Slling the rapidly spreading bloody scent in the air, Baili An furrowed his brows as he seed to understand sothing in an instant.
The hoarse, mournful coughing continued for a long ti before gradually subsiding. Ye Shu slowly lifted half of his deathly pale face, weakly leaning against the Earth Stone, cold sweat sliding down from his moist hair along his forehead to his nose.
He casually wiped the alarming bloodstain in his palm on his clothing, his trembling lips struggling to mutter a single sentence, "Do you have dicine?"
Baili An asked, "What kind of dicine do you need?"
Ye Shu tiredly closed his eyes, "Anything."
It seed he was prepared to just casually deal with his injury. Baili An felt that except for the fact that he had coughed up so much blood that he could not bear it any longer, he would likely have been too lazy to even ask.
Baili An did not know how severe his injuries were, so he went over and briefly examined the wounds on his body.
The solitary Ye Shu did not show much resistance to Baili An’s approach; he leaned on the stone, allowing Baili An’s ’hands-on treatnt’. Suddenly ,as if he realized sothing, he opened his eyes and looked at Baili An, "Are you blind?"
Baili An responded affirmatively and took so Qi-blood replenishing elixirs and Spirit Stones from the vivid waters and handed them to him:
"Most of your injuries are external, but they are extrely deep, seemingly inflicted by Sword Qi. That Sword Qi has already penetrated your bones and organs. These dicines can only stop the bleeding, not remove the Sword Qi."
"Use these Spirit Stones to restore your Spiritual Power. Though this Sword Qi is troubleso, with your cultivation and so effort, you should be able to stabilize these injuries."
Ye Shu rely humd in response, unceremoniously accepting all the items Baili An had given him, without expressing any words of gratitude or promises of repaynt.
He didn’t even muster a polite thank you. After taking the elixir, he said, "Stay close to Lin Zheng. Although he seems inappropriate on normal days, he is very calculated when it cos to major matters. He truly knows how to lead everyone safely out of the Demon World. Following him, you’ll not lose your life in such a godforsaken place."
Baili An looked at him and remarked, "The Sword Energy Spirit that Lin Zheng brought back was actually captured by you, wasn’t it?"
The Dragon Slayer Sword’s Qi was hardly ordinary.
Though Lin Zheng, being a Vassal King’s Young Marquis, had a prestigious identity among these cultivators, when it ca to cultivation, several older cultivators in that mine were superior to him.
They dared not rashly venture alone to capture the Sword Qi Spirit. With Lin Zheng’s cultivation, it was even less likely that he could capture the Sword Qi Spirit and co out with just minor injuries.
Instead, it was Ye Shu, who returned from the outing with severe calamity-stricken injuries, while the one enjoying the achievents and glory was Lin Zheng.
Ye Shu’s icy expression bore no discernible emotion, "Just as those people ntioned earlier, Lin Zheng is my master, and since I am the son of a house servant, what difference does it make whether the Sword Energy Spirit was captured by him or ?"
His tone did not seem to carry any resentnt, and the words ’son of a house servant’ did not seem to bring him much humiliation.
However, Baili An noticed that he did not address Lin Zheng as Young Marquis, like the others, but simply called him by na.
In terms of temperant and speech, he did not seem like an ordinary house slave, and his attitude towards Lin Zheng was quite subtle.
Baili An could not discern any notable respect for Lin Zheng, but when Lin Zheng cast aside his identity as the Young Marquis and willingly beca a War Slave, enduring humiliation and hardship, the only servant by his side was him.
It is worth noting that cultivators of the Sea Expansion Realm, even in the Upper Sun Academic Palace of Ze Country, were elite core talents.
Yet, he chose to wear a collar alongside Lin Zheng in this foreign land, enduring the threats of death from demons and living a life bereft of dignity for years.
Baili An found it extrely strange.
Based on these actions alone, Ye Shu could be considered a top-tier loyal warrior, while Lin Zheng did not seem like a foolish scion. Being able to have such a loyal person, he did not even exhibit the basic politeness in his treatnt.
Even... Concerning Ye Shu’s life and death, he was extrely indifferent.
Such a manner of interaction between master and servant was indeed very odd.
The Spirit Stones given by Baili An had already been consud completely, but it was unclear whether Ye Shu’s internal injuries were more severe than he had imagined or whether his body was inherently different from others, as the troubleso Sword Qi within his body had all been expelled by himself.
Yet the external injuries could not stop bleeding at all.
The bloody scent in the air grew stronger.
Baili An had no choice but to take out the wine gourd and gently shake it in his hand. The Wish Pearl and the gourd wall made a crisp collision sound. As his fingers lightly slid over, he obscured the trace of blood at the lower end of the gourd and then pushed the wine gourd out, "Please, have a drink."
Ye Shu’s gaze slightly shifted, noticing the clear liquor in the Jade Gourd barely covering the bottom, truly just a mouthful.
He took a swig from the gourd, yet could not feel the sensation of the liquid sliding down his throat, only feeling a cool breath coursing along his throat all the way down to his abdon.
A warmth enveloped his body, and a tingling itch erged from the wounds all over his body, very comforting.
In no ti, the bleeding stopped, and the wounds miraculously scabbed and healed.
The depleted Qi-blood and exhausted Spiritual Power in his body suddenly beca copiously abundant, as if he had endless strength throughout his body.
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