lin Ming saw it clearly from the side, this was obviously a lightning bolt left by Lei Jiao, and the purple electric arc was emitted from the body of the red-clothed woman.

  Before, the red-clothed woman had been using her true yuan to suppress the lightning in her body, but it seemed to have little effect. Now that she withdrew some of her true yuan and injected it into the Vermilion Bird's body, the lightning suddenly became violent.

  Even the red-clothed woman couldn't suppress it, could it be...

  Lin Ming had a guess in his mind, and this guess made him breathe rapidly, with his heart pounding like a drum!

  The red-clothed woman swallowed a dan pill and walked away in the southwest direction with her injured Zhuque. Lin Ming opened his mouth and said, "Senior, can I take a look at your injury?" The red-clothed woman turned around, looking at Lin Ming with surprise. Although this young man was somewhat mysterious and had far surpassed his current cultivation level, she didn't think he had the slightest possibility of healing her injury.

  This was Leijiao's last desperate blow, and even she could only barely suppress it with her thick true yuan, there was no other way.

  The red-clothed woman never thought that just wanting some fresh blood from Lei Jiao to help Zhu Que complete her evolution, and she had also provided sufficient exchange conditions, originally not a very serious matter, but Lei Jiao actually fought with her for it.

  Under the overwhelming power of the red-robed woman, Lei Jiao surprisingly spat out its thunder spirit that had been refined for thousands of years as a final blow.

  If it were ordinary lightning, the red-robed woman could have extinguished it with her true yuan. However, this thunder spirit was unyielding and indestructible. After entering her body, she couldn't eliminate it even by mobilizing all her true yuan. If she relaxed slightly or diverted a bit of her true yuan, the thunder spirit would erupt, wreaking havoc on her bodily meridians!

  Because of this, she can't even fly now.

  To eliminate the Lei Ling in her body, she had to return to Shen Huang Island, but thinking of the 500,000-mile distance from Shen Huang Island made the red-clothed woman's heart fill with bitterness. In her current state, even if she walked until death, she wouldn't be able to reach it.

  The Vermilion Bird flew out of the Thunder Mountain to save itself, but was also seriously injured. It barely supported its flight down the mountain, with its left wing completely disabled.

  One person and one bird staying in the ferocious beast forest can easily lure out some high-level ferocious beasts. The red-clothed woman dealing with them is not a problem, but if there are too many, it will cause her injuries to act up due to excessive frequent use of true yuan.

  The woman in red never thought she would end up like this, it's a desperate situation.

  She said to Lin Ming, "Thank you, but no need, my injury, you can't do anything about it." She guessed that Lin Ming was born extraordinary in the secular world and probably had some kind of healing sacred medicine on him. However, she had many of these things, and even better ones, but they all seemed pale and powerless in front of Lei Ling.

  Lin Ming had long expected that the red-clothed woman would not believe him, so he said: "Senior, I'm just taking a look. If I'm unable to do anything, then I'll naturally give up. Senior is currently injured like this, are you prepared to bring the broken-winged Vermilion Bird to the Human Tribe? Or stay in the Beast Forest? Neither of these options seems feasible."

  "I told you, there's nothing you can do about my injury!" The red-clad woman's voice was tinged with impatience. As a woman who had long been accustomed to being in a position of power, she wasn't used to people questioning her, especially not on something so obvious.

  It's like a little kid telling a master doctor with superb medical skills, "Let me take your pulse and see if you can be saved," the old doctor will definitely think this kid is joking.

  If it weren't for his young age, the woman in red would have suspected that he had some ulterior motives.

  Lin Ming looked at the red-clothed woman's obviously impatient expression and felt equally displeased. He was healing her wounds, yet she was making demands. If it weren't for some other purpose, he would have turned around and left already. However, thinking about the possible Ling'er, Lin Ming still patiently said: "I'll just take a look, if it doesn't work out then that's it. You won't suffer any losses either. As at least a Heaven Boundary realm expert, are you afraid of me, a mere Bone Forging stage small fry?"