News of her awakening spread like wildfire. Not only did the Dean personally come to examine her, but Mu Sheng, Nan Fei and his sister, and Yong Xing also took turns looking after her.
Ever since Nan Nan had whispered the truth in her ear, she always took a second look whenever the heroine returned. Apart from the keenly detectable scent of blood, nothing about her appearance betrayed that she had just fought a life-and-death duel in the arena.
Dongfang Minghui had grown used to having her face and hands wiped whenever the other woman returned, especially her fingers. Every time, they were cleaned so meticulously that she began to wonder: Did the heroine have a hand fetish?
As Qian Wanyu wiped her down, she suddenly noticed a pile of porcelain bottles appearing before her. She picked up one or two and examined them. They all contained pills for treating external injuries and replenishing energy.
Objects inside the storage space could appear of their own accord at their owner's will.
"Are these for me?"
Dongfang Minghui shifted her eyes slightly. In truth, she did not object to Seventh Sister improving her cultivation this way. But Seventh Sister never took enough care of herself; even covered in wounds, she did not think to treat them.
Qian Wanyu smiled and put all the porcelain bottles into her own storage space.
"Seventh Sister will carry you outside."
Perhaps because Love Flower had verified it repeatedly, they all agreed that nighttime was when the spiritual energy in the courtyard was richest. Qian Wanyu always brought her outside from around dusk until dawn. A very thin beast-hide rug lay beneath her, keeping her close to the ground, and Qian Wanyu propped her against Blue Star Dream's tree.
Blue Star Dream obligingly positioned two branches around