The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 734 - 409: Healing Wounds

That afternoon, Qi Zai also went up to a platform to fight, and easily held his ground, persisting until the end just like her. It goes without saying that his combat style once again drew the attention of the Forest Palace, considering a Fierce Ape with melee skills was truly unprecedented. However, as soon as Qi Zai entered the arena, opponents came one after another to challenge him, much more eagerly than at Ning Xiaoxian’s stage. Initially, he didn’t notice anything unusual, but after he broke one guy’s legs, he found out they were provoked because he, as a newcomer to Hidden Stream, dared to aspire to win over Madame Qingluan! There were countless male demons in Hidden Stream desiring her, but Qingluan seemed to have a bit of interest in this newcomer, which was intolerable for the many lonely young males.

Regardless, she ultimately persisted till the end. On the evening of the third day, after enduring the final fierce battle and throwing a snow leopard out of the teleportation gate, no one dared to challenge her anymore. Unlike other platforms, despite being so exhausted that she was almost fighting on instinct, she did not kill the snow leopard, and his injuries were not very severe, only immobilizing him. Seeing this outcome, the audience of demons below showed respect, and no one was eager to try anymore.

This was Changtian’s idea, as the Martial Arts Competition drew to its end and the defending demons were greatly exhausted. It indeed showed that a champion who could spare their opponents instead of killing them was truly powerful and skillful.

She gasped slightly, bearing injuries yet standing straight as a pine tree. It was the first time she saw admiration and awe in the eyes of the demons. She had never known before how pleasant this feeling could be; nor did she realize that the glint in her eyes, to others, seemed as sharp and calm as firm ice.

This was the thirty-second opponent Ning Xiaoxian had defeated within two days. Before this, she had never experienced such intense and frequent combat. After two days of life-and-death trials, she finally began to develop the mindset of a true warrior.

As night fell on this day, the Martial Arts Competition came to an end, followed by the award ceremony.

The ceremony was indeed in typical Hidden Stream style, simple, quick, and practical. The rewards for the high-level group mainly comprised Magic Artifacts and Spirit Pills, the generous perks even made her heart pound with excitement. For the champions below the Wanxiang Stage, like her and Qi Zai, they could freely choose either a Dragon Elephant Fruit or a Magic Artifact. She and Qi Zai both chose the Dragon Elephant Fruit, whereas other champions, such as those skilled in Divine Skills like the Bird Demon, did not have as much need for the fruit.

The awards were personally presented by two Sect Leaders. Just as she received the fruit from Langya, he transmitted to her, "Heal your wounds, we leave in four days. The person I am sending will arrive at your residence tomorrow evening."

She nodded. Finally, she was about to leave this mysterious sect, having spent nearly a month here without fully uncovering its secrets.

Returning to her residence, she stalled for a while until a prying gaze shifted away before she turned and entered the God Demon Prison, leaving Qi Zai to keep watch. Such prying eyes had been shadowing her like a silhouette in recent days, and she knew these were the people Langya had sent to tail her.

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First, she went to the small garden on the fifth floor, took out the Dragon Elephant Fruit, which resembled a peach, from her robe to look at it, then threw it onto the soil. As this fruit can only be consumed once in a lifetime, she and Qi Zai weren’t foolish enough to eat it raw. The soil possessed the ability to amplify effects tenfold, and she was eager to see what miraculous transformations the tenfold effect on the Dragon Elephant Fruit would yield.

Watching the soil, transparent like pudding, gradually envelop the fruit and melt away. Before long, a new sprout emerged from the seed and started to grow; roots formed below it while the top broke through the soil. She finally breathed a sigh of relief—it seemed that planting the Dragon Elephant Fruit on this soil posed no problems at all, which was very good.

After instructing the soil to fully spur the growth of the Dragon Elephant Fruit tree, she then turned and entered the lower level.

Seeing her again after more than twenty hours, Changtian felt that the person walking towards him had just gone_through fierce battles, filled with a belligerent aura. She always cared about cleanliness, yet her body was newly covered with wounds after fighting day and night. Although treated during rest periods, the wounds inevitably ruptured again in subsequent battles, oozing traces of blood. Thus, her purple attire was now half-stained red with many holes revealing blood-stained skin beneath.

Even then, he still felt that the girl had finally revealed a different edge, appearing wild and untamed, like a blood-stained rose, filled with a tantalizing and dangerous beauty. Perhaps this was what she referred to as ’beauty in the eyes of the beholder’? He scoffed at himself inwardly and said, "Come here, let’s treat your wounds."

Her upper body was mostly unharmed, protected by the Vine Demon Meat Ball and Black Scale Armor, only two ribs were broken, left by a Fierce Ape; the visible wounds were mainly on her limbs, with the most severe one on the back of her thigh, a treacherous gift from her penultimate opponent. To express her gratitude, Ning Xiaoxian had directly sheared off half of his head.

She had already set her ribs by herself. Changtian cast a Cleaning Technique, then inspected the wounds before starting the treatment. Defending against consecutive battles in the competition was a great test of one’s physical and mental stamina. She was always delicate, and it was beyond his expectations that she could endure till the end. After treating the wounds on her arms, he asked her to lie on her side with her back to him, and then gently tore off her blood-stained pants. The fabric had already-stuck to her skin, touching the wounds as it was pulled off, causing her to softly grunt.

"Does it hurt a lot?" His heart also ached deeply.

The wound in front of her was nearly two feet long, the black and red flesh turned inside out, but the bleeding had already stopped because the fire fox that ambushed her attacked with fire poison, inadvertently cauterizing her wound and stopping the blood. Although she hastily dealt with the injury after the battle, the fire poison remained, and large blisters developed on the wound, a frightful sight, fortunately, she couldn’t see it herself.

Once a delicate girl who would cry out in pain when Shi Jishan cut her shoulder with a sword, the injuries she had sustained over the past two days were several times more severe, yet she shed no tears. Even with such injuries, she was as firm as a rock and swift as a rabbit in battle, seemingly unaffected.

Without realizing it, she had grown to this extent today.

"It hurts so badly," she hummed softly. The sound of fabric tearing came from behind her, and her leg suddenly felt cool. He was inspecting the wound on her leg less than a foot behind her, and she could almost feel his warm breath on her sensitive skin, making her face flush with redness.

"Bear with it, it will be over soon." The wound soon felt pleasantly cool.

Then he reached out his hand to gently touch the skin around the wound, where warmth abounded, and she knew the Divine Arts of healing were taking effect. Her body finally relaxed, and only then did she feel thoroughly fatigued. Even with her constitution, long and intense battles were too much to handle.

Changtian seemed aware of her discomfort, starting to massage her body. Wherever his large palm covered, Divine Power followed, weaving throughout her body, making her feel like she was soaking in a hot spring, so cozy she just wanted to close her eyes.

"Sleep," his deep and pleasant voice sounded in her ear, and something gently brushed her temples.

She truly fell into a deep sleep. In this sleep, she felt as if she was enveloped in black velvet, deep, secluded, and so sweet that she didn’t even dream.

When she woke up, she was leaning in Changtian’s embrace, the flesh wounds on her body already healed, only an internal injury in her ribs still faintly ached, in addition to a slight soreness in her limbs and a bit of grogginess in her head. These were symptoms of prolonged tension during battle, not something that Divine Arts could alleviate.

"How long did I sleep?" Her voice was still heavy with sleepiness.

"About six two-hour periods. Why not sleep a little longer?" Her eyes regained their clarity, the murderous intent from hours before nowhere to be seen. This was a good thing, as he didn’t want her to fall into the trap of revelling in killing like many demons.

She didn’t answer, stretching out her palm to check. The wounds on her arms had already healed, the new skin tender enough to burst upon a blow. She clicked her tongue in praise: "Your healing spell is truly wonderful, even better than other people’s Divine Skills."

"That’s because of the Power of Growth, which enhances the effect of healing Divine Skills," he lazily replied, catching her palm and sucking each of her slender fingers one by one. The so-called fingers connected to heart, immediately, waves of warm tingling spread from her fingertips, making her blush and hastily changed the subject:

"By the way! The Plague Demon we captured, what exactly is its relation to Yin Jiu You?"

"Over ten thousand years ago, the Plague Demon once ravaged the Southern Continent, guess how it was exterminated?" Irritated by his favorite toy running off, he stared at her grumpily.

She sighed, "I guess it was never exterminated." The matter of plague was full of oddities, and she had thought it over repeatedly during her paralysis at Nian Family Village.

"Correct," Changtian said, rubbing her shoulders as a reward, "Historical records state that it was exterminated—now we know these records are inaccurate because it was only sealed, not completely destroyed." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with a recommendation ticket or monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com. Read.)