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"Is that so?" Li Yunyang nodded, glancing outside the house, muttering to himself, "It's really strange. Isn't Lan Ran Qingtian usually very powerful? Why hasn't he come back after buying medicine for so long? Could he have run into some trouble?"
Xiang Xueer couldn't help but feel a bit worried as well. "I hope he doesn't mess things up at this critical moment. Lives are at stake!"
The battle of Lan Ran Qingtian was still ongoing. Indeed, Li Yunyang's ominous words had come true; he was now in big trouble. The creature called Bakemono had bones all over its body that could change shape at will, ready to be used as weapons. No matter where he attacked it, the bones would vanish like springs.
The worst part was that he was surrounded by an army of bones. Two hundred and six floating bones hovered in the air, seemingly with eyes, poised to launch an attack at any moment.
"This is troublesome!" Qingtian cursed under his breath. As the saying goes, two fists can't fight four hands; and now he was facing two hundred and six bones. He glanced sideways at the herbal package on the ground; it seemed he could only fight to the end. Lian Cheng Xue was his top priority now.
"Hahaha! Are you scared?" Bakemono's head floated in mid-air, laughing maniacally. "Human, hurry up and offer your heart to me!"
After its wild laughter, the group of bones charged at Lan Ran Qingtian. In an instant, the flying bones began to converge rapidly towards one spot.
Qingtian slowly closed his eyes as a surge of true energy began to circulate within him. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, a chilling Killing Intent driving his true energy forward. He shouted angrily, raising both arms, and a vivid dragon-tiger head image appeared on his chest.
"Exorcism Essence: Tiger Bites Double Dragons Storm Break!" Lan Ran Qingtian roared, and a whirlwind seemed to envelop him, instantly sweeping up the attacking bones and scattering Bakemono's bones everywhere.
"Ah!" Bakemono howled as its remaining skull was nearly caught in this storm break, spinning helplessly in the air. After a while, with a loud crash, the scattered bones fell all around him. When it opened its eyes again, there were no signs of life around; it roared furiously, "Damn human! You dare to toy with me? I won't let you off!"
In the forest, a shadow dashed quickly. Qingtian had just finished battling Bakemono and had used the Seven Character Formula. His legs were starting to tremble; this damned Demon had wasted so much of his time—how infuriating.
He looked up at the sky; dawn was approaching. This creature called Bakemono was indeed formidable; it had forced him to use his ultimate move. Even as a Saint Ten, he couldn't continuously use the Seven Character Formula—it consumed an immense amount of true energy.
Qingtian quickened his pace, but Xiang Xueer at home couldn't help but explode in anger, pacing back and forth in the room: "What is Qingtian doing? Where could he possibly be at such a critical time!"
Just as she was complaining, she heard footsteps outside in the yard. She hurriedly opened the door, and Qingtian finally returned. He quickly handed the medicine in his hand to Xiang Xueer: “How is Lian Xiong?”
“Hmph, how is he? If you had come back any later, he would probably be dead!” Xiang Xueer replied irritably. Suddenly, she noticed that there were actually wounds on his face and body, and she frowned: “What happened? Did something go wrong on the way?”
“Yeah, ran into some trouble!” Qingtian said as he walked over to Lian Cheng Xue and began to observe him closely: “What’s the situation now? Is he okay?”
Xiang Xueer quickly opened the medicine bag, took out the hemostatic and external injury powder, and then handed the herbs inside to Li Yunyang: “You hurry up and prepare the herbs. After I apply the medicine to him, give it to him.”
Li Yunyang reluctantly picked up the herbs, mumbling: “Why is it always me who has to do this kind of rough work!”
“Stop your nonsense and get to work!” Xiang Xueer said without looking up, pulling out her dagger from her ankle and placing it over the fire to heat it up: “I need to open up the wound on his arm and remove the infected part of it, so you come over and help. First, wash your hands and disinfect!”
Although not fully understanding, Lan Ran Qingtian still followed her instructions, standing by her side to help. Xiang Xueer slowly unwrapped the bandage on Lian Cheng Xue's right arm. Although it had stopped bleeding, the wound had indeed become infected and was rotting.
Xiang Xueer took a clean cloth to cover her mouth and nose, glancing at Qingtian: “I’m going to remove the infected flesh from his arm. You need to hold his body down tightly; it’s going to hurt a lot.”
“Okay! Got it!” Qingtian quickly complied with her instructions, holding down his body. Xiang Xueer, using the sterilized dagger heated by fire, began to cut away the infected flesh. The reddened blade made a sizzling sound as it touched the rotten flesh, emitting a foul odor...
“Ah!” A wave of intense pain hit Lian Cheng Xue, causing his body to thrash wildly as he let out a scream. Xiang Xueer frowned and shouted: “Hold him down tighter!”
Unable to bear watching, Lan Ran Qingtian turned his head away while forcefully pressing his body against the bed board. Xiang Xueer sprinkled some hemostatic and pain-relieving powder on his wound and quickly began cutting away the infected flesh.
With a 'splash,' blood sprayed onto Xiang Xueer's face. She didn't even dare to blink and continued with her actions. This process didn't last long; her movements were very swift, but Lan Ran Qingtian was drenched in sweat, feeling as if a thousand years had passed.
"Alright!" Xiang Xueer finally let out a sigh of relief, putting down the dagger in her hand. She then removed the cloth from her face and sprinkled the hemostatic powder onto the fresh wound, quickly wrapping it up with clean bandages.
The infected wound was basically treated. Lian Cheng Xue's tightly clenched fists gradually relaxed, and the veins on his forehead, which had bulged due to intense pain, slowly receded. Seeing this, Lan Ran Qingtian dared to loosen his grip; he was also drenched in sweat from the ordeal.
"Is the medicine ready?" Xiang Xueer turned her head to glance at Li Yunyang, who was peeking out from the kitchen with just his eyes visible. She frowned and asked, "What are you hiding over there?"
Li Yunyang pouted, "I heard that person's screams just now and didn't dare to come over. I couldn't tell if you were saving someone or killing someone!"
"You don't know anything!" Xiang Xueer shot back with wide eyes. "Hurry up and bring me the medicine!"
Li Yunyang mumbled under his breath as he brought over the prepared medicine. Xiang Xueer helped Lian Cheng Xue sit up to take it. In ancient times, there were no anesthetics, so one could imagine the pain of a severed arm: "Now it all depends on his willpower!"
Through a long night, Li Yunyang and Lan Ran Qingtian began burying the deceased villagers. Xiang Xueer stayed by his side, constantly changing the towel on his forehead, but she could still hear him muttering something: "It's a ghost, it's a ghost!"
Sigh! He's completely out of it! Xiang Xueer sighed as she looked at the wound on his arm, which had stopped bleeding and was beginning to heal. Who would have thought that despite having killed countless people, today I could actually save someone—truly rare.
As dawn broke, after Li Yunyang and Lan Ran Qingtian finished burying the villagers, they went into a small room. Upon entering, they began checking Lian Cheng Xue's injuries. Seeing that he was still unconscious and mumbling nonsense, they asked, "Jiaorong, what is he mumbling about?"
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