A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

It was already midnight when we returned to the manor.

Ye Feng had just sat down cross-legged in his room, intending to circulate his internal energy to regulate his body and recover from the day's exhaustion.

However, the death energy that he had been suppressing in his chest broke free from its restraints once again without warning.

The backlash has started again!

That's not right.

The last attack was six days ago. The master said that after the "first attack", it had entered the "cycle attack" stage, and it should not be earlier for a period of time. How come this time it was two days earlier than last time?

The impending doom is growing ever stronger!

And it was even faster than he had imagined...

The deathly aura, like a venomous snake driven mad, relentlessly gnawed at his vital points. Ye Feng's pale face quickly turned deathly white, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a metallic taste surged into his throat, which he forcibly swallowed back. The raging peak Yang True Qi, stimulated by this deathly aura, was subtly losing control, and its backlash was extremely strong.

Ye Feng tried his best to mobilize his true energy to suppress it.

However, this time he could hardly suppress it on his own. He used a full 70% of his true energy to barely suppress it a little bit, but as soon as he relaxed, it immediately rekindled.

The door was pushed open, and Lin Yuqing came in wearing a coat. Ever since she learned that secret, she would often wake up at this time, as if their fates were intertwined.

"Here we go again!" She walked up to him and saw his pale face, her heart leaping into her throat.

"Okay!" Ye Feng stopped pretending and stretched out his hand. "Please help me suppress your yin energy."

Lin Yuqing didn't waste any words and quickly sat down next to him, offering him her arm.

Ye Feng placed three fingers on her arm, closed his eyes, and began to channel a stream of true energy to bring out a trace of Yin energy hidden within her blood. Instantly, a cold yet powerful Yin energy obediently arrived at his hand and merged with the true energy he had channeled. The Yin and Yang combined to form a fluid that continuously rotated and exchanged at their wrists, gradually suppressing the death energy in their chests.

This time, however, the process was a little more arduous than before.

In the past, it would have taken him an hour and a half to suppress the deathly aura in his chest, but now it took him a full hour. The sweat on his forehead finally stopped, and Lin Yuqing's face turned white from being absorbed by this extremely yin power. She collapsed into his arms, unable to muster any strength.

Ye Feng turned to look at the woman in his arms. She had almost drained all of his essence to help him. Her beautiful face was now deathly pale, her long eyelashes drooping, and she was breathing heavily.

Waves of pain surged deep within his heart, as if a sharp dagger had pierced his soul.

This calamity is meant to kill him, but he will definitely not be the only one implicated! The more Lin Yuqing suffers for him, the more she will have to endure! Ye Feng possesses medical and martial arts skills, can save lives and heal the wounded, and can kill a jackal that pounces on him with his bare hands, but he is completely helpless against this calamity and against the woman in front of him who has stayed up all night for him.

He reached out and tucked her coat in gently, as if afraid of disturbing something.

"Alright!" Ye Feng slowly withdrew his hand and exhaled, but his eyes showed no sign of relaxation; instead, they were so deep they seemed to bleed.

He silently memorized that number in his mind:

The first time, after some adjustments, it could last for six days. This time, judging by the ferocity of the backlash, he estimated that it could only last for... four days!

Four days.

The time left for him is rapidly dwindling, like a funnel with sand flowing out faster and faster!

Six days, now it's four days! Will it be three days next time, or maybe two?

The master mentioned in his letter that the attacks occur periodically, but didn't say whether the frequency was decreasing or increasing. Judging from this, he still thought he had more than half a year left, but now I'm afraid even three months won't be enough.

And what about the boss? The construction site, the material suppliers, and that hand reaching in to grab Lin Yuqing—one after another, endlessly. The funnel is leaking, the net is being pulled tight, and both sides are racing against time! This is a game they can't afford to lose. Whoever is a step slower will not only lose their own life, but also their own and the woman in their arms—both of them.

He closed his eyes, forcefully suppressing the surge of fatigue that welled up within him. He couldn't afford to lose this battle.

"Why do you look so pale?" Lin Yuqing took a moment to catch her breath and keenly noticed his seriousness. "Is it because your tribulation has worsened again?"

Ye Feng didn't hide it from her and told her directly about the "four days".

Lin Yuqing's face turned deathly pale: "Then what should we do?"

"Treatment can only prolong the suffering." Ye Feng looked at the cold moon outside, his eyes filled with something profound. "It's only treating the symptoms, not the root cause. To cure it completely, we have to go back to Nirvana Mountain! But what about now? We can't leave until we've completely cut off the dirty hands that the Dong family has extended into Dongyang!"

He paused, then chuckled mockingly: "It's become a competition. On one side, there's an increasingly rapid calamity, and on the other, the boss is extending his reach into Dongyang, one hand after another, to see who can't hold on any longer."

Lin Yuqing gripped his hands tightly, her usually bright eyes revealing an unprecedented determination: "If you can't hold on, you definitely won't be here. Our lives are intertwined, and I'll stay with you."

Ye Feng looked at her, and his heart burned with passion.

"When I came down the mountain, I treated myself as if I were alone. I had been going through this ordeal alone for the past six months. I was going to die alone, without any burden. Even if I died, no one would shed a tear for me."

"But now, these three words, 'running alongside you,' have made him, for the first time in his life, somewhat greedy about 'survival'..."

"For no other reason than the woman beside him, he'd risk his life for her!"

"He has to survive, protect her, and before the ledger of death, which should have devoured him completely, is torn apart, he has to tear off inch by inch of this net that is coming toward her..."

At that moment, the old cell phone that had been lying on the table for a long time suddenly vibrated.

This was a message from Old Zhou: "Something very interesting has happened!"

Ye Feng picked up his phone, glanced at it, and frowned.

"Oh?!" Lin Yuqing asked curiously.

"Several uninvited guests visited Dongyang City last night!" Ye Feng handed her his phone.

"A family of doctors?"

"Can't find out anything about them?"

"That's right! And they specifically want to see you."

Outside, the night was as dark as ink.

As Ye Feng looked at the text message, he vaguely sensed something was amiss: the Yun family, who had appeared out of nowhere and whose details were impossible to ascertain, seemed to have some connection with the mountain he wanted to visit.

That thing that exists above people seems to have come knocking on their door before they could.