Healing Wounds

"Kill her for me!" Luo Tian said weakly. Hua Menghan's sword had shattered his heart meridians, leaving him without the strength to even speak. If he didn't receive treatment quickly, he wouldn't be far from death.

As soon as Luo Tian finished speaking, a sharp whistling sound pierced the air, and nine massive blade shadows appeared in the sky.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In almost an instant, nine peak Houtian Ninth Stage martial artists were cut in half.

The attack was immense, catching both Luo Tian and Hua Menghan by surprise.

"Who dares to ambush subordinates of my Luo family!" Luo Tian said, furious.

"It's me!" Ye Xiwen strode out from behind the trees, holding a long saber.

"Kid, who are you? Do you know how powerful our Luo family is? Are you looking to die!" Luo Tian said with a ferocious expression.

"It's you who are looking to die. You dare to attack a disciple of my Yi Yuan Sect, you must be tired of living!" Ye Xiwen said coldly.

Upon hearing that they were disciples of the Yi Yuan Sect, Hua Menghan's heart immediately relaxed.

"You're dead. You ant who hasn't even reached the Xiantian realm, how dare you interfere in the feud between our Luo family and her? You'll be lucky if your entire clan isn't wiped out!" Luo Tian blustered. "It's not too late to regret it. If you kill Hua Menghan and then serve me like an ox or horse, I'll spare you!"

Ye Xiwen's eyes flashed with killing intent. Threatening him with his family? He had no attachments in this world except for his family. During his time here, his family had given him warmth and a sense of belonging.

"Serve like an ox or horse..." Before Ye Xiwen could finish speaking, a saber light flashed, illuminating the sky. He unleashed a strike in an instant.

"You dare..." Luo Tian said in disbelief. Before he could finish, his head was severed from his body.

He never imagined that he would die at the hands of a mere boy who hadn't even reached the Xiantian realm.

Seeing Luo Tian dead, the remaining burly men in tight clothes scattered like startled birds, shouting as they fled.

"Don't let them escape!" Hua Menghan called out.

Ye Xiwen wouldn't let them escape even without her reminder. If you don't cut the grass at the roots, it will grow back with the spring breeze!

Although the remaining martial artists were all peak Houtian Ninth Stage experts, they had the misfortune of encountering Ye Xiwen, this great god of slaughter. Apart from Xiantian experts, Ye Xiwen feared no one.

Seeing Ye Xiwen slaughter them all, Hua Menghan finally relaxed her mind and fainted.

Ye Xiwen searched Luo Tian's body for his Storage Ring and, without looking closely, put it into his own Storage Ring.

He walked over to Hua Menghan and examined her. The poison in her body was already very severe, but Ye Xiwen couldn't just ignore it. After all, she was a fellow disciple, and not his enemy. He had no choice but to pick her up and leap through the forest. He stopped when he found a cave. Bringing her back to the Yi Yuan Sect would have been the most suitable option, but judging by Hua Menghan's condition, she wouldn't have been able to wait that long.

In the dim cave, Ye Xiwen sat Hua Menghan up. He placed his palms on her back and began to transfer his Zhenqi into her body.

As his Zhenqi probed, Ye Xiwen realized that Hua Menghan's body was a complete mess. Her originally inexhaustible Xiantian Zhenqi had lost its direction after she lost consciousness and was fighting independently. However, the poison was incredibly potent, so much so that even Xiantian Zhenqi couldn't suppress it.

As Ye Xiwen's Zhenqi entered, it hissed upon contact with the poison, and his Zhenqi was actually being dissolved.

Ye Xiwen secretly marveled. What kind of poison was this, capable of corroding and dissolving Zhenqi? It was a miracle that Hua Menghan could still fight for so long after being poisoned. Any ordinary Houtian martial artist would have died instantly from a single drop.

However, Ye Xiwen didn't have time to think much about it. He continuously poured his Zhenqi into Hua Menghan's body, helping her regulate the toxins within. The Ming Yu Gong was righteous and peaceful, and it also had a strong inhibitory effect on poisons.

But Ye Xiwen was, after all, only a Houtian martial artist. His Zhenqi was also Houtian Zhenqi, and it was consumed very quickly. The recovery speed was far from keeping up with the consumption rate.

Before long, Ye Xiwen's Zhenqi was completely depleted. He had no choice but to take out the Zhenqi recovery pills he had obtained from Zhao Qiyan and An Yunpeng. As successors specially trained by major powers, they naturally had a large supply of such pills, so there was no shortage of them.

Ye Xiwen didn't hesitate, grabbing a handful and stuffing them into his mouth. After converting them into Zhenqi, he continued to transfer them into Hua Menghan's body.

Time ticked by, and three days passed in the blink of an eye. For these three days, Ye Xiwen dared not slacken for a moment, continuously transferring Zhenqi to help her sort out the chaotic situation within her body. Finally, he managed to suppress the toxins.

However, at this point, all the Zhenqi recovery pills Ye Xiwen had were gone. He became anxious. Once his Zhenqi was depleted, the toxins would inevitably return.

During these three days, Ye Xiwen also benefited greatly. By continuously depleting his Zhenqi and then frantically replenishing it, his meridians had actually widened by a third compared to before. It was fortunate that his body had been transformed by that mysterious ball of light. Any other martial artist of the same realm would have exploded by now.

The wider the meridians, the greater the power displayed by the techniques!

Furthermore, by directing his Zhenqi to fight alongside Hua Menghan's Xiantian Zhenqi during this period, Ye Xiwen's understanding of Xiantian Zhenqi had also rapidly improved. Originally, Xiantian Zhenqi and Houtian Zhenqi were like two different worlds to him. But after this period of healing, his understanding of Xiantian Zhenqi had advanced by leaps and bounds. He could even begin to refine Houtian Zhenqi into Xiantian Zhenqi, although it consumed more Zhenqi. It took about a hundred strands of Houtian Zhenqi to refine one strand of Xiantian Zhenqi, which was a qualitative leap.

However, this couldn't go on. If it continued like this, the toxins would eventually relapse. Ye Xiwen had no choice but to take her back to the Yi Yuan Sect to see his father.

At this moment, Hua Menghan let out a soft moan and regained consciousness, slowly waking up.

"You're awake!" Ye Xiwen said with surprise. It would be much easier now that Hua Menghan was awake.

"Where is this!" Hua Menghan asked weakly, collapsing into Ye Xiwen's arms.

"This is a cave. I brought you here to heal!" The soft jade and warm fragrance filled his embrace, but Ye Xiwen had no thoughts of anything inappropriate at this moment.

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