"Damn it, these dogs from the Nether Prison Sect really know how to pick their timing!" Lan Peng cursed after laughing enough.
"Let’s check the Second Young Master’s injuries first, hopefully, he hasn’t stopped breathing!"
Yang Zhenshan stepped forward to help Lan Peng untie Lu Youning, placing him on flat ground.
After so examination, Yang Zhenshan glanced at his injuries, "The wound has burst open again, the internal organs are damaged, his head seems to have been hit, uh, all limbs are broken!"
Seeing it was a shock.
Lu Youning no longer resembled a human being, there wasn’t a single good spot on him.
Lan Peng tested his breath and said, "It’s alright, as long as there’s breath!"
"Will he be unable to recover like this?" Yang Zhenshan asked with a frown.
He was also proficient in dicine, though not a divine doctor, he had studied dical arts, mainly due to his past research in alchemy where he’d read many dical books.
Lan Peng shook his head, "No worries, I fed him a Mixed Elent Spiritual Pill earlier, which can protect his Dantian from damage. As long as the Dantian is intact, the other injuries can be treated slowly after we get back."
Yang Zhenshan understood, this Mixed Elent Spiritual Pill was a high-grade Spirit Pill, effective in stabilizing and healing the Dantian, an extrely rare spirit.
For Innate Martial Artists, there are three most fatal weak points: the head, the heart, and the Dantian.
Damage to the Dantian isn’t deadly but it ruins cultivation, and once the cultivation is ruined, the body’s functions quickly deteriorate, turning the body old, almost akin to death.
Lu Youning was very lucky, although covered in injuries, none hit the fatal points.
Still, the two of them simply treated Lu Youning’s wounds, rested for two hours, and then continued their journey with Lu Youning.
"Where are we going?" Yang Zhenshan asked while hurrying along.
They were still within the Wanlin Mountain Range, three thousand miles from the Ancient County, making it difficult to return.
Lan Peng pondered for a while and said, "Let’s head to Canal County; that’s the Ning family’s territory. The Second Young Master has a concubine who is the Ning family’s aunt!"
"Probably in the northwest direction, should be over a thousand miles from here!"
"We should first find a place to get two horses!"
The Wanlin Mountain Range is not the Yunxiao Mountain Range; the depths of Yunxiao are sparsely populated, with so forces only on the edges, while many families have forces within the Wanlin Mountain Range.
These families are as strong as Families from the Sea of Spirit, possessing Martial God Realm experts, while the weaker ones are like small families on the edges of the Sea of Spirit with so Innate Martial Artists.
The vast territory of thousands of miles isn’t ruled by any kingdom but is occupied by Martial Arts Families governing independently.
"The Ning family?" Yang Zhenshan was not very familiar with the forces around here.
"Yes, it’s a small family, essentially supported by the Lu family to collect so resources for them!" Lan Peng explained.
Yang Zhenshan nodded, indicating his understanding.
Although the Three Sects and Twelve Families cluster in the Sea of Spirit, their area of influence is quite extensive. The western forr Dazhao Dynasty was the Wei family’s territory, now splintered with erging dynasties and sect forces, which actually all have intricate ties to the Three Sects and Twelve Families.
Likewise, many Martial Arts Families in the Wanlin Mountain Range have close ties to the Three Sects and Twelve Families.
The two found a nearby town, bought two horses, and hurried along for two days and nights, finally arriving at the Ning family.
The Ning family was a not very strong large family, having only two Earth Evil Stage martial artists, but the Ning family had over a thousand mbers and occupied a county.
They were considered a relatively affluent small family within the Wanlin Mountain Range.
Of course, the Ning family’s wealth couldn’t have flourished without the Lu family’s support.
When Lan Peng and Yang Zhenshan brought Lu Youning to the Ning family, they were imdiately warmly welcod.
But soon the Ning family beca nervous; upon seeing Lu Youning’s miserable state, they were as if in mourning, not only calling for Canal County’s best doctor but also bringing out all their Spirit Pills and Spiritual dicines.
There was no choice; Lu Youning’s na was truly fitting; he was the Ning family’s greatest pillar and most crucial reliance.
If Lu Youning died, the Ning family’s support from the Lu family would also be lost. Perhaps the Lu family would still support the Ning family, but their days would certainly not be as good as before.
Under the Ning family’s ticulous care, Lu Youning woke up on the third day.
In front of the bed, Lu Youning looked painfully at Lan Peng and Yang Zhenshan.
"What happened to ?" Lu Youning asked weakly.
Lan Peng laughed heartily, "You should feel lucky, I deserve so credit. If it wasn’t for carrying you, you would’ve died eight hundred tis already!"
Lu Youning’s face remained pale, feeling pain all over, his limbs weren’t obeying, and his head was dizzy.
"What exactly happened?"
"Rember when we were ambushed?" Lan Peng said,
"Hmm, what about Ming Yue?" Lu Youning recalled the scene before he fainted and asked.
"Dead!" Lan Peng said with a chuckle, without a trace of sadness.
To him, life and death are impermanent; when soone dies, they’re simply dead.
Actually, Bai Mingyue had a decent relationship with him, having fought together under Lu Fusheng’s command through many ferocious battles, but Bai Mingyue’s death didn’t cause him much grief.
This wasn’t because he was cold and unfeeling, but because he had long co to terms with life and death.
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