Young Master Buying did not mind, nor did he dismiss the irrelevant bystanders.
He simply rolled up his sleeves and treated Zhou You's wound before everyone.
Zhou You moved his hand away from the wound, revealing a sight so shocking it made one's scalp tingle.
"What happened?"
The surrounding provincial governors were all Earth Sect powerhouses, yet none had ever seen such a bizarre wound. It stubbornly clung to Zhou You's chest, like a passage leading outside that continuously drained his blood.
"Have you tried using the power of space to cut away the wound along with the surrounding flesh?"
An Earth Sect expert could divide out a small space and package the wound away, making them immune to the overwhelming majority of poisons, injuries, illnesses, and disasters in the world.
But there were exceptions...
Zhou You shook his head. "It did not work. The assassin's weapon ignored all defenses; it even existed independently of space."
As he said this, he suddenly remembered the fallen Chaluo Zha. The scroll Chaluo Zha had given him might perhaps have been useful.
But regret was useless now. In that situation, he could not possibly have pinned his hopes on something of unknown origin.
"Move aside, all of you. Give me room to work."
Young Master Buying held a bronze weight between his fingers and stared at Zhou You's wound, every strand of his brows standing erect.
An aura rose from his body. The surrounding provincial governors had already backed away, with the nearest at least a hundred meters away, yet repelled by that aura, they instinctively retreated another hundred meters.
The changes happening to Young Master Buying became increasingly eye-catching. Holding the bronze weight, he pressed it downward.
Though the bronze weight was small, it carried the force of a thousand catties bearing