Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
As they crossed a crystal-clear stream, Qi Xiao suddenly spoke up, "Wait, have you all noticed something strange here?"
The group halted and began to look around, shaking their heads in confusion. Ji Yang couldn't help but chime in, "Stop being so paranoid."
Qi Xiao ignored him, frowning as if he were listening intently to something. Ji Yang grew increasingly dismissive and stepped forward to push Qi Xiao. "Hey, I'm talking to you."
Qi Xiao made a shushing gesture, "Hush, don't make any noise."
Ji Yang's face flushed with embarrassment as he met the gaze of the others, feeling humiliated. He shouted even louder, "What do you mean by that? Do you think you're better than me?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a swarm of insects came rushing toward him like a dark cloud.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Yang was clutching his head and screaming in panic. "Help me! These bugs are biting me!"
Qi Xiao quickly identified the insects and exclaimed urgently, "Don't make a sound! These stone locusts locate their prey by sound; the louder you scream, the more will come."
Ji Yang gritted his teeth and rolled on the ground in distress. The other disciples nearby unleashed various techniques to drive the insects away. Some summoned fire, others conjured wind, but while the swarm around Ji Yang dispersed, the remaining bugs flew toward the others, who struggled to fend them off.
It was only when Qi Xiao reminded Ji Yang that he still had a protective talisman on him that he remembered to pull it out. He hurriedly activated it, creating a barrier that enveloped everyone, allowing them to escape disaster.
Lu Yuan looked at Ji Yang's body covered in pockmarked wounds with a mix of concern and frustration. "You’re supposed to be from the Artifact Refining Hall, yet you didn’t even think to bring a talisman?"
Ji Yang shrank into a corner, feeling somewhat wronged. He had no experience; who would expect such a swarm of man-eating creatures to appear in broad daylight?
Recalling the scene of the insects swarming toward him sent a shiver down his spine, leaving him feeling terrified.
Qi Xiao had prepared plenty of external injury medicine for this trial. He sifted through his supplies and pulled out two bottles. "The saliva of these stone locusts has corrosive properties. If we don't clean your wounds quickly, they'll continue to spread."
"This bottle contains spirit liquid extracted from Phoenix Grass; it's perfect for cleaning wounds. It might sting a bit, but you'll have to endure it."
Ji Yang glanced at the light green elixir in the bottle, gritted his teeth, and assumed a look of bravado as if he were ready to face death.
"Just do it, I’m not afraid."
In the next moment, the elixir flowed over his wound, sizzling and releasing wisps of white smoke. Ji Yang cried out in pain, trembling violently as if he might collapse to the ground. A few disciples reacted quickly, using all their strength to hold him down.
This scene sent chills down everyone’s spine. One female disciple swallowed hard and couldn’t help but ask, "Brother Qi, is this really a legitimate healing potion?"
Qi Xiao paused, noticing that everyone around him looked at him with a hint of fear. Even Lu Yuan’s gaze trembled slightly as he instinctively averted his eyes.
There was nothing wrong with this medicine!
Perhaps it was just a bit too pure; its cleansing power was too strong. Qi Xiao quickly explained, "It’s meant to be clean; it’s better for him. If any of the stone locust's saliva is left behind, it will not only hinder his wound from healing but also leave pockmarks on his body."
Upon hearing this, Ji Yang, who had been leaning against a wooden post with his eyes closed in unconsciousness, suddenly opened his eyes wide and trembled his lips.
"N-No, give me more! I can handle it!"
Qi Xiao was speechless and couldn’t help but give Ji Yang a thumbs up.
To still demand more despite being in such pain—what a warrior he was!
A faint blush appeared on Ji Yang's pale cheeks; he felt a bit embarrassed. Pain was temporary, but being ugly was forever.
"How much elixir do you have left? Pour it all on me! When I recover, I’ll pay you back every single drop."
"I wish I could meet your request, but there’s only this much elixir left; it’s all used up."
Hearing this, Ji Yang grew anxious and struggled to get up.
Qi Xiao helplessly pressed him back down. "Don’t worry; the purity of this elixir is very high. There’s no residual poison from the stone locust."
Upon hearing this, Ji Yang finally relaxed a bit but then immediately reacted with wide eyes and an even paler face.
"Y-You can refine medicine? This wouldn’t be poison, would it?"
"If it were poison, would I still be here bouncing around? Just feel that strange burning sensation on your body; isn’t it gone now?"
Ji Yang was momentarily stunned before breaking into a silly grin. It seemed that indeed—there was no itch or burn anymore, just some lingering pain.
Qi Xiao handed over another bottle of medicine, filled with a black ointment. As soon as it was opened, a pungent odor reminiscent of rotten mud mixed with decaying leaves surged up, causing several disciples to gag and rush away to vomit.
"What is this?"
"This is called Flesh White Bone," Qi Xiao explained. The effect is just as the name suggests; when applied, it can help wounds heal quickly, stop bleeding, and leave no scars. In cases of severe injuries or amputations, it can even be applied directly to the wound to prevent death.
Upon hearing that it could leave no scars, Ji Yang eagerly took the ointment and carefully applied it to his wounds on his face and arms, paying particular attention to the more serious ones.
"Qi Shidi, I only knew you were dedicated to swordsmanship; I didn't realize you understood so much about alchemy as well."
Qi Xiao smiled modestly. "Just a bit of knowledge."
He had to admit that each of the senior sisters from the Qingjing Peak had their own strengths and were all talented individuals. Being around them allowed him to learn quite a bit. For instance, the two bottles of medicine in his hands were concocted based on ancient medicinal texts and with guidance from his fourth senior sister, Lan Wanyu.
Lu Yuan patted his back. "You're too humble! I've been around enough to know that I’m not completely clueless. This spirit liquid and this Flesh White Bone—I've never even heard of them!"
Having explored various secret realms over a dozen times and sustained numerous injuries, Lu Yuan had seen stone locusts before. He was more aware than others of Ji Yang's wounds.
Those who had been bitten by stone locusts usually suffered immensely; even if rescued, they would end up bedridden for weeks. Yet here was Ji Yang, focused intently on applying the ointment in front of a mirror.
The other disciples watched with wide eyes.
"Yes! Qi Shixiong, you're being too modest! I've only seen such excellent external injury medicine from my master before."
One disciple pointed at a specific wound on Ji Yang's body. As everyone looked closely, they noticed that the gaping wound had shrunk slightly, with flesh seemingly eager to grow back.
One disciple rubbed his eyes in disbelief. "Is this medicine really showing effects so quickly?"
Comment 0 Comment Count