Pei Ye paid him no further attention. Sword in hand, he turned toward the Stone Prison. Zhang Jingbi's face was already white, his lips purple. Now he struggled to lift his head and looked at him, trembling.
"Don't be afraid," Pei Ye said softly, patting his shoulder. First he unlocked the Magical Artifact shackles suppressing his True Qi, then slowly fed a plentiful stream of True Qi into his body. Only after watching a little color return to that face did he grasp the iron spike in his chest and wrench it out.
The boy collapsed against him, drained of strength. Pei Ye settled him first, then turned toward the two in the corner.
Pei Ye first pressed a hand to Kong Lanting's shoulder to examine him and discovered that their True Qi was merely tangled into disorder inside them. He fed in True Qi to help clear it. The boy could finally make a sound. Tilting his head up, he forced out a hoarse, "Brother Pei Ye."
"Mm. It's all right now." Pei Ye squeezed his icy hand, then turned and placed a hand on Guan Qianyan's shoulder. With his experience treating Kong Lanting, he cleared the girl's energy channels within two breaths. She raised her head, her eyes actually red, with a broad patch around them wet with tears.
Pei Ye paused, then felt around his clothes and took out a scrap of cloth that was not too bloodstained, offering it to her.
Chapter 360: Sword Flow
Pei Ye divided his scant remaining Wound Medicine among them, but Guan Qianyan and Kong Lanting took none, giving all of theirs to Zhang Jingbi.
With the two of them pouring True Qi into him, the boy could now barely stand.
"Young Hero Pei, how are your wounds?" Guan Qianyan looked