YM778.TV Chapter 109
Those two graves were unmistakably the tombs of Fairy Yu and her husband.
The previously terrifying Startling Swan Immortal Sword, which had been slashing with sword qi, was now quietly inserted in front of Fairy Yu’s grave, serving as a tombstone.
But when Li Muyang looked down, he saw himself wearing the green robe of an outer disciple of the Demon Refining Sect, and his body was his own.
Moreover, there was no hunger or pain in the game.
But now, Li Muyang was not only sore all over but also seriously hungry.
Although a Qi Refining Realm cultivator wouldn’t starve to death without food for a few days, the current Li Muyang was experiencing gnawing hunger pain, not knowing how many days he had been starving.
He looked around somewhat blankly, unsure of what was happening.
Wasn’t I in the underground mine? How did I end up at Fairy Yu’s burial site?At that moment, footsteps sounded from the bamboo forest.
A woman in tattered clothes looking somewhat weary walked out.
She was dressed in a purple robe, the attire of an elder of the Demon Refining Sect.
But the once imposing and fearsome purple robe was now full of holes, hanging on her like a beggar’s rags.
The dress beneath the purple robe was equally tattered and full of tears.
Through the tears, one could see the woman’s shocking wounds.
Some wounds were deep, some shallow. On an ordinary person, they would have been fatal many times over, yet she moved with ease.
In her arms, she held a bunch of bamboo shoots.
Seeing Li Muyang awake, the purple-robed woman who emerged from the bamboo forest raised an eyebrow, her pale face showing indifference.
“…Awake?”
Saying this, Yan Xiaoru tossed what was in her arms in front of Li Muyang, instructing as if it were the most natural thing to do: “Cook these.”
Li Muyang looked down at the pile of bamboo shoots before him, then at Elder Yan in front of him, hesitating slightly.
“Uh
Li Muyang scratched his head, cautiously asking: “Elder Yan, where are we now?”
For some reason, Elder Yan no longer exuded the intimidating aura that once made Li Muyang tremble with unease.
Her expression was weary, her breathing slow. She seemed just an ordinary injured woman.
Beneath the tattered purple robe, the torn dress outlined an exquisitely curvaceous figure.
The plunging neckline revealed a stunningly deep and white cleavage.
The former Yan Xiaoru was fearsome, and Li Muyang kept his distance, fearing that the Demonic Sect elder would take notice of him.
Li Muyang had too many secrets.
Only by keeping a low profile could he make a fortune quietly.
It was only today that he realized Elder Yan was so powerful.
Truly befitting of a Demonic Sect elder…
She must be at least an E-rank powerhouse! (TLN: Talking about her chest.)
Li Muyang’s thoughts raced, but his facial expression remained unchanged, betraying nothing of his inner thoughts.
However, at this moment, Elder Yan seemed too preoccupied to care about what this minor outer disciple was thinking.
After placing the bamboo shoots down, she no longer looked at Li Muyang but gazed at two graves not far away.
Yan Xiaoru’s gaze was icy cold.
“This place is a secret realm within Demon Sword City. During my battle with the Centipede Ridge demon king, we unintentionally broke into this secret realm.”
“Although I ultimately killed that female centipede, in her dying moments, she self-destructed the Sun and Moon Pot, attempting to take me down with her.”
“I brought you into this secret realm for refuge, but unexpectedly, this realm is related to that immortal sword. Now it has sealed the realm, and I cannot leave.”
“Fortunately, once the dust settles outside and the sect receives the news, the sect master will arrive. Then, with the sect master’s help from the outside, we can break open this secret realm.”
Elder Yan explained the situation with a detached demeanor.
Then she pointed to the two graves ahead, saying: “I’ve roughly explored this secret realm. Apart from not being able to approach those two graves, the rest of the area is free for movement.”
“Go find some firewood and cook these bamboo shoots.”
Elder Yan commanded Li Muyang to work, but as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly froze, her expression solidifying as she stood there.
An eerie silence fell over the secret realm.
This silence made Li Muyang uneasy.
“Uh… Elder Yan?”
Looking at the motionless woman before him, Li Muyang cautiously asked: “Do you have any other instructions?”
As Li Muyang’s voice fell, a breeze blew by, and the rigid Elder Yan collapsed straight down.
Blood spurted from her mouth.
“The hell?! Elder Yan?!”
Li Muyang was stunned by this horrifying scene.
He quickly jumped up from the grass and ran to the woman’s side.
But on the lush green grass, the woman in the purple robe lay stiffly on the ground, motionless.
Although her eyes were open, they were utterly vacant, devoid of focus.
If it weren’t for the slight rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, Li Muyang might have thought Elder Yan was dead.
“Uhh… Elder Yan? Elder Yan?”
Li Muyang stood by, bewildered, but no matter how he called, he couldn’t rouse the wide-eyed Elder Yan.
At this moment, Yan Xiaoru was clearly unconscious.
But why are your eyes wide open if you’re unconscious?
Are you Zhang Fei from another world?
(TLN: Zhang Fei can sleep with his eyes open.)
Li Muyang called out for a while, but the unconscious Yan Xiaoru remained motionless with her eyes wide open.
Meanwhile, the wounds on her body began to bleed, looking very tragic.
For a powerhouse of this level, even with severe injuries, it would be impossible for blood to flow so freely.
Their control over their own flesh was already so precise that it reached the cellular level.
Now that the wounds were bleeding, it was clear that Elder Yan had been gravely injured and had fallen unconscious, completely losing control over her body.
As the wounds bled, Elder Yan’s breath grew weaker and weaker.
Li Muyang felt that if he just stood by and did nothing, Elder Yan might just die…
“Uh… Elder Yan?”
Li Muyang hesitated for a moment, but eventually went over to her side and took off the Qiankun Ring she wore on her left hand.
As a Demonic Sect elder, she was bound to have a spatial treasure.
Li Muyang directly opened the Qiankun Ring and started rummaging through it.
“Uh… undergarments? Candied hawthorn sticks? And osmanthus cakes…”
Li Muyang rummaged through the Qiankun Ring and was a bit surprised.
What kind of random stuff was this aloof and domineering Demonic Sect elder carrying around?
Are you a three-year-old child?
After searching through the assortment of snacks, pastries, and pretty clothes, he finally found the spiritual items and medicines used for cultivation and healing.
He poured out all the spiritual medicines from the Qiankun Ring and arranged the rest beside the unconscious woman.
Li Muyang began to study how to use these spiritual medicines.”Is this… uh… Bone-Connecting Ointment? For mending bones?”
“Soul Refining Powder… this is for killing people, right?”
“Devouring Heart… Gu? Uhh… this definitely can’t be used for healing, right?”
The purple-clad woman was becoming increasingly faint, and Li Muyang was frantically searching through a pile of spiritual medicines with a headache.
Finally, he found a healing spiritual medicine he recognized.
“Great Restoration Pill! This can heal injuries!”
Li Muyang immediately poured out a Great Restoration Pill and stuffed it into the mouth of the purple-clad woman.
Yan Xiaoru’s spiritual medicines were all top-notch, and Li Muyang, a minor character, had hardly heard of them. There were no instructions.
If it weren’t for the time his little sister Li Yuechan was critically injured and near death, and he had done some research, he probably wouldn’t even recognize the Great Restoration Pill.
After carefully placing the Great Restoration Pill into Yan Xiaoru’s mouth, Li Muyang nervously stepped back to watch.
This Elder Yan… she shouldn’t die, right?
With such strenght, it would be a pity to die.
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