Ji Yuan naturally had no romantic thoughts about Du Wanyi.
Especially when he saw the vicious wound on her right thigh. It startled him more than a little.
The wound did not look old. She must have suffered it recently.
Though it had healed, he could still see the fresh-red scar, twisted like a centipede.
Judging by its position, a little deeper or a little higher,
and Du Wanyi would have lost her entire right leg.
"Second Sister, how did you suffer such a terrible injury?"
If the external wound was this severe, what about her internal injuries?
He hardly needed to ask.
Du Wanyi lowered her skirt and gave a bitter smile. "I was stationed at the Spirit Vein near Heavenly Profound Mountain. In just three years, we faced five attacks from the Demonic Dao. I was lucky to survive."
"Those damned Demonic Dao cultivators!"
Furious, Ji Yuan slapped the table, though he did not dare put any force behind it.
"I came through the first few attacks fairly well. My cultivation wasn't high, so I didn't have to charge too far forward.
But half a year ago, a Demonic Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage intercepted me. Escaping with my life was a stroke of incredible luck."
Du Wanyi shook her head as she spoke. "I was only allowed to return and recover because my injuries were so severe. Otherwise, I'd probably have been sent somewhere else by now."
"Here, Second Sister. Take this."
Ji Yuan took out an Improved Qi-Blood Pill.
"A Qi-Blood Pill? I've taken one before. It didn't help much."
"Trust me. Take it and you'll see."
Ji Yuan offered no further explanation.
Du Wanyi did not hesitate or press him. She nodded. "All right."
She took it from his hand. The moment she