Saving Someone

"Young Master Ning, what... what should we do now?" Yu Yan was so anxious she was about to cry.

Yu Ningsheng naturally didn't expect Ning Xiaochuan to be able to save her. After all, even a Martial Venerable level figure like the previous generation of the Sword Pavilion Marquis had died from the Evil Dragon's poison. Even a great Heart Nourisher probably couldn't save her! Perhaps this was fate!

Ning Xiaochuan wrapped the Evil Dragon Scale in cloth and said, "The poison hasn't invaded the heart meridian yet, there's still hope. Let's do a blood transfusion!"

"There's still hope?"

"A blood transfusion?"

Yu Ningsheng found it bizarre, never having heard of someone's blood being replaced.

A blood transfusion was a high-risk procedure. Ning Xiaochuan knew it would be difficult to explain to them, and he didn't have time to explain much at this moment.

Ning Xiaochuan carried Yu Ningsheng into the Azure Deer Horse carriage and quickly drove the carriage away from there.

Not long after they left, a dark shadow arrived, looked at Hei Lin, who was frozen to death, and found the bodies of two other Black Armor Warriors in the forest.

"They're all dead. I must report back to Fourth Master immediately." The dark shadow felt a chill in his heart, cleaned up the five corpses on the ground, and immediately returned to the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion.

Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion.

"Bang!"

Ning Qianwu smashed the black table in front of him with a palm strike. The Profound Qi on his palm formed circles of swirling air currents, and wood fragments scattered all over the ground. "Useless, all useless. Five assassins went to kill a sickly invalid with no strength to truss a chicken, and they were completely wiped out."

Ning Qianwu trembled with anger, his eyes almost spitting fire.

A Black Armor Warrior knelt below, pushed back ten feet by the powerful Martial Dao Profound Qi emanating from Ning Qianwu. He was quite wary of this Fourth Master of the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion, and said with awe, "Hei Lin was killed by sword energy piercing his body and frozen to death by cold air, while the other four died from the Blood Devouring Demon Art and turned into dried corpses." He paused, then added, "Very similar to the deaths of Young Master Han and the two servants."

Ning Qianwu took a deep breath, calming his anger, and said, "The Old Marquis said this was not the work of the Blood Devouring Demon Sect, so it definitely wasn't the work of the Blood Devouring Demon Sect."

He paused, his eyes narrowing. "Could there be someone else who knows this Demon Art and is deliberately opposing me?"

Ning Qianwu pondered for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He said coldly, "Where did that sickly invalid go?"

"Judging from the carriage tracks, he should have gone to Begonia Manor. Should this subordinate take people to retrieve the Gold Thread Purple Wood and kill that useless sickly invalid?" The Black Armor Warrior kneeling below said with a sinister tone, his eyes filled with dark killing intent.

Ning Qianwu shook his head and said, "Too late! Once Sickly Ning reaches Begonia Manor, we can't touch him. He's just a sickly invalid anyway, with only half a year left to live. He can't cause any big waves. If we forcibly move against him, the Old Marquis will definitely not let it go. We need to thoroughly investigate the identity of that mysterious expert who has repeatedly ruined my plans and cultivates the Blood Devouring Demon Art! I'll leave this matter to you!"

"This subordinate obeys!" The Black Armor Warrior retreated.

Ning Xiaochuan cracked the whip, driving the Azure Deer Horse carriage, speeding towards Begonia Manor!

"Young Master, someone from the Marquis's Mansion wants to kill you, why are we still going to Begonia Manor?" Yu Yan asked, puzzled.

Ning Xiaochuan said, "Going to Begonia Manor is the only way to survive. The people in the Marquis's Mansion want to kill me, but why didn't they wait until I reached Begonia Manor to act, and instead hid their identities to ambush me on the way?"

"Why is that?"

Ning Xiaochuan said, "Because everyone knows that Begonia Manor is a property of the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion. In the Imperial City, who would dare to break into Begonia Manor to kill someone except for the people in the Marquis's Mansion? So, if I die inside Begonia Manor, then the Old Marquis will immediately know that it was the people in the Marquis's Mansion who did it, and a thorough investigation will be carried out, and many people will suffer. My opponent isn't that stupid!"

Yu Ningsheng sat in the carriage, leaning against the wall, using her profound Martial Dao Profound Qi to suppress her injuries. Her eyes, more beautiful than the stars and moon, lifted up, and she couldn't help but think highly of Ning Xiaochuan. "I didn't expect your mind to be so meticulous. It seems everyone has underestimated you, the sickly invalid in the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion. Your mind doesn't seem like that of a sixteen-year-old boy. Cough cough!"

Yu Ningsheng placed a snow-white hand on her chest, but the blood continued to flow, dripping onto the wooden planks of the carriage, the poisonous blood corroding through the planks! Ning Xiaochuan cracked the whip even harder, and soon arrived at Begonia Manor, driving the carriage into the manor.

Inside the manor, many servants came out to greet them, stewards, maids, guards, and so on. There were a total of several hundred people.

"Give me a quiet room, a jar of wine, a needle, silk thread, quickly! Wait a moment, it would be best to also fetch a basin of hot water." Ning Xiaochuan carried Yu Ningsheng down from the Azure Deer Horse carriage, and under the guidance of the old steward, came to a spacious room and placed her on the Purple Jade Bed.

Begonia Manor was in a chaotic mess, some people went to fetch wine, some went to find needles, some went to get silk thread, some went to heat water.

No one knew why Ning Xiaochuan wanted these things.

In the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion, Ning Xiaochuan was a useless sickly invalid.

However, in Begonia Manor, he was the master of the manor, and these servants who had sold themselves to the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion naturally had to obey his orders.

A person's status is naturally different in different places.

Ning Xiaochuan disinfected the needle with alcohol, threaded it with silk thread, and skillfully untied Yu Ningsheng's silk robe again.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Ningsheng naturally wouldn't let Ning Xiaochuan easily untie her clothes again, but she was already quite weak, and the toxicity of the Evil Dragon Scale was gradually invading her Martial Heart Palace.

Ning Xiaochuan wanted to use force, she would not be able to resist at all right now.

However, Ning Xiaochuan still retracted his hand, and said patiently, "Your wound has been infected by the Evil Dragon poison. With your Martial Dao Profound Qi, the wound can no longer heal, nor can it stop the blood loss. Now, I can only suture your wound, otherwise you will soon die from excessive blood loss."

Yu Ningsheng had already lost a lot of blood, and her white silk robe had turned blood red, making her look very haggard, like a white orchid flower that had been battered by wind and rain.

For martial practitioners, small wounds can be stopped with a little bandaging.

Even large-area knife wounds and sword wounds can be sealed with Martial Dao Profound Qi, and then nourished with Martial Dao Profound Qi to heal the wound.

If it were ordinary poison, it would no longer be a threat to a Divine Body Realm Martial Dao expert. The blood in their body could temper away the toxins.

However, Yu Ningsheng was poisoned by an Evil Dragon Scale. The Evil Dragon's poison was too strong, suppressing her to the point where she couldn't even circulate her Martial Dao Profound Qi. Naturally, she couldn't seal her own blood vessels and could only watch helplessly as her blood drained away.

Yu Yan stood aside, tightly clenching her fingers, and said nervously, "Sewing up the wound with needle and thread, is... is that really going to work?"

Yu Ningsheng had also never seen anyone sew up a wound with needle and thread, but when she saw Ning Xiaochuan's always calm eyes, she felt a sense of trust in him for some reason. She gently bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, slowly closed her eyes, and said, "I'll trust you this once!"

Ning Xiaochuan walked over and uncovered her close-fitting clothes.

Ning Xiaochuan glanced slightly at her cheek. Although she was wearing a veil, he could guess that she was definitely a stunning beauty.

If the veil were lifted, that beautiful face would probably drive all the men in the world crazy.

After only a moment's pause, Ning Xiaochuan regained his composure and quickly began to suture the wound.

Without using anesthesia, the Evil Dragon's poison had already numbed her chest.

Soon, Ning Xiaochuan finished suturing the wound, and the bleeding finally stopped.

"Is it okay now?" Yu Yan also breathed a long sigh of relief, sweat stains appearing between her fingers, feeling that she was even more nervous than Ning Xiaochuan and Yu Ningsheng.

Ning Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "The Evil Dragon's poison has already invaded her blood. With her cultivation, she can't refine this toxin at all. Once the toxin invades her Martial Heart Palace, her Martial Dao cultivation will be completely lost, and her body will turn into a pool of pus and blood."

"Young Master Ning, you must save Miss, I beg you, I beg you." Yu Yan knelt directly before Ning Xiaochuan.

Yu Ningsheng slowly opened her eyes and said faintly, "Didn't you say you could do a blood transfusion?"

Ning Xiaochuan nodded and said, "The risk of a blood transfusion is very high. The human body's rejection of foreign blood is also very strong. Without some special medicine, you may die from the rejection of different blood types. Do you dare to try?"

"Do I have another choice?" Yu Ningsheng smiled faintly, her pair of beautiful dark eyes as beautiful as the stars in the sky, and there was not a trace of fear of death in her eyes.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at her eyes and only felt that all the women's eyes he had seen before combined were not as beautiful as hers, and said, "Then let's begin!"

Yu Ningsheng's bloodline belonged to the Yin Attribute. Only people with Yin Attribute bloodlines and Primal Chaos Attribute bloodlines could give her a blood transfusion, and Ning Xiaochuan happened to have a Primal Chaos Attribute bloodline.

Although the risk of a blood transfusion was high, the physical fitness of the martial practitioners in this world was extremely strong, especially those whose cultivation had reached the Divine Body Realm. Their physical bodies were simply extraordinary and could withstand the risk of a blood transfusion.

Half of the blood in Ning Xiaochuan's body flowed into Yu Ningsheng's body, while the poisonous blood in Yu Ningsheng's body was released. This process took a full three hours.

When the last trace of poisonous blood flowed out of her body, she immediately circulated her Martial Dao Profound Qi, sealed the blood vessels in the wound, and then cut off Ning Xiaochuan's continued blood transfusion to her.

Ning Xiaochuan was also extremely weak. Giving someone half of his blood was something he couldn't have imagined before, but today he miraculously did it.

It must be related to the Demon Sword inside the Blood Aperture. When my blood is consumed in large quantities, the Demon Sword will release more blood to replenish my body's consumption. What kind of sword is this?

Ning Xiaochuan asked Yu Yan to take care of Yu Ningsheng, and he left, entered his own room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to study this Demon Sword.

This Demon Sword had saved his life more than once. It could absorb human blood and plunder Blood Accumulation Elixir, as if it had its own soul.