"It was me. You can call me Linglong too." Yu Linglong helped Chu Pu up, unable to stop herself from frowning. That sword strike had been no illusion—it had truly pierced through her spine. The blood seeping out had not only soaked her clothes, but stained a large stretch of the floor red. "Your injury..."
"It's serious, but it won't kill me." She drew a breath and leaned back into Yu Linglong's arms, making the latter's body tense slightly. Before setting out, Xia Fan had warned her not to reveal her true sex, lest it provoke the Yuheng Envoy's distaste. So she could only pretend nothing was amiss and gently steady the other woman.
"There's a Dui Technique Talisman for healing in my waist pouch. Please get it for me."
Yu Linglong did as she was told.
Chu Pu held one corner of the Talisman between her bloodied lips and began to cast the Dui Technique. A moment later, though half her body remained paralyzed, the bleeding had visibly improved.
This secretly astonished Yu Linglong at her talent.
After all, the Dui Technique and Kan Technique were almost completely opposing trigrams. Even Jinxia Sorcerers who had received a full general education found it difficult to achieve anything in both fields at once. Yet someone from Xu State could do so. Her talent was likely a notch above even Luo Qingqing, another genius.
"...Was there really a need to go this far?"
Yu Linglong only asked after she had finished casting her technique.
The spinal nerves controlled bodily movement and sensory feedback. Even if they were healed, lasting complications could easily remain. The Yuheng Envoy might have kept her life, but she would forever be constrained by this grievous wound. Her mobility would never again reach its current peak.
"If I