Chapter 103: This Young Man
e after another, and whispers began to spread.But these things are not something Jiang Wang needs to consider anymore.At this time, in the most luxurious restaurant in Nanyang City, Jiang Wang was tal...Jiang Wang still turned back.
He, of course, knew the danger and understood that turning back would be a perilous journey.
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But regardless, Bai Lian saved his life, he couldn't just turn away now.
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I can't pretend to be unaware of her situation, nor can I choose to ignore it.
He lay in wait, carefully concealing any sign of aggression so as not to be detected.
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But the battle between Bai Lian and Ji Xuan was awe-inspiring.
He couldn't even bear the aftershock, so he retreated again and again, circling back on himself.
He had been looking for opportunities, but a war of this scale was definitely not something he could participate in.
After shifting countless positions and searching from countless angles, there was no way to penetrate.
He pressed on the sword for a long time, but the sword wouldn't come out of its sheath!
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He was waiting, waiting for a earth-shattering strike, waiting for the most glorious moment that might come.
But Ji Xuan was not Xiong Wen, and he had not been beaten down by Bai Lian. The peak of the Inner Palace Realm was far from comparable to the Tenglong Realm.
After pushing open the gates of heaven and earth, there is a world unto itself. This is no empty boast.
In such a battle, drawing the sword, the benefits of doing so are self-evident.
Crisis refines the heart, and the Dao heart polishes the sword.
If he could strike a sword tonight, the world would be different from then on.
After a flurry of dazzling combat, suddenly, Bai Lian was completely blown away.
And it flew just over his head from the grass where he was lying.
Before she could think, her body moved faster than her mind.
He rushed out first, catching Bai Lian.
The sword is not yet drawn, but he has already made this strike!
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In the midst of a battle between powerful palace warriors, a young man stepped forward.
The moment Ji Xuan's fist came into contact with Bai Lian's body, the residual force surged forth, tearing through his Dao Yuan defense like a raging storm.
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
Crashing, falling, rolling.
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He scrambled to his feet and ran, clutching Bai Lian tightly.
The Four Spiritual Refinement bodily technique operated at full power, replenishing his stamina. He had never run so fast before.
I only heard the sound of the wind, the wind, howling in the wind.
He knew he might not be able to escape, but he had to try.
Only when the roar of monstrous waves echoed behind him did he realize that something had changed, but he didn't even dare to stop and look back.
So I have no idea what happened behind me.
He didn't run directly towards Fenglin City, but instead ran towards Wangjiang City first, then turned east, then turned again, and finally headed north.
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Now that two stellar paths have been established, his primordial energy is abundant, so he could run back to Maple Forest City in one breath.
But he didn't do that. Instead, after cleaning up his tracks, he casually wandered into a forest.
He was unclear about what had happened, causing Ji Xuan not to chase after him immediately, giving him precious time. But he knew very well that his speed was far inferior to Ji Xuan's. Once his whereabouts were exposed, he would be easily caught up.
And those who are running through the streets tonight are undoubtedly the most obvious targets.
So he chose to find a place to hide.
After finding a cave and beating up the owner—an ordinary black bear—Jiang Wang carried Bai Lian into the cave.
But he didn't kill the black bear, instead he continued to press it into the cave as cover.
Only then did he have time to examine Bai Lian's injuries.
The cave was dry, and this black bear had pretty high standards for its living space.
With great care, Bai Lian was placed gently on the ground. Jiang Wang casually conjured a ball of fire, suspending it in mid-air to illuminate the surroundings.
The black bear was clearly frightened, but when Jiang Wang glared at it, it obediently sat back down.
Bai Lian had completely lost consciousness. Even those captivating and mesmerizing eyes were now closed.
His black clothes were torn in many places, revealing fair and moving scenery. The veil covering his face was intact, it should not be an ordinary thing.
> Jiang Wangping kept her heart tranquil and her breath steady.
The most serious wound should be on the abdomen, a whole circle of flesh and blood blurred, clothing fragments mixed with flesh and blood, not even a perfect piece could be seen.
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The only healing Dao technique that Jiang Wang possessed was the Intermediate-Grade Cultivating Technique, "Bu Yuan Shu."
In essence, it merely gathers and focuses the vital energy of wood to help the injured person recover and promote self-healing.
For an injury like Bai Lian's, it is better than nothing.
But Jiang Wang could only try his best.
After the incantation, a ball of azure Qi slowly approached Bai Lian's abdomen, reacting with her wound.
But seeing a flash of white light, this ball of green energy vanished silently.
With Jiang Wangpei's level of skill, he couldn't possibly heal the wounds left by Ji Xuan.
But the moment the azure energy and white lotus came into contact, something strange happened.
Jiang Wang had perfected the Qinglong chapter of his Sīlíng Liàn Tǐ (Four Spirits Refining Body) cultivation. He was exceptionally sensitive to wood-element qi. He clearly felt the dissipation of the Pèiyuan Technique and did not miss the change in the black candle within the Tiāntiāngong at that moment.
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That black candle has been lit.
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In the Hall of Heavenly Immortals, a fire burned without flames.
Strangely, Jiang Wang subconsciously understood that this black candle could burn for fifteen minutes before disappearing.
But he didn't know how it was ignited, nor how to ignite it. He didn't even know how to extinguish it before it burned out.
In short, everything was vague and unclear.
The only thing that's clear is that it probably has some connection to the white lotus.
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The black candle went out, a little shorter.
It resided in Jiang Wang's Tiangong for a long time, showing no peculiarities except being followed by the Dao Pulse True Spirit. However, it suddenly ignited and extinguished itself at this very moment.
And with that flash of light, a path of magic appeared in Jiang Wang's mind.
In just that instant, it shouldn't be shortened by so much. It should be this method's reason.
"Flesh returns to bone, and the soul returns to its decaying body…"
Jiang Wang unconsciously muttered, her right hand instinctively forming seals. In the end, she was enveloped in a layer of white light.
That light should have been a ghastly white, not a blazing one. It should have been eerie, but there was an inexplicable sense of holiness about it.
As the white light enveloped the white lotus's abdomen, her flesh and blood began to pulsate visibly, starting to heal.
At last, Bai Lian's breath evened out.
And Jiang Wang didn't even know where this white light came from, what its principle was, or what power it used.
He only knew the name of this sorcery that echoed in his mind—the Art of Fleshly Soul Return.
That black candlestick that suddenly appeared in the Tongtian Palace... it seemed like something extraordinary.
Jiang Wang was so focused on the treatment that he didn't notice.
Behind him, the black bear had shrunk into a quivering ball.
When Bai Lian woke up, the sky was already bright.
The sunlight even reached into the cave, allowing Bai Lian to clearly see the black bear.
It leaned against the cave wall, sitting very still. Its two bear paws were also calmly resting in front of it, not moving at all.
Immediately afterward, she caught a strange smell. Bai Lian shifted her gaze and saw Jiang Wang.
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He held a thing that could perhaps be called a "bowl," and slowly walked towards Bailan.
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The sunlight hit his face, and Bai Lian inexplicably found him rather handsome.
“Awake” Jiang Wang said softly.
“Hmm.” Perhaps because he was just recovering from a serious injury, Bai Lian’s voice was unexpectedly soft.
“You always mumble about rice when you’re sleeping.” Jiang Wang explained, holding up what was in his hand, “I think you must be hungry. But it's not convenient to cook anything right now. So I found some wild vegetables and made you a bowl of soup.”
"Rice..." Bai Lian was stunned: "For me...boiled"
"Uh," Jiang Wang felt a little embarrassed. "When I was a child, my family sold medicinal herbs, so I could tell the difference between herbs and wild vegetables. Don't worry, none of them are poisonous. The bowl is something I made by hollowing out a piece of stone temporarily and using Taoist fire control..."
"Here it is." Bai Lian interrupted him.
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"Oh." Jiang Wang walked closer and handed the bowl of vegetable soup to Bai Lian.
Bai Lian struggled to lift her upper body, glanced at something, and immediately wanted to lie back down.
That “bowl” was already very crudely carved, at best just a pitted stone. As for the soup... if that multicolored, viscous liquid could even be called soup.
As I got closer, the strange smell was even more terrifying...
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"Drink up," Jiang Wang extended her hand again, eager and sincere.
"No one has ever made soup for me before." Bai Lian said.
She gritted her teeth and took the "bowl".
“You are now a patient and should be taken care of,” Jiang Wang said.
Bai Lian couldn't deny it, despite the unattractive appearance and unpleasant smell, this bowl of soup brought her a warmth she had almost never felt before.
being taken care of...
She has never been taken care of.
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