"What is it?" Xu Yourong did not raise her head, not even batting an eyelash.
"Someone wants to force their way in." Ye Xiaolian uneasily said, "It's … someone from the Orthodox Academy."
Xu Yourong was keenly aware that it was Zhexiu who dared to force his way into South Stream Temple's sword array and still wanted to see Chen Changsheng. She expressionlessly replied, "Break his legs."
Ye Xiaolian asked, "What about the two bishops?"
This was Mao Qiuyu and Linghai Zhiwang. As Prefects of the Orthodoxy, even South Stream Temple had to give them sufficient respect.
Xu Yourong said nothing, because she had already given her orders.
She only calmly gazed at Chen Changsheng on the couch.
Ye Xiaolian gazed at the distant beautiful figure from outside the threshold, her mood rather strange.
Her talent was not bad, and she had entered Gentle Stream Temple to cultivate at a very young age.
Gentle Stream Temple was very close to Mount Li's sword training grounds, and when she was young, she would often see Qiushan Jun practicing the sword there. Like all the other girls, she very naturally became Qiushan Jun's loyal follower. Thus, on the Divine Avenue of the Li Palace in the capital, she had spoken rudely to Chen Changsheng, only to be cursed by Tang Thirty-Six into tears.
Later on, many things happened. She went to the Garden of Zhou, and the object of her worship and love … gained a person called Chen Changsheng.
Perhaps for this reason, she had always felt a faint jealousy of Xu Yourong, but the difference between the two was too great, so she had no way of expressing it.
In the spring after the conclusion of the Grand Examination, she entered South Stream Temple from Gentle Stream Temple, so she would even less likely to show this sort of emotion in front of Xu Yourong. As time passed, the jealousy hidden deep in her heart had long since vanished. In the end, the object of her worship and love had even changed from Qiushan Jun and Chen Changsheng to Xu Yourong.
Just like the common people of the capital and the senior sisters of South Stream Temple.
She now looked at Xu Yourong sitting on the couch and felt that she was very tall.
If Mo Yu were present, hearing Xu Yourong's words and seeing her figure, she would assuredly feel that she was becoming more and more like the Divine Empress.
Not long after Ye Xiaolian left, the outside gradually grew quiet.
Xu Yourong calmly gazed at Chen Changsheng and noticed that he would occasionally frown. It seemed that even in his unconsciousness, he could still feel boundless pain.
Her medical skills could not compare to Chen Changsheng's, but she could still be considered pretty good. After holding Chen Changsheng's hand for so long and silently feeling his pulse, she had long ago determined that the Elder of Yourong's judgment was not wrong.
If his meridians were all severed, how would he be treated?
She looked back at the dark night sky outside the window. She didn't see any stars, so she knew there were clouds tonight.
After confirming that no one was spying on them from outside the building, she turned around and undid Chen Chang Sheng's clothes.
His tattered Daoist robe was thrown to the ground and his underwear was taken off.
During the entire process, her fingers were very steady, and her movements were very direct. There was no hesitation, and there wasn't a trace of embarrassment on her beautiful and slightly pale face.
Chen Chang Sheng's skin was very smooth, it looked like a baby's skin that could be broken with a single blow. This meant that he had undergone the most perfect Purification. Even after experiencing such a fierce battle and receiving such heavy internal injuries, there were no visible problems on the surface, not even the slightest wound. It looked like the colored porcelain popular in Xuelao City, with a faint layer of pink.
This kind of skin was perhaps the dream of all young girls, but Xu Yourong's expression was exceptionally grave.
Because that layer of pink wasn't because it was tender, but because Chen Chang Sheng's skin was oozing blood.
The blood that seeped out from his severed meridians was currently slowly seeping through his body. At any moment, it could seep out of his body, or flow out of his eyes, mouth, and nose.
This blood was no ordinary blood, but his true blood. Every drop of blood contained his divine soul.
Xu Yourong thought of the words Chen Chang Sheng had said to her in the Mausoleum of Zhou. Her expression grew even more grave, her face even paler, and a hint of anxiety finally appeared in her clear eyes.
This was the matter that worried Chen Chang Sheng the most in his life, and it was also the matter that worried her the most.
Just now, she had intentionally exposed the Elder of Heavenly Secrets's intentions, not hesitating to fall out with him, precisely so that the Elder of Heavenly Secrets would leave the house.
In the capital, Chen Chang Sheng had once said to her that the blood he bled no longer had the scent that he feared the most, but it was clear that the situation had changed.
Perhaps it was the moment he successfully broke through and attracted the radiance of the stars into his body.
Xu Yourong had no way of confirming whether or not her calculations were correct, but she could not take the risk. She could not let the blood in Chen Chang Sheng's body flow out.
A light yet suffused with a divine aura descended from her palm and enveloped Chen Chang Sheng's body.
The Elder of Heavenly Secrets had warned her that Chen Chang Sheng's meridians were currently all severed. Any sort of power, even Sacred Light, entering his body would only place an even greater burden on him, worsening his injuries.
But she still unhesitatingly used the Sacred Light technique. It was not because she did not completely believe the Elder of Heavenly Secrets's words, but because this Sacred Light was somewhat different.
The clear light fell on the surface of Chen Chang Sheng's body, but it did not enter his body. Instead, it stopped extremely close to his skin, a distance of not even one-tenth of a hair.
Xu Yourong's palm slowly moved and the clear light followed, slowly enveloping the surface of Chen Chang Sheng's body, not leaving a single spot untouched.
This sort of technique required extremely powerful control, required an extremely tranquil, stable, and powerful spiritual sense. There were very few people in the world that could do this.
Xu Yourong's Dao heart was brightly lit. After using this Sacred Light technique, her face once more paled.
The faint pink on the surface of Chen Chang Sheng's body, after being enveloped by that extremely thin layer of Sacred Light, became even fainter.
Even if the scent of his true blood seeped out through his pores, it would still be perfectly isolated by the Sacred Light.
After confirming that this problem had been temporarily resolved, Xu Yourong's expression finally relaxed somewhat.
The lake breeze blew in from outside the window, ruffling the hair on her temples. Fragrant sweat stuck to her pink cheeks, making her look very beautiful.
The lake breeze blew through Mount Han. The clouds in the night sky suddenly dispersed for a moment. Silver light descended and the pine trees rustled like a silver sea, a very beautiful sight.
Perhaps because the wild beasts in the forest had smelled something, or perhaps because they had been startled by the sudden descent of starlight, they howled at the vast sky full of stars, carrying with them the uneasiness of being disturbed.
In the depths of the pine forest that was like a silver sea, there was a rustling sound.
The leaves were numerous, obscuring the majority of that thing's body. Only the lines that were exposed could be seen. They were extremely graceful, and under the starlight, suffused with a silver light, appearing especially holy.
An eye peeked out from the dense leaves, brimming with intelligence and tranquility. However, as it gazed at the small house by the lake at the foot of the mountain, it revealed a tinge of perplexity.
It had clearly smelled something before, so it had come from a thousand li away, disregarding those repulsive monkeys by the lake. Why … was it that there was no smell now?
After some time, it gave up. It turned and walked into the depths of the pine forest, borrowing the trees to conceal all traces of its body.
Under the starlight, only a silver horn could be seen faintly discernible in the leaves.
The wild beasts of Mount Han, because of an inexplicable restlessness, howled at the starry sky.
The fish in the Heaven Lake also inexplicably became excited, constantly swimming in the water by the house.
Several hundred little black fish surrounded the seed in the fine sand in the shallow water, constantly pecking at it, also seeming like they were kissing it. They pushed the seed farther and farther away, all the way to the depths of the lake, where it could no longer be seen.
Xu Yourong took out a cloth bag from her sleeve, took out a candied date, and threw it into her mouth.
It was very sweet.
At times like these, sugar could help calm the mind and calm the mind. And she liked to eat sweets. The first time she was brought to Holy Maiden Peak, she was still very young. Her teacher, the Holy Maiden, had asked her how she could maintain a steadfast Dao heart. She looked at the box of candied fruits on the table behind her teacher, twisted her small body, and shyly said, "It's just candied dates."
Thinking of her childhood, she held the candied date in her mouth and happily laughed as she walked in.
Then she remembered that a few nights ago, she and Chen Changsheng had sat shoulder to shoulder by the lake. At the time, they had also been eating candied dates, but how could they maintain a steadfast Dao heart … her mind was slightly in disarray.
However, it was still very sweet.
She gazed at Chen Changsheng on the couch, thinking, although he's not as handsome as Senior Brother, he can still be considered handsome. I can look at him, and he's more bearable to look at.
In his dreams, Chen Changsheng was still tightly pursing his lips, his brow creased, as if in great pain.
Xu Yourong stretched out her hand and rubbed the space between his brows. Then, her fingertip fell on his lips, and like a dragonfly, she lightly tapped and returned.
"I won't let you die," she said, looking at him.
Because she was holding the candied date, her voice was somewhat unclear, but it was also extremely clear.
Blocking out the smell of Chen Changsheng's blood had only resolved the first problem. Next, she still had to resolve an even more troublesome problem.
If Chen Changsheng continued to bleed like this, even if the blood was scattered among his internal organs, he would still die from excessive blood loss.
How to staunch his bleeding was a very troublesome problem, because he currently could not endure the Sacred Light technique.
And even if the bleeding was stopped, how to replenish his blood was also a very troublesome problem, because he had clearly lost too much blood. It was impossible to rely on his own hematopoietic mechanisms.
If it were anyone else, they would not be able to resolve this problem. Just like the Elder of Heavenly Secrets had said, and just like Guan Bai's sword had faintly implied, the Heavenly Dao could not be defied.
Could the Heavenly Dao ultimately not be defied?
Xu Yourong wanted to battle with the Heavenly Dao, just like blocking that sword for him.
She was confident.
Because when he had saved her, he had also taught her this.
She took out the Tong Bow, her right forefinger lightly slicing across her left wrist.
A bloody wound appeared on her jade wrist, which gradually expanded as more and more blood seeped out.
The true blood of the Heavenly Phoenix ignited in the wind, emitting countless rays of light that illuminated her face with incomparable clarity, making her look incomparably beautiful.
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(This chapter is good. I really like romance.)
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