Capítulo 1467: Chapter 920: Immortal Fall (Part 2)
She suddenly tensed her back, the wound tore with increasing pain, and instinctively she was about to struggle to get up.
But her waist was tightly bound by his arm, Baili An’s face pressed against her shoulder.
Luckily, the corpse demon did not need to breathe, and there was no ambiguous breath around her ears.
Baili An’s movents were extrely gentle, considering that the wound on her back was so deep it touched the bone.
Although assisted by Si Li’s Divine Origin, faced with such injuries, Baili An dared not be aggressive in his healing thods.
His fingertips carried a blue glow, gently tracing between the cool exposed skin of her lower back where the cloth was torn.
The movent was as gentle as finely spun silk lightly landing among the dustless patterns of white jade, tracing over the delicate and slender spine, rubbing the subdued graceful waist hollow.
Inch by inch wandering between the skin, like a feather softly tracing.
Even though both had no evil thoughts at the mont, Wen Hanwei still instinctively wanted to avoid the cold hand.
Truly strange, clearly healing, yet being pressed and massaged like this was extrely comfortable.
But Wen Hanwei inexplicably found that her Dao heart was agitated and uneasy, as if it did not belong to her at all.
The strange coolness spread through the wound, calming the pain, occasionally bringing a peculiar sharp pain when touching the cracked spine.
Gradually, her tense body trembled slightly with the movent of his fingertip.
Si Li’s Divine Origin truly had miraculous effects, as the scar-tentacled wound slowly healed under his fingertips, forming a thin red line, making the snow-white skin appear more fragile.
Yet the Golden Immortal’s strike was truly terrifying; that wound almost vertically traversed her entire back, without any treatnt.
She had forcefully wielded Hua Yan Serenity, summoning ten thousand mountain spirits to spar with the Golden Immortal’s Dharma Form.
Even in a peak uninjured state, the physical body would suffer huge damage.
Let alone having suffered such severe injuries.
The profound crack in the wound stretched lengthily, most likely because it was torn violently during combat, extending down the waist to the underside.
Baili An concentrated intensely, channeling Si Li’s Divine Origin to heal her, his spiritual power draining sharply, unaware of the wound’s spreading direction.
Until that finger slid past a smooth fullness, then along the wound, gently sinking down…
Wen Hanwei’s slender trembling finger suddenly clutched Baili An’s shirt front, gasping breathlessly.
Her pale face flushed faintly, expression joyous yet appearing pained, nearly losing control, her amber eyes filled with vulnerability and unease.
The crescent moon between her tightly gripping fingers grew increasingly pink.
She trembled slightly, lips pressed together, her moist eyes devoid of coldness, even carrying a hint of pitiful charm within.
Upon her gasp, Baili An suddenly snapped back to reality, eyes widening abruptly, swiftly withdrawing his hand.
Wen Hanwei also quickly pushed Baili An away, propping herself up, her hands helplessly covering her lower back, breathing erratically.
Baili An saw her hair ssy and damp with sweat, sticking between her slender snow-white neck, his eyes full of embarrassnt and confusion.
He opened his mouth, intending to explain, but was interrupted by Wen Hanwei’s frantic words, evasively saying:
“I… I’m better now, you should hurry to heal yourself, earlier I saw little An you’re also not lightly injured.”
Baili An wisely kept silent about the matter, knowing she must be extrely embarrassed at the mont, also hurriedly changing the topic: “How did Sister Wen co here?”
After all, the issue of Evil Spirits at Yundu Villa, as seen by outsiders, wasn’t considered a high-profile task, it shouldn’t trouble soone of the Taixuan Nine Classics to handle.
Wen Hanwei took out a newly obtained cloak from the Qiankun Bag and draped it on herself, her complexion gradually returning to normal:
“It was rely a task I casually accepted, entrusted by Yundu Villa urgently; no one in the sect happened to take it up, so I did.”
Perhaps it wasn’t just no one in the sect taking it, but rather many disciples of Taixuan Sect looked down on such commissions.
No one could foresee that within such a small commission, lay the danger of sothing like a Golden Immortal.
Luckily, Wen Hanwei ca today; if it were anyone else, knowing they were not on par with the Golden Immortal, they might have avoided offending him, thus allowing the man to continue wreaking havoc in the Mortal World.
Wen Hanwei looked at Baili An’s pale face, hesitated for a mont, and then said:
“I heard about the Tianxi Sword Sect’s matter. Su Jing thought you were dead. In the following years, she beca obsessed like a madwoman with breaking into the Dark Continent, angering Princess Si Li.
You know, she was already plagued by a Heart Demon, and forcing through the tribulation reduced most of her longevity.
Now her lifespan is probably not even as long as a mortal’s, yet she keeps exhausting herself recklessly this way.
Though I do not like her, as her only friend, I also do not wish for her to ruin herself for a lifeti.”
Baili An was sitting cross-legged ditating, and upon hearing this, he fell into silence.
Back on the trip to Ghost Mountain, he knew that Su Jing’s body would frequently experience sudden issues.
If she were injured or her Spiritual Sense was damaged, her soul would beco extrely unstable, and her physical form could not suppress the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, always leaving her vulnerable to so Evil Spirit taking advantage.
And in her youth, her Six Consciousness was incomplete, not worldly, all due to the persecution by the Demon Clan’s black stained aura.
She was cultivating the supre technique of the Taixuan Sect, the Great Nirvana Decision, which is most taboo, yet she almost occupies all of it alone.
The Nine Classics White Lotus, with the intent of supre purity, yet she harbors a Purple Extre Intent in the depths of Lianhua.
Just as Wen Hanwei worried, she might carelessly fall into the Demon Path, beyond redemption.
Wen Hanwei continued: “I know Su Jing’s actions back then were overly aggressive, not that I want to exonerate her from guilt, I…”
Baili An raised his head to interrupt her words, gave a gentle smile to Wen Hanwei, and sincerely said:
“Sister Wen, rest assured, I have no intention of ignoring Su Jing.”
He seed to make no promise, but Wen Hanwei knew that since he said this, he certainly wouldn’t leave Su Jing alone.
Since Baili An was willing to care for Su Jing, her final situation surely wouldn’t be too dire.
Her heart imdiately relaxed, her eyebrows unwittingly eased a bit, and she asked:
“I saw the Young Palace Master Yin is also by your side. Seeing you can walk together now, truly makes happy for you. But, who is that woman beside you, if I may ask frankly…”
Wen Hanwei said, “I see you both seem unusually close, as if your relationship isn’t rely that of ordinary friends.”
Baili An knew what she wanted to ask and laughed: “That is my mother.”
Wen Hanwei was truly taken aback: “Your mother?! Lady Ying Ji of the Central Netherworld Dynasty?!”
Baili An said, “It’s a long story. Three years ago, during the Chaotic Netherworld Valley disaster, I lost my skeleton and needed to go to Shifang City to find it quickly.
Now, my identity is sensitive, so I can’t reveal myself in front of the world, and must walk the mortal world under the identity of Ying Xiu.
But Shifang City doesn’t seem to welco Ying Xiu, so if I want to enter the city, I still need to fabricate a new identity.”
Wen Hanwei looked at his new face: “I see, since that’s the case, why don’t you use my identity as a disciple of the Taixuan Sect, then it shouldn’t be much trouble to act within Shifang City.”
She took out a Red Jade Bell from her Qiankun Bag and handed it to Baili An: “This is the token symbol of my direct disciple from the Taixuan Sect.”
Baili An shook the bell in his hand, finding it both amusing and helpless: “Sister Wen, are you planning to take as a disciple?”
The Taixuan Nine Classics Masters have the qualification to take disciples and enjoy special privileges.
Anyone who catches the eye of the Taixuan Nine Classics can bypass layer upon layer of selection assessnts.
They can even skip being an Inner Disciple directly to beco a Direct Disciple and manage a hundred disciples within the sect.
And each Taixuan Nine Classics Master can only accept up to three Direct Disciples.
But Wen Hanwei was indifferent to this honor:
“It’s just a nominal title, rely to satisfy the sect, and honestly, my temperant is not suited to taking disciples, this bell is just for show.”
Baili An nodded, keeping the bell.
Thus, the ‘ticket’ to Shifang City was resolved, with Wen Hanwei’s covert support, things would indeed be much more convenient.
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