The familiar surroundings, the familiar predicament. But compared to last time, Lu Ye only needed to lie in bed for three days before he could get up and walk around.
Wounds inflicted by sharp weapons were undoubtedly easier to recover from. Coupled with the daily care of Hua Ci, a Medical Cultivator, he felt that he would not take long to fully recover.
He had not been idle these past few days. In coordination with Hua Ci's treatment, he took several Healing Pills to speed up his recovery. At the same time, he refined some Minor Restoration Pills to replenish his Spiritual Power.
Several more days passed, and his injuries improved further.
Under the moonlight, Lu Ye practiced his blade. Beneath a large tree not far away, Amber lay there dozing, occasionally opening its bloody maw in a yawn. Yiyi sat with her back against Amber's soft belly, her arms wrapped around her knees, lost in thoughts unknown.
After a long while, she finally sighed and quietly said to Amber, "Amber, we're so useless."
She felt this way because she had realized that ever since they followed Lu Ye out of Green Cloud Mountain, there had been little they could do. In every life-and-death battle Lu Ye took part in, the two of them found it difficult to intervene.
It had been the same when facing Dong Shuye's pursuit, and when Lu Ye fought Senior Brother Zhou to the death.
In the final analysis, they were simply too weak.
Amber's greatest use was carrying Lu Ye on the road, while her own greatest use was keeping watch over their surroundings whenever Lu Ye rested.
It left Yiyi feeling somewhat powerless. If she and Amber had been able to help Lu Ye before, he would not have suffered such severe injuries.