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The biting cold surged like a tide, and I suddenly opened my eyes, only to find myself in complete darkness. Fear coiled around my heart like a vine, and I struggled to scream but could not make a sound. Was I trapped in that pitch-black place?
“Lingxi, you’re awake!” Bai Wei's familiar voice sounded like heavenly music. It was then that I realized I was lying on a soft bed, with a dim oil lamp casting light on Bai Wei's anxious face.
“Where is Du Ming?” I struggled to sit up but felt utterly weak.
Bai Wei quickly supported me and said with concern, “Don’t worry, Du Ming is fine; he just sustained some injuries and is resting in the next room.”
Hearing that Du Ming was okay, my heart finally relaxed. But the next moment, it tightened again. “Bai Wei, what happened to me? How did I end up here?”
Bai Wei sighed and recounted what had happened while I was unconscious. It turned out that she had arrived just in time to rescue both me and Du Ming from that dreadful place. However, I had been placed under some kind of restriction and remained unconscious.
“Do you know how to lift the restriction on me?” I asked anxiously.
Bai Wei shook her head. “I’ve tried, but my spiritual power is too weak to break it. However…” She paused and took out an ancient yellowed book from her pocket. “I found this!”
I took the ancient book from her hands and saw several archaic characters on the cover—“Mystical Healing Canon.”
A glimmer of hope ignited within me. “Does it contain methods to lift the restriction?”
Bai Wei nodded. “The Mystical Healing Canon records various extraordinary medical techniques; there should be a way inside.”
I opened the medical text and began to study it carefully, but the words were obscure and difficult to understand; after a long time, I still couldn’t make sense of it.
“What should we do?” I felt deflated like a punctured balloon, filled with helplessness.
At that moment, Bai Wei suddenly pointed at a passage in the text and said, “Lingxi, look here; it seems to mention something called ‘Xuanming True Qi’ that can lift the restriction on you.”
Following Bai Wei’s finger, I indeed saw this phrase: “Xuanming True Qi can dispel all poisons and break all laws.”
“But where can we find this ‘Xuanming True Qi’?” I furrowed my brow, filled with doubt.
Bai Wei pondered for a moment before saying, “I once saw a record about ‘Xuanming True Qi’ in an ancient text. It is said that this technique has been lost for many years, and only by finding the Qingyun Daozhang who lives in Cloud Mist Mountain can we hope to receive his teachings.”
“Qingyun Daozhang?” I murmured to myself. “It seems we need to make a trip to Cloud Mist Mountain.”
So, Bai Wei and I packed our bags and set off on our journey to Cloud Mist Mountain. The terrain there was treacherous, shrouded in mist year-round. After much hardship, we finally found the residence of Qingyun Daozhang in a secluded valley.
Qingyun Daozhang was an elderly man with white hair yet youthful features. Upon hearing our purpose, he shook his head and said, “Xuanming True Qi is a secret of my sect; how can I easily pass it on?”
I felt disheartened instantly, but Bai Wei stepped forward and pleaded, “Daozhang, Lingxi is gravely poisoned and her life hangs by a thread. Please consider her good intentions and save her!”
Qingyun Daozhang looked at me and then at Du Ming before finally sighing deeply. “Very well, very well; I will make an exception this once. However, cultivating Xuanming True Qi is extremely difficult; if you are not careful, you may fall into madness. You must think carefully.”
Du Ming immediately knelt down without hesitation and said firmly, “As long as it can save Lingxi, I am willing to do anything!”
Qingyun Daozhang nodded and said, "Alright, since that's the case, I will teach you the mental formula for 'Xuanming True Qi.' As for how far you can cultivate it, that depends on your own fortune."
Thus, Du Ming began to diligently practice "Xuanming True Qi" under the guidance of Qingyun Daozhang. The process of cultivating "Xuanming True Qi" was far more arduous than he had imagined. Du Ming fought against the raging true energy within him day and night. Watching his increasingly gaunt face filled me with heartache, yet I felt powerless to help. Bai Wei always stayed by our side; although she did not understand medicine, she could always find various ways to help alleviate the pain Du Ming experienced during his cultivation.
One time, Du Ming nearly fell into madness due to the chaotic flow of true energy. It was Bai Wei who rushed into his room without hesitation and used her spiritual power to guide his meridians, which saved him from danger. Seeing Bai Wei's pale face filled me with gratitude and guilt.
"Bai Wei, thank you..." I said, holding her hand and choking on my words.
Bai Wei forced a smile and replied, "We are best friends; there's no need to be so formal. Besides, I also hope Du Ming can recover soon so that you can regain your health as well."
I nodded and silently vowed that once Du Ming recovered, I would repay Bai Wei's kindness properly.
Days passed, and Du Ming's cultivation of "Xuanming True Qi" gradually got on track. Meanwhile, he also began to gather the rare medicinal herbs recorded in the Mystical Healing Canon. Some herbs grew on steep cliffs, while others were hidden deep in the mountains; each one was hard to come by.
Whenever Du Ming went out to search for herbs, Bai Wei would strategize for him, using her rich experience and connections to help him solve various problems. Watching their seamless cooperation stirred an unusual feeling within me.
Finally, after enduring countless hardships, Du Ming managed to collect all the medicinal herbs. Following the instructions in the Mystical Healing Canon, he refined these herbs into pills and carefully fed them to me.
The pills melted in my mouth, and a warm energy flowed through my body; I felt the restrictions on me gradually loosening. Du Ming and Bai Wei stayed by my side, their faces filled with tension and anticipation.
I don't know how long it had been when I finally slowly opened my eyes. What came into view were the anxious faces of Du Ming and Bai Wei.
"Lingxi, you're awake!" Du Ming exclaimed excitedly as he grasped my hand, his voice trembling slightly.
I tried to sit up but found myself utterly weak. Bai Wei quickly supported me and asked with concern, "Lingxi, how do you feel?"
I shook my head to indicate that I was fine and then turned to Du Ming and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"You have been unconscious for a full seven days," Du Ming replied. "During these seven days, I stayed by your side without leaving."
A warmth spread through my heart as I held his hand back and said, "You've worked hard."
"Silly girl, doing this for you is something I'm willing to do," Du Ming said gently as he looked at me with eyes full of affection.
I felt that the distance between us seemed to close a little more; however, at that moment, a terrifying thought suddenly flashed through my mind: What would happen if one day Du Ming discovered my true identity? Would our feelings still be like they are now?
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