Ms. Doctor Divine

Chapter 2150 - 2150: Backbone

In a recent encounter…

Had their pace been any slower, they would have found themselves ensnared within Xuhai City’s confines, ensnared by the Undead Race. Given their current levels of cultivation, leaving the city would prove nigh impossible.

And yet, amidst this crisis, an unexpected decision emerged.

Observing disciples from other sects congregated in a distant corner, an unsettling feeling gripped her.

Gu Chaoyan’s gaze bore into the Undead Race.

An embarrassed smile played across the features of the Undead Race.

It was as though Gu Chaoyan had deciphered the scheme, leaving the Undead Race exposed and disconcerted.

“They’ve set us up!” jubilant exclamations erupted among the Undead Race disciples, poised to assault their now fleeing counterparts. In a spontaneous act, the Undead Race fled, met with no intervention from Gu Chaoyan. Pausing briefly, she eventually embarked on pursuit.

With an additional directive, she uttered, “Press onward to the Supreme Sect without halting. I shall rejoin you.”

Having issued her command, Gu Chaoyan surged after the fleeing Undead

Race.

A prolonged chase unfolded.

Only after a substantial distance had been covered did Gu Chaoyan finally close in on the Undead Race.

The countenance of the Undead Race bore a palpable dismay, an emotion unanticipated due to Gu Chaoyan’s successful pursuit. With a sense of commiseration, a pitiable smile graced their features. “I forewarned you of the peril that shrouds Xuhai City, where your disciples might have met their demise. Yet, resolute you remained in your quest, absolving me of responsibility.”

A palpable detachment cloaked the Undead Race.

Indeed, the sentiment they conveyed.

However…

Irrespective of the facade, escape eluded the Undead Race’s grasp.

Swiftly, Gu Chaoyan brandished the white jade sword, an action that caught the Undead Race off guard. At the instant their mouth parted, Gu Chaoyan deftly introduced a pill into it.

Although the Undead Race struggled to expel the pill, their efforts proved futile.

“What have you subjected me to?” A surge of fury engulfed the Undead Race.

“Pernicious pills. While death may evade the Undead Race, these shall evoke yearnings for its embrace,” Gu Chaoyan responded, a smirk curving her lips. “Each takes effect bi-monthly. An antidote is yours, on the condition you accede.”

Her sinister grin now adorned her features. “How about entering my service?” Gu Chaoyan’s inquiry was laden with implications.

“Unfeasible. We bend to no master,” the Undead Race asserted, reclaiming their characteristic demeanor.

“Then, a collaboration?” Gu Chaoyan’s proposition lowered a notch, a sigh underscoring her words.

Intricacies seemed to permeate every facet of her existence of late.

Monsters of demonic ilk readily succumbed to servitude.

Yet, her own experiences contradicted this notion.

The Dragonman encounter exemplified this incongruity; beseeching for gold, silver, and gems, their compliance eluded her.

Even now, the Undead Race resisted allegiance despite their precarious situation.

Internal vexation burgeoned within Gu Chaoyan.

“Never shall I yield under duress,” the Undead Race proclaimed with an air of pride..