"Alright! I’ll leave it to you."
After Yang Cheng finished speaking, he quickly took out the Silver Needle.
With the needle between his fingers, he swiftly inserted it into several key acupuncture points on Murong Wan’s body, then punctured over a dozen tis at the point on her heart.
Having completed all this, he was already drenched in sweat.
It would be a lie to say he wasn’t nervous; after all, a life hung in the balance in his hands, and it was the woman he had slept with.
Moreover, Murong Wan was different from ordinary patients for him; he felt an even greater pressure.
"Ms. Qi Yue."
Yang Cheng glanced at Cheng Qiyue, and she imdiately stepped forward, a warm white True Qi flowing from her palm into Murong Wan’s body, protecting her heart ridian.
Knowing that Cheng Qiyue’s True Qi couldn’t last long, Yang Cheng exchanged a glance with Cheng Ruonan and gathered True Qi into their palms.
Having practiced Dual Cultivation together, Yang Cheng’s body had also absorbed so of Cheng Ruonan’s aura, so when their True Qi flowed out, it intertwined in the air.
The pale yellow and purple True Qi slowly rged into a mass, like a sharp blade, heading towards Murong Wan’s heart.
Under this powerful force, the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal seed to co alive, still wanting to put up a last stand.
But since it was nurtured by Yang Cheng’s Spiritual Energy, feeling his formidable aura, the petals of the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal ceased to flicker, and only the fla-shaped petal in the center turned black.
Yang Cheng directed the True Qi of both of them to directly attack the black petal; the trendous power caused Murong Wan’s body to arch slightly, her complexion as white as paper.
Seeing this, Cheng Ruonan’s heart skipped a beat, but she kept Yang Cheng’s words in mind.
They only had one chance; they couldn’t be distracted, or Murong Wan would surely die.
Taking a deep breath, she focused entirely on channeling True Qi.
Only at the Sixth Layer of Qi Refining Realm, she was finding it a bit strenuous having sustained True Qi for so long.
Yet Yang Cheng was still battling the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal, and couldn’t afford to be affected; she could only grit her teeth and persist, mobilizing all the True Qi from her Dantian.
She owed Murong Wan, and it was ti to repay her debt.
If soone had to die today, she would rather it be her; if Murong Wan died, she would live the rest of her life in guilt and regret.
With a single-minded focus on separating the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal, Yang Cheng didn’t notice Cheng Ruonan’s increasingly pale face and violently trembling body.
He hadn’t expected that even after the fusion of their powers, the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal would still be so difficult to deal with, but he could feel its resistance weakening bit by bit.
"Ms. Ruonan, the fla petal can soon be destroyed; when the ti cos, you must act imdiately to break the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal to prevent any accidents."
Yang Cheng gritted out.
"Alright."
Cheng Ruonan replied with just a single word, fearing that saying more would alert Yang Cheng to the anomaly.
Cold sweat poured from her forehead as her pearly teeth bit into her red lips, drawing blood from the delicate lip tissues.
Boom!
A sudden muffled sound ca from Murong Wan’s chest, indicating a change in the lotus mark.
With the disappearance of the black petal, the color of the other petals gradually lightened, appearing much more benign.
"Ms. Ruonan."
At Yang Cheng’s call, Cheng Ruonan summoned the last trace of True Qi within her Dantian, reaching out to absorb the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal.
With no further need for Yang Cheng, he withdrew his hand and turned to Cheng Ruonan, his heart skipping a beat.
"Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal! Break!"
She shouted with difficulty.
As soon as the words were spoken, the mark on Murong Wan’s chest began to dissipate like smoke.
"Pfft!"
Seeing this, Cheng Ruonan’s body relaxed, unable to support itself, and she spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, collapsing softly to the ground.
"Ruonan!"
Yang Cheng’s expression changed drastically as he rushed forward to catch her fragile waist.
Grasping Cheng Ruonan’s wrist, he realized her Dantian was utterly empty, devoid of any trace of True Qi.
"You must be crazy!"
He was so furious he gnashed his teeth.
To a cultivator, the stronger the power, the greater the risk it entails.
For instance, cultivators at the first or second level of the Qi Refining Stage would only feel weak for a few days if they exhausted their True Qi, or they might be unable to cultivate if their Dantian was destroyed.
But for stronger cultivators, a depleted Dantian could prove life-threatening.
Cheng Ruonan had cultivated for so many years; it was impossible for her to be unaware of this risk, yet she chose to proceed, willing to die for Murong Wan.
"Yang... Yang Cheng, promise , help... help get revenge!"
Blood continuously gushed from Cheng Ruonan’s mouth as she spoke with difficulty.
For years, she had dedicated herself to cultivation, all with the sole aim of avenging her adoptive parents, leading her down a wayward path that hurt many in the process.
Facing death with her goal unfulfilled, she was truly unwilling, thus entrusting this task to Yang Cheng.
"I don’t care, what nonsense are you talking about! You must settle your own scores personally."
Yang Cheng, his voice tinged with panic, promptly infused True Qi into her.
Cheng Qiyue, having already sensed sothing amiss, did not withdraw her True Qi imdiately due to her responsibility towards Murong Wan.
Once Murong Wan slowly regained consciousness, she then rushed to Cheng Ruonan’s side.
Seeing Cheng Ruonan’s mouth stained with blood, Cheng Qiyue’s beautiful eyes welled with tears, choking as she spoke: "Ruonan, why have you beco like this? We’ve only just been reunited, you cannot leave ."
Both of them directed True Qi into Cheng Ruonan, yet with the Dantian damaged, it was difficult to retain the True Qi that inherently didn’t belong to her.
Yang Cheng quickly contemplated various solutions and ca up with a plan.
"Ms. Qi Yue, get two cups of water quickly, and please hurry."
At his prompt, Cheng Qiyue, disregarding her sadness, sprinted off as quickly as possible.
Yang Cheng held Cheng Ruonan, laying her down on the soft bed.
By then, Murong Wan’s consciousness had mostly returned; hearing voices nearby, she glanced over to see Cheng Ruonan’s pale face and blood-stained lips.
"What happened to her?"
Murong Wan, shocked, inquired.
Although she harbored resentnt towards Cheng Ruonan, the bond of years as master and disciple, and the debt of gratitude for saving her life couldn’t be ignored.
"To remove the Soul-Devouring Lotus Seal from you, she exhausted the True Qi from her Dantian; her life is at stake."
Yang Cheng had barely finished explaining when Cheng Qiyue rushed back in a flurry.
In her haste, water from the cups spilled over.
Taking the water cup, Yang Cheng supported Cheng Ruonan’s nape, gradually pouring water into her mouth, then encouraged her to spit it out, rinsing away the blood.
After repeating this with two cups, her mouth was thoroughly cleaned.
Both Cheng Qiyue and Murong Wan looked on in bewildernt, not understanding Yang Cheng’s actions at all.
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