Yu Tianheng approached Hu Liena and said coldly, "Instead of getting away with a verbal spar, you'd be better off saving your energy to heal your wounds."
Turn around, I'll apply the medicine for you!
"No need, I can do it myself!"
Can you reach it?
"..."
Left with no other choice, Hu Liena turned over, lay face down on the bed, and let Yu Tianheng help her apply the medicine.
Yu Tianheng's hands moved steadily, and the ointment was evenly applied to Hu Liena's wound, with a cool and refreshing feel.
Hu Liena pursed her lips and stopped speaking. She knew how weak her words had been—the penetrating wound in her abdomen had almost drained all her strength. If Yu Tianheng hadn't arrived in time, she wouldn't have been able to deal with those people; she would probably be a pile of mangled flesh in the alley by now.
But... asking her to speak softly to the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, who has always been at odds with her, is harder than killing her.
Yu Tianheng seemed to see through her thoughts. He continued applying the medicine without stopping, but a faint smile remained on his lips, as if he were watching a small beast that was clearly injured but insisted on raising its sharp quills.
After the healing medicine was applied, it took effect quickly. In less than a moment, Hu Liena's pierced abdomen healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, comparable to a top-tier healing Soul Skill.
This surprised Hu Liena. "What kind of medicine is this? It's quite effective."
"A unique recipe!" Yu Tianheng said calmly.
"Fine, don't tell me if you don't want to!" Hu Liena snorted coldly and didn't ask any more questions.
After a moment, Hu Liena spoke up, "By the way, with your strength, you must have entered the Slaughter City to obtain that thing. However, that thing is on the Hell Road, which is a hundred times more dangerous than the Hell Road Slaughter City. How about we join forces?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng's gaze sharpened. In the original storyline, this suggestion was made by Hu Liena to Tang San after his appearance had changed.
Hu Liena and Tang San teamed up to brave the Hell Road, mainly due to the difficulty of the Hell Road, as well as the mission from the Spirit Hall. Of course, her goodwill towards Tang San also played a role.
After all, the Hell Road is extremely dangerous, and countless powerful figures have perished there over the centuries. Hu Liena knew that it would be difficult to pass through on her own, but Tang San was strong and had demonstrated extraordinary abilities in the Slaughter City. Hu Liena valued Tang San's strength and believed that forming an alliance with him would greatly increase the chances of passing through.
In the Slaughter City, Hu Liena was attracted to Tang San, who was using the alias Tang Yin. Tang San's strength and temperament made her admire him. This affection made her more willing to cooperate with Tang San, and also made her believe in Tang San to a certain extent, thinking that the two of them working together was feasible. Subconsciously, she also did not want to see Tang San take risks alone.
However, because Yu Tianheng arrived ahead of schedule and displayed remarkable combat power, and also saved Hu Liena this time, Hu Liena changed the object of her invitation to Yu Tianheng instead.
In truth, with Yu Tianheng's strength, he was quite confident that he could pass through the Hell Road alone without needing to join forces with others. But since Hu Liena had said so, Yu Tianheng didn't mind giving her a hand.
So he nodded in agreement. "We can team up, but the prerequisite is that we both need to achieve a hundred consecutive wins in the Hell Slaughter Arena to qualify for the Hell Road. I have no problem, but you'll have a tough time."
Upon hearing this, Hu Liena was annoyed, but then she saw Yu Tianheng throw over a porcelain bottle, which was the elixir she had previously used to heal her wounds.
"Here's the medicine. You can use it if you get injured in battle; it will help heal wounds quickly. Get some rest. I have other things to do, so I won't bother you any longer."
After saying that, Yu Tianheng turned and went downstairs.
At this moment, Hu Liena watched Yu Tianheng's retreating figure as he went downstairs, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the ointment under her sleeve.
Her heart felt as if it had been gently bumped by something, rippling outwards. There was joy in it all; in this purgatory where everyone was only concerned with their own survival, someone had actually noticed her wounds and even offered her ointment. This unexpected concern was like a sliver of light seeping through a crack in the window in the dead of winter, leaving her somewhat dazed.
But confusion followed. She was the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, he was the heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; they should have been enemies with opposing stances. Slaughter City, their respective factions were on the verge of conflict. What was this relationship? Was it a momentary act of compassion, or was there another motive?
She clenched her fist tightly, the coolness of the porcelain vase seeping through the fabric. Strangely, though the feeling of being cared for was inappropriate and should have made her wary, she didn't dislike it.
Even... a subtle warmth quietly grew in my heart, completely out of place with the coldness of this Slaughter City.
The footsteps downstairs gradually faded away. Hu Liena let out a soft sigh, lay down on the bed, and the slight coolness of her fingertips still reminded her of that brief encounter.
In the basement, Yu Tianheng sat cross-legged, his fingertips lightly touching his brow—the virtual interface of the System Shop unfolded before his eyes, and the book " Blood Demon Skill " with its blood-red cover floated silently, with countless streams of blood energy seemingly surging between the pages.
"A Heaven-level cultivation technique, indeed domineering." He muttered to himself. Although the Blood Demon Skill was a technique that Yu Tianheng created to cause trouble for Tang San, it was still of a high level. It would be a waste to just leave it uncultivated.
After much deliberation, Yu Tianheng decided to begin his cultivation.
The cultivation method of " Blood Demon Skill " is divided into two parts.
The first part of the cultivation uses the essence and blood of living beings as a guide. Simply put, it involves absorbing the essence and blood of living beings to improve one's own cultivation level, which is undoubtedly a demonic art.
While cultivation can rapidly improve one's cultivation level, it also carries significant hidden dangers, such as the risk of qi deviation.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, Yu Tianheng only taught A Chen the first half of the cultivation technique.
The second half focuses on cultivating one's own blood. The technique states, "If one can condense one's own essence and blood as a source, one can forge an unparalleled foundation of qi and blood."
So Yu Tianheng began his cultivation.
Driven by his True Qi, the methods of the Blood Demon Skill flooded his mind like a tidal wave. Yu Tianheng took a deep breath and circulated the technique as described, guiding the blood in his body to flow more slowly. At first, it was just a warm current flowing through his meridians, but as the technique circulated deeper, the warm current became scorching hot, as if countless tiny flames were burning in his blood vessels.
Instead of searching for the essence of living beings as the conventional methods of cultivation were described, he completely immersed his mind in his body.
With each breath, the blood in his meridians surged. Under the tempering of the cultivation technique, the originally ordinary blood began to emit a faint golden light, and the Bloodline Power contained within it became condensed and thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hmm..." Yu Tianheng groaned, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
The condensation of one's own bodily fluids is a hundred times more painful than absorbing the essence and blood of external objects. The meridians seem to be stretched open by the ever-expanding qi and blood, and then forcibly compressed by the cultivation technique. The intense pain spreads like maggots clinging to the bone.