Chapter 93: Thousands of Wildfires
Tong Gong was a bow, Xu Yourong's most powerful tool, and also the spatial artifact of Holy Maiden Peak. In a sense, it was like Stainless Sword to Chen Changsheng.
At this moment, Tong Gong was placed upright on Chen Changsheng's chest and abdomen. Xu Yourong focused intently on the point of contact, her fingers lightly plucking the bowstring. It vibrated at an unimaginable speed, turning into a blur invisible to the naked eye, accompanied by a humming sound like a zither.
Chen Changsheng had bathed in dragon blood, which was comparable to the most perfect marrow cleansing. Ordinary weapons simply could not pierce his skin. But now, with the vibration of the bowstring, a tiny cut gradually opened on his chest. This was probably the principle of entering the tangible through the intangible.
Xu Yourong certainly would not let his blood flow out through that wound. With a light wave of her left hand, a clear light naturally scattered, sealing the wound off from the outside. At the same time, her divine sense stirred slightly, and the burning True Phoenix Blood on her wrist extinguished, no longer radiating its immense power, flowing like water.
Her blood slowly trickled down the smooth bow body. Relying on the natural gathering of the spatial artifact, it formed an extremely fine thread of blood, entering Chen Changsheng's body through the wound.
After a long time, she stopped her movements, repairing Chen Changsheng's wound as quickly as possible. Her face was pale and she looked very weak, perhaps due to excessive blood loss.
But she did not rest, because the treatment was not over. She raised her right arm, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, held Chen Changsheng's hand, closed her eyes, and began to mobilize her divine sense.
Relying on the inseparable intimate connection with the True Phoenix Blood, her divine sense entered Chen Changsheng's body without any obstacles. Following the True Phoenix Blood, it moved freely through his body, seeing the severed meridians and many more grim scenes.
Countless streams of blood continuously surged into his body through the broken meridians, filling the gaps between his organs. That was his true blood, containing his soul essence, inexplicably holding an endless vitality. Although she had not physically touched it, only seen it with her spiritual sense, and although she was willing to dedicate her life to him, at that moment, her spiritual world still began to tremble, giving rise to an extremely intense desire to seize it.
Xu Yourong kept her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling, her face growing even paler. Fortunately, the saliva transformed from the honey date in her mouth helped her guard her Dao heart, preventing any problems.
By now, the True Phoenix Blood had dispersed throughout Chen Changsheng's body. The seventy-two meridians, over three hundred energy apertures—even the tiniest places, like the roots of his pores—all contained traces of that blood.
It was at this moment.
Xu Yourong's divine sense moved swiftly. The True Phoenix Blood attached to the various broken meridians ignited almost simultaneously. Thousands of tiny flames sprang up inside Chen Changsheng's body!
An instant later, all the flames went out.
Except for a faint burnt smell, there was no sign of what had just happened.
She had set a fire inside Chen Changsheng's body, a wildfire that swept across the plains.
She had turned the True Phoenix Blood into the finest particles, burning the broken ends of the meridians to stop the bleeding, without damaging the extremely thin and fragile meridian walls.
Xu Yourong opened her eyes, looked at Chen Changsheng on the bed, and confirmed that his injuries were under control. She finally relaxed. There were thousands of bleeding points on the seventy-two meridians, all now cauterized and sealed. He was no longer bleeding internally; at least there was no need to worry about him not surviving the night.
The Heaven Elder had determined that Chen Changsheng could not live, precisely because injuries like severed meridians were incurable, especially without using the Holy Light Technique. Who could have imagined that Xu Yourong could come up with such an ingenious idea and execute such a miraculous method?
By transfusing her True Phoenix Blood into Chen Changsheng's body, she not only helped stop his internal bleeding but also accomplished another equally important task: replenishing his blood.
No physician in the world would choose this method of blood replenishment, because different people have different blood. Different blood in the same body would conflict, causing the person to die faster.
True Phoenix Blood was certainly precious, but not everyone could withstand it. It was, after all, the most domineering true blood in the world. Even though her divine sense had suppressed all its energy, its inherent nature was still too overbearing. More importantly, her blood was fundamentally different from everyone else's.
Chen Changsheng's blood was also different from everyone else's. His blood was the purest, containing endless life force. That was why, back in the Zhou Garden, he could replenish Xu Yourong's blood. Now, Xu Yourong's blood had long since merged with his blood, so naturally, she could replenish his.
He had insisted on saving her back then; now she could save him. The logic was that simple.
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Zhe Xiu's legs had not been broken by the female disciples of Southern Creek Monastery, nor had the scene of blood flowing like a river appeared in front of the building. The reason was also simple: Tang Thirty-Six was by his side.
"He won't be in trouble. Don't worry," he said to Zhe Xiu.
Zhe Xiu looked at him expressionlessly and said, "You trust Xu Yourong that much?"
Tang Thirty-Six said, "Even if the whole world harms him, she won't."
Zhe Xiu didn't understand.
The whole world—at least everyone on Cold Mountain at that moment—also couldn't understand.
When the Heaven Elder left earlier, he hadn't said much, only that the Holy Maiden would be looking after things inside. Hearing this, people were even more shocked and confused.
What was Xu Yourong's status? It was already hard to understand that she had risked danger to save Chen Changsheng earlier. Now she was personally attending to him? If she were still his fiancée, that would make some sense. But hadn't the engagement been dissolved long ago? Wasn't it said that she detested him?
The expressions of the Li Mountain disciples were somewhat strange. Gou Hanshi was lost in thought. Guan Feibai couldn't help muttering under his breath, "No wonder the senior brother wanted to stay far away."
The night clouds had scattered. Starlight shone on the lake, everything quiet. People harbored various thoughts. After an unknown amount of time, with the sound of a door opening, Xu Yourong walked out of the building.
The crowd surged toward her like a tide.
The Southern Creek Monastery sword formation dispersed but still stood guard in front of Xu Yourong.
No one dared to ask anything proactively. Xu Yourong looked at Tang Thirty-Six and Zhe Xiu and said, "He hasn't woken up yet. You two go watch him. I need to rest for a while."
Only then did people notice that her face was as white as snow, and she looked extremely exhausted.
Linghai Zhiwang said, "Let me go check on Dean Chen first."
Xu Yourong shook her head, calm but firm.
Linghai Zhiwang frowned slightly, puzzled and somewhat annoyed. He thought that since they were on the same side, they should have the leading role in this matter, but he was refused.
"What he needs most right now is rest. We'll talk about other things tomorrow."
After saying this, she left under the escort of the Southern Creek Monastery disciples.
Not all of them left with her. Several dozen Southern Creek Monastery disciples remained in front of the small building, reforming the sword formation to block everyone else. Only Tang Thirty-Six and Zhe Xiu were allowed inside.
The crowd outside the building gradually dispersed. People thought Chen Changsheng had encountered some problem while breaking through to Star Condensation, and with the Heaven Pavilion and the Holy Maiden, who was best at the Holy Light Technique, personally intervening, there would naturally be no major issue. Not a single person imagined that if not for Xu Yourong that night, Chen Changsheng might already be dead.
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At five in the morning, Chen Changsheng woke up.
He knew it was five in the morning because for countless days past, he had always woken up at this time. So for a moment, he didn't remember what had happened yesterday and prepared to get up.
Then he realized he wasn't wearing any clothes.
Then he noticed that Tang Thirty-Six and Zhe Xiu were both by the bed, staring at him.
This made him very uncomfortable.
It was then that he remembered what had happened yesterday, and his expression changed slightly.
Tang Thirty-Six saw him awake, his expression relaxing slightly, but he didn't intend to talk to him. He turned and walked out of the building, saying, "I'll go notify the Southern Creek Monastery side."
Chen Changsheng said, "No, she doesn't want people to know about our relationship."
As he said this, he subconsciously glanced at Zhe Xiu, thinking that if Tang Thirty-Six hadn't hidden things from Zhe Xiu earlier, had Tang Thirty-Six told him everything while he was unconscious?
"The whole world knows now."
Tang Thirty-Six replied irritably, continuing to leap out of the building.
Chen Changsheng looked at Zhe Xiu.
Zhe Xiu said coldly, "I know too."
Chen Changsheng was stunned, thinking, what exactly happened while I was unconscious?