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Chapter 1116 - Chapter 1116 Chapter Four Hundred and Ten Saving People

Chapter 1116: Chapter Four Hundred and Ten: Saving People Chapter 1116: Chapter Four Hundred and Ten: Saving People Appearance and essence often present distinctly different visages.

For instance, when a critically ill patient suddenly speaks with a clear consciousness, it’s not a sign of improvement, but a fleeting rally before death.

A warrior who seems frail, as if a gust of wind could topple them over, might actually be the master of a ferocious ghost.

In the passage, Yun Quan, whose face was hidden in the dark alley and who was unconscious, seemed from the outside to be merely sleeping, while Tang Luo, who had split open his belly and melted half of his face, appeared to be someone on the verge of death.

However, Tang Luo, who forcefully merged with the Asura Divine Heart and wielded the Spirit Art of the Divine Sword, seemed to be in grave danger. But having had multiple experiences, Tang Luo cleverly avoided several parts that were most susceptible to contamination by Evil Qi. Gut-spilling and flesh rotting were merely external injuries.

During the execution of the Breath Arrow, Tang Luo also prudently reserved enough Innate Qi to counteract the Blood Fiend’s recoil.

Thus, the seemingly pitiful Tang Luo merely sustained some external injuries and was not at the brink of life and death. His condition was far better than Yun Quan’s.

But the situation had changed once again. Initially, he had thought the man was merely an old acquaintance of Sister Xiu’er, hoping to reason with her and appeal to her emotions, which should have been effective.

But the man turned out to be her actual uncle, which complicated matters. Having spent some time with Sister Xiu’er, Tang Luo felt he had come to understand her somewhat.

She was one to generously look after the children of her business friends; when it came to her own kin, wouldn’t she give her all?

Even if he was eloquent, there was no way to persuade Xiu’er to give up. So now there was only one option left–to pull Yun Quan back from death’s door.

Tang Luo drew out half of the Innate Qi within his body and injected it into Yun Quan’s God’s Residence through his left fingertips.

The diminishing soul, infused with pure Innate Qi, halted its decline, and as the soul began to revive, the Spiritual Power in the martial artist’s dantian no longer dissipated. Even his originally pallid complexion turned slightly rosy.

With just one finger, he brought Yun Quan back from the brink of death, as if by a miracle.

Watching her uncle’s stabilized condition, Xiu’er cried tears of joy. Turning her head to thank Tang Luo, she was startled.

The very Tang Luo who had just been full of vitality, scolding her for foolishness, now had a cyanotic complexion and his meridians showed a dark green hue. The previously rotting wound on his chest and abdomen burst forth with an unbearable stench of Evil Qi, and even his originally unharmed left hand looked like it had developed gangrene as from a winter’s sore.

This was clearly the invasion of Evil Qi, the infiltration of Evil Qi into the body!

Xiu’er hurriedly wanted to transmit her Qi to help, but she saw Tang Luo weakly pushing his wheelchair far back, gesturing for her to stop, “Don’t come any closer! And don’t even think about transferring Qi or drawing out some of the Evil Qi. You can’t withstand the poison in my body; it would be instant death on contact!”

Having a pair of eyes that could see through Primary Qi was a great asset. As long as you had sufficient computational ability, you could control the amount of Spirit Art’s power, and similarly, you could ascertain the balance of other energies and fluctuations of Primary Qi.

The Innate Qi he had left should have been enough to offset the impact of the Evil Qi on his injuries. But once a part of it was withdrawn, the situation became starkly different.

It was like two evenly matched armies–if one side suddenly withdrew half of its main force, the repercussions of that move weren’t just a simple defeat. Often, such actions resulted in the lesser force being completely massacred.

Just as with the Innate Qi and Evil Qi within Tang Luo’s body, which once kept each other in check, the balance toppled when half of the Innate Qi was withdrawn.

The long-suppressed Evil Qi burst forth, causing Tang Luo’s body to start disintegrating, and the remaining Innate Qi was only enough to protect his heart and neck, preventing the poison from reaching the most lethal areas.

But the first wave of the poison was simply too ferocious, even with barriers set up at major acupoints on his neck such as Renying, Shuitu, Qishe, Futu, Quepen, Tianding, Yameng, and Tianzhu using Innate Qi, the defenses were still breached, allowing the Evil Qi to reach his face.

With Tang Luo’s control of Spiritual Power, even strengthened by the blockage of Innate Qi, the struggle was still arduous, let alone the current condition of Sister Xiu’er who was full of injuries and low on Spiritual Power.

If she tried to approach at this moment, it would truly be a death wish.

But if Xiu’er was the type to listen to advice, she wouldn’t be who she was; stubbornly trying to move forward, yet she saw a hand in front of her, reduced to nothing but white bone.

“Listen to me, there isn’t much time left!”

Tang Luo’s eyes were full of seriousness and determination, despite his weakness.

“Evil Qi has entered my Sea of Consciousness, I’ll soon lose consciousness, and you must remember what I’m about to say next!”

“Do not attempt to guide the Evil Qi in my body, and do not touch me.”

“Your uncle’s injuries have stabilized for now, and there is no immediate threat to his life, so there’s no need to rush to break out. First, restore your Spiritual Power, tend to your wounds, make sure there’s no lingering blood energy, and then use the secret method to cross the boundary and gather intelligence.”

“A few days ago, I sent a letter asking an old acquaintance to come to Chaochang, a true powerhouse capable of deterring the Xiang Family. He will come to the cottage outside North City. Once he arrives, you find him, tell him that old friends from the Four Imperial Kingdoms seek his help, and then have him lead us out through the passage.”

“Remember, before this person arrives, under no circumstances should you take us through the passage for rescue, and absolutely don’t go to Fuyun Temple for reinforcements!”

“Finally, don’t panic, I have reached Martial Arts Divinity, I will definitely not…”

The continuous warnings were no match for the speed the Evil Qi was spreading. Before he could finish his sentence, Tang Luo’s head tilted to the side, and he lost consciousness.

Sister Xiu’er instinctively wanted to move forward to support him, but then she suddenly remembered Tang Luo’s instructions and stopped in her tracks, biting her lip hard.

Despite Tang Luo’s repeated advice not to touch him, he had ended up in this state trying to save her and her uncle. If his life truly was in danger, how could she possibly stand by without helping?

If the poison truly led to fainting by reaching the face and entering the brain, it would be an extremely dangerous situation. An injury to the Sea of Consciousness might well mean never waking up.

She stared intently at Tang Luo’s face, determined to assess his condition. If the unconscious Tang Luo’s complexion changed even slightly, she would risk her own life to draw out all the Evil Qi from his body, ready to trade her life for his!

Having made her decision, Sister Xiu’er stood not far in front of the wooden wheelchair, and using the Cloud Hand technique, she tore open the front of Tang Luo’s shirt, revealing skin that was stark white compared to the surrounding cyan-black flesh.

Once she confirmed that the poison had not reached his heart vessels, Sister Xiu’er’s eyes, clear as crystals, remained fixed on Tang Luo’s face. Only after ensuring that the most dangerous areas–the face and heart vessels–weren’t worsening, did she slowly sit down cross-legged, ready to regulate her breathing and recover.

Yet every few moments into her meditative practice, she couldn’t help but open her eyes to confirm that Tang Luo’s heart vessels and complexion were not deteriorating, allowing herself to continue her cultivation only after each check.

And so, with repeated checks and recovery sessions, what should have been cycles of a thirty-six Heavenly Circuit technique took an entire day and night.

I don’t know if it was from exhaustion or something else, but I’m too sleepy to keep my eyes open. I’ll have to finish the rest tomorrow. — Yours dearly, puffy writer Jing