"How do you feel?" Hua Ci walked to Lu Ye's bedside and stood still. Her body fragrance made one feel relaxed and happy.
Lu Ye replied, "Much better."
"Let me take a look." Hua Ci's plump buttocks were crooked. She sat beside Lu Ye's bed and lifted his sleeve to check the injury on his arm. Then, she raised her hand to lift his lapel and looked at his chest. She nodded and said, "It's fine."
As she spoke, she took out some things from her storage bag and placed them beside the bed. She then instructed Lu Ye, "Take off your shirt."
Lu Ye's shirt had long been tattered and covered in blood. He had been busy recovering before and didn't have time to change it. Now, he obediently took off his shirt.
Hua Ci fiddled with the things she took out and said, "Your arms and chest are badly burned. It's not convenient to bandage them. For the time being, use medicine for a few days."
"Okay." Lu Ye responded.
"Give me your hands." Hua Ci said.
Lu Ye stretched out his hands, revealing his arms covered in dark green medicine. This should have been applied yesterday when he was still unconscious.
Hua Ci used some unknown method to clean Lu Ye's arm before continuing to apply the emerald green medicine on it.
After applying the medicine to his arms, she moved on to his chest. The injury on his back was a cut, so it wasn't treated this way. Lu Ye remembered that Hua Ci had applied some kind of ointment on his back yesterday. Today, he felt unbearably itchy all day.
When she was treating the wound on his back, Hua Ci asked Lu Ye to turn around and said, "Bear with it."
Before Lu Ye had time to react, he heard a tearing sound on his back. It seemed that the plaster he had applied yesterday had been torn off. Intense pain came from the wound, causing him to tremble all over and break out in a cold sweat.
This woman called Hua Ci was truly a woman who spoke the softest of words and used the most ruthless of methods …
The dark green light began to flicker, and there was a fluctuation of spiritual power. Lu Ye turned his head in surprise and vaguely caught a glimpse of something. He suddenly realized. "Senior Martial Sister is a medical cultivator?"
Daihai from the Vitality Sect had told him before that the cultivators were divided into six categories. They were the Body Cultivators who focused on cultivating the fleshly body, the Weapon Cultivators who focused on close combat, the Dharma Cultivators who studied spells, the Medical Cultivators who practiced medicine and helped the world, the Ghost Cultivators who communicated with the netherworld, and the External Cultivators who were proficient in alchemy, drawing talismans, setting up formations, crafting tools, and all sorts of other things.
Because a cultivator's cultivation base was very low at the beginning of their cultivation, they were mostly weapon cultivators. When one's cultivation base was not high enough, having a weapon in hand would undoubtedly give them a greater ability to protect themselves, and it would also make it easier for them to move around the Spirit Stream Battlefield.
However, during this period, the cultivators would make some preparations according to their own habits and preferences. When their cultivation was high enough, they could determine their own faction.
The cultivators he had seen in the Heaven Splitting Gorge before were basically all Armament Cultivators. Only Luo Ji had laid the foundation of a Dharma Cultivator with his Second Order cultivation. This was also because he came from a top Sect, so he had the foundation and capital to do so.
That Dong Shu Ye was also a Dao Cultivator, but he was a Seventh Order Spirit Stream Realm cultivator.
Until now, Lu Ye had met another cultivator who had determined their own faction, and it was also a medical cultivator. No wonder she was able to treat him.
"En," Hua Ci responded casually, "Why? Do you have a grudge with a medical cultivator?"
Lu Ye hurriedly said, "No, I have a grudge with a Dharma Cultivator." He secretly swore in his heart that in the future, if he encountered a Dharma Cultivator who was not pleasing to the eye, he would kill them first.
Hua Ci pursed her lips and smiled, "I see." The injuries on Lu Ye's body were obviously caused by a powerful Spirit Technique. As a medical cultivator who treated and saved people, Hua Ci still had a discerning eye.
Under the constant urging of Hua Ci's Spirit Qi, Lu Ye clearly felt the pain on his back diminish, and finally, it became itchy.
After she stopped, she stuck a plaster on Lu Ye's back.
Next, she began to treat the wounds on Lu Ye's chest and arms. This time, Lu Ye could clearly see that Hua Ci's hands were floating above his wounds. Her palms were covered in a dark green light, and under the nourishment of Hua Ci's wood-type spiritual energy, his wounds were slowly recovering.
This kind of healing method was quite magical.
This Senior Martial Sister was bubbling with beauty, a good figure, and pleasant to the ears. This kind of healing was naturally not boring.
After a while, Hua Ci stopped and stood up, saying, "Alright, today's healing is done." She extended a hand in front of Lu Ye, "Ten spirit stones."
Lu Ye looked up at her with a puzzled expression, "En?"
Hua Ci smiled, "Each healing session costs five spirit stones. You were too tired yesterday, so I didn't tell you. Including today's session, it's a total of ten spirit stones."
"There's a fee?" Lu Ye was stunned.
Hua Ci said, "The herbs I gave you to drink have to be bought, and the Spirit Pills and Spirit Stones I used to recover my Spirit Qi, so … of course there's a fee."
Lu Ye was speechless …
"You're a disciple from a large sect. You won't go back on your word, right?" Hua Ci's hand was still stretched out in front of Lu Ye, firm and persistent.
"Of course not." Lu Ye didn't know how she could tell that he was a disciple from a large sect, but what she said was not without reason. They were neither relatives nor friends, and since she was willing to spend time and effort to heal him, he should do something in return.
Being able to meet a medical cultivator here would undoubtedly save him a lot of time to recover, so it was still a profit for him.
"I don't have any spirit stones, but are Spirit Pills okay?" Lu Ye asked.
"Of course." Hua Ci nodded.
Lu Ye took out a bottle of ten Spirit Pills and handed it to Hua Ci.
"Thank you for your patronage!" Hua Ci accepted the Spirit Pills and smiled even more happily.
Lu Ye was afraid that she would say he was welcome to come again.
"Then you should rest well." Hua Ci reminded him, "I'll come back tomorrow to heal you."
Before she pushed the door open and left, she turned back and said, "If you can supplement it with Healing Pills, you should be able to recover faster."
"Got it." Lu Ye nodded.
Over the next few days, Lu Ye was bedridden. During the day, the little girl called Ling Yu would come to give him that bitter and deadly medicine, and at night, Hua Ci would cast a spell to heal Lu Ye.
Ling Yu's full name was Ruan Ling Yu, and she was a lively little girl. She was also a little sociable. After chatting with her a few times, Lu Ye learned that this was the site of a sect.
No one knew what sect this place originally belonged to. It had been attacked decades ago, and the entire sect had been destroyed. Although the Tianji Pillar still remained, the Tianji Pillar was no longer able to perform its original function.
This made Lu Ye involuntarily recall the scene where the Sect Leader had sent him to the Spirit Stream Battlefield in the wilderness. That place seemed to be the site of a sect as well.
Regardless of whether it was in the Nine States or the Spirit Stream Battlefield, there were many such sites. When a new sect appeared, they could choose these sites as their base because of the Tianji Pillar that had been left behind.
However, there were also many sites that no one chose, and these sites became places where rogue cultivators gathered.
Although the buildings in these sites had been in disrepair for many years, there were still many places that provided shelter from the wind and rain. Moreover, the locations were quite good, so it was natural that some homeless rogue cultivators would come.
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