This was Yan Xiaobao’s first treasure hunt. Considering Lan Feng found it quite interesting, it surely was a great opportunity to test his skills and acquire precious cultivation treasures. This was a world he would never miss. Grinning widely, Yan Xiaobao once again focused his mind on the abilities within his consciousness. After two hours had passed, he stood up, ready to attempt Earth’s Tremor and Earth Hand skills for the first ti. Training for the Level 3 Earthquake was smoother compared to the other levels. Although the skill was incredibly difficult, Yan Xiaobao appeared to have grasped a fundantal understanding of it by perfecting the earlier levels of the earthquake.
Though he had yet to completely master the third ability, there was still a week before everyone departed for the tomb. Yan Xiaobao now had a 70% chance of summoning a hand that stood two ters tall. If he chose to summon a smaller one, his success rate would be significantly higher.
Feeling satisfied, Yan Xiaobao decided he needed the past week to prepare for it. He was now standing in the middle of the park, scratching his chin. Heading back to the mansion, he began pondering whether he should invite anyone to go with him.
"The only ones you should invite are Cai Jie or maybe Deng Wu," a voice suddenly interrupted. After grumbling for a mont, Yan Xiaobao nodded in agreent. They were both incredibly powerful, even more so than King-level expert Xu Biao, who had been on that level far longer than Deng Wu. This was mainly due to Xu Biao’s interrupted cultivation. At that ti, he had never known that when one reaches God’s level, they possess the ability to bring dead souls back to life.
"Honestly," Yan Xiaobao began, "I think we shouldn’t invite anyone to join us. While befriending others could be helpful, it could also be our Achilles’ heel. I don’t want to take care of anyone else—even if they’re strong enough to take care of themselves, I would still worry about them. If I truly want to defeat the Third Prince, I need to focus entirely on the task. Alone, with your help, it’ll be easier for the two of us," he argued, and Lan Feng seed to agree.
"Maybe Cai Jie," he murmured. That man appeared to be stronger than Yan Xiaobao, so he should be capable of taking care of himself. That man should also be able to find the treasure on his own. Yan Xiaobao made up his mind to invite Cai Jie and headed straight to the room belonging to his newly discovered mysterious friend.
Truthfully, Yan Xiaobao didn’t know what Cai Jie had been up to in the past six months, as he had been too focused on his training. Aside from spending so mornings with Lao and evenings with Gao Yan, all his ti had been devoted to cultivating, training, and improving his mastery over earthquakes.
When he arrived at Cai Jie’s room, his nose crinkled slightly as his heightened sense of sll detected a trace of blood. He was able to notice it only because his senses had been enhanced after he first transford into a full wolf. These senses now told him that sothing was amiss.
Opening the door, he quickly discovered that Cai Jie wasn’t in the main room, which contained his bed, a desk, and so shelves. Looking around, Yan Xiaobao didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. Everything was in its proper place, but he could hear faint hissing sounds coming from the bathroom. He waited for a mont before rushing to the restroom.
Inside, he encountered a shocking sight. Cai Jie was sitting in the bathtub, which should have contained milky oils and soap water but was instead a dark red color. A tallic scent wafted outward, clearly detected by Yan Xiaobao’s sharp sense of sll.
Yan Xiaobao leaned against the bathroom door, staring at his young friend who was bleeding heavily. Above the water’s surface were long, deep wounds from which blood continued to flow. The once fair-skinned young man now had a ghastly pale complexion.
"You know water will keep you bleeding, right? Water slows the coagulation process necessary for clotting," he remarked. His voice startled the golden-haired man into a shaky movent followed by a sharp scream. Cai Jie cursed like a dockworker, attempting to rise out of the water but failing. Yan Xiaobao sighed, extended a helping hand, and together they made their way to the bed, where he placed him on the soft mattress.
Grabbing multiple towels from the bathroom, he returned to the bed, gently wiping away the blood before pressing them firmly against the wounds to apply pressure and stop the bleeding.
"Stop! It hurts so much; I don’t want you to do it!"
"Don’t act like a child; you’ll feel better soon. Just lie still," he demanded.
Outside the room, various servants had gathered upon hearing the screams. Now, listening to the conversation inside, all of them were red-faced.
"I swear you enjoy seeing in pain," Cai Jie’s strained and pained voice reached Yan Xiaobao. He murmured under his breath, "Who told you to take a bath and nearly bleed to death!"
"I had to wash it," Cai Jie grumbled irritably. "If I didn’t clean it, it would’ve gotten worse. But who would’ve thought I’d lose all my strength once I entered the water?"
Cai Jie, a proud man, had never been treated like this before. However, the argunt triggered mories of his early life. mories no longer seed so distant, and soon, he was struggling in pain as Yan Xiaobao pressed a towel to his wound.
"Call for help!" Yan Xiaobao shouted, his voice echoing through the mansion. Monts after the door was opened, about twenty maids peered into the room, eager to see what had happened. When they spotted Cai Jie’s pale face and blood pooling on the floor, all of them gulped nervously. Misfortune seed to have struck him.
"Send the swiftest rider to summon Wang Julong. Tell her it’s an ergency, and she needs to hurry," he commanded. Not long after, a horse rider and guard dashed out of the mansion to the dical room where Wang Julong was currently working.
Yan Xiaobao could see the deep and large wound. Removing the towel nearly made him feel woozy. There was no doubt that the proud Cai Jie insisted on doing things his way. Anyone else, including Yan Xiaobao himself, would’ve died from such an injury. Knowing this, Yan Xiaobao didn’t dare wait as he closed his eyes and focused deeply on his Dantian Cave. Within it, two cores—one red beast core and one blue mist—stood, yet a green pearl shimred with healing abilities. It was sothing Yan Xiaobao couldn’t control, but given the circumstances, he deed it necessary to at least try.
"I can control other phenona; don’t tell I can’t control this one," he snarled through clenched teeth as he reached toward the green pearl in his Dantian Cave. Watching it, he waged an internal tug-of-war. Yan Xiaobao could feel himself pulling energy from the pearl, but the pearl resisted with all its might to prevent extraction. Soon, the struggle left both sides in a stalemate, neither willing to yield an inch out of fear of losing ground.
The standoff lasted for a while until Yan Xiaobao finally gained the upper hand. Over ti, he began to seize more of the advantage. During this process, he extracted energy from the green pearl and began funneling it into his Dantian. Mixing it with his spiritual energy, the typically silver droplets of energy slowly turned a faint green.
Yan Xiaobao had never healed anyone before and didn’t know what to do. Fortunately, this green pearl wasn’t rely a pearl containing wood elent—it also carried extraordinary healing powers. Once the green energy from within combined with Yan Xiaobao’s spiritual energy, the mixed energy flowed from his palms into the body beneath him. The energy began healing on its own. All wounds closed rapidly, causing the green pearl’s size to diminish steadily. Soon, all the energy was used up, and what had once been a large green pearl had now shrunk to the size of a grain of sand.
Delving into his consciousness, Yan Xiaobao stood in front of the green pearl’s cave, bowing deeply with both hands. "I know I forced you to help, but I thank you for saving my friend," he said. A barely perceptible ripple passed through the green pearl. However, it was so small that no one could see it.
Yan Xiaobao opened his eyes to find that Cai Jie looked much stronger than before. He had regained control over his body, but his face still appeared rather pale. "I healed you with my powers," Yan Xiaobao said. "You’re not fully recovered yet, so let Wang Julong take a look at you when she arrives. I also couldn’t do anything about your blood loss. Hopefully, she knows what to do," he sighed.
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