Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1079: Winnie Romero Awakens!

Chapter 1079: Chapter 1079: Winnie Romero Awakens!

Hiss!

The door was tightly shut, and in the exceedingly quiet room, a faint sound suddenly emerged from thin air.

A young man in purple stood before the bed, his palm spontaneously producing a wisp of flame, a wisp of solid flame.

This flame was different from ordinary flames.

Because the flame was entirely purple.

Not only that, but around the purple flame flickered a thin layer of golden edge.

Imperial red flame!

That is, "Grade One red flame."

The young man in purple was none other than Wyatt Barnes, who returned to his room after parting ways with the patriarch of the Gagnon Family, Randy Gagnon.

After returning to his room, he lifted Winnie Romero, who was sleeping in an "ice coffin," and placed her on the bed.

He then conjured this Grade One red flame.

"The ’Soul-stabilizing Root’ that has existed in the world for a full five thousand years can only be smelted by ’Grade One’ or higher pill fire," Wyatt Barnes muttered to himself, his lips barely moving.

If there had been a second person awake in the room to hear Wyatt’s words, they would have been bewildered.

"Isn’t Grade One red flame the highest quality of pill fire? Where is there a ’Grade One’ or higher pill fire?"

That person would surely have such a question.

Of course, that would be because the person was ignorant of the existence of ’Emperor Grade alchemists’ and ’almost Emperor Grade alchemists’.

Otherwise, they would not have said such a thing.

Emperor Grade alchemists are the true pinnacle of "alchemists" on the Cloud Skies Continent!

While muttering, Wyatt casually took out a strange root-shaped medicinal ingredient. All the "roots" of the medicinal ingredient were coiled together, giving it an extremely bizarre appearance.

It was the "Soul-stabilizing Root"!

In an instant, the Soul-stabilizing Root was drawn by Wyatt to the top of the Grade One red flame, allowing the pill fire to completely envelop it.

A quarter of an hour passed, yet the Soul-stabilizing Root showed no sign of change.

"It is indeed the Soul-stabilizing Root that has survived in the world for ’five thousand years’... A full quarter of an hour, and without the aid of a medicine tripod, the Grade One red flame alone is still not enough to smelt it," Wyatt could not help but exclaim.

Subsequently, Wyatt took out a medicine tripod and tossed the Soul-stabilizing Root into it.

With the help of the medicine tripod, Wyatt quickly smelted the Soul-stabilizing Root and added some relatively common medicinal ingredients to successfully concoct the medicinal liquid he needed.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to make a solid "Pill Medicine," but after the Soul-stabilizing Root was smelted, it was utterly impossible to form into one, so he could only use it to concoct a medicinal liquid.

Snap!

Wyatt lifted his hand, and with a slap on the medicine tripod, the Grade One red flame wrapped around the tripod’s outlet, forming a faint barrier.

Whoosh!

Then, a pool of ink-black medicinal liquid shot out like an arrow, piercing through the barrier formed by the Grade One red flame and pausing in midair.

An invisible force emanated from Wyatt’s hand, pulling the pool of medicinal liquid as it continuously rolled in the air.

After putting away the medicine tripod, Wyatt guided the medicinal liquid to the bedside. His other hand lifted Winnie, who lay on the bed, to a half-reclined position against the headboard.

At the same time, he gently parted Winnie’s slightly dry lips.

Hoo!

At that moment, the medicinal liquid drawn by Wyatt reached Winnie’s mouth, slowly merging drop by drop inside her mouth, into her body.

In a short while, all of the medicinal liquid was sent into Winnie’s body by Wyatt.

"Winnie."

After everything was completed, Wyatt sighed in relief, simultaneously extending his spiritual power to follow the direction of the medicinal power derived from the Soul-stabilizing Root.

Wyatt’s spiritual power could sense it clearly.

As the medicinal power merged into Winnie’s body, it rushed directly to her mind and gathered in her brain within moments, charging straight toward her damaged soul.

Her soul, like a wisp of flame, floated in the depths of her mind, flickering incessantly.

Winnie’s soul had a damaged corner.

This was also the ’root cause’ of her comatose state.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

The streams of medicinal power gathered in Winnie’s brain, sweeping in from all directions, blending into her soul and converging together.

Winnie’s soul was completely enveloped, only the medicinal power could be seen rolling around it.

"Logically speaking, if it were just the ’Soul-stabilizing Root,’ Winnie’s soul couldn’t be completely restored... Even if it’s a five-thousand-year-old Soul-stabilizing Root, it wouldn’t be enough!" Wyatt was a bit lost in thought.

"I don’t know if Winnie will be able to wake up... If she does, there might be some negative effects stemming from the soul damage," Wyatt pondered, bracing for the worst-case scenario.

"I hope the ’reward’ issued by the patriarch will truly bring forth the ’Soul-setting Grass’... If so, Winnie’s soul could be completely healed."

Thinking this, anticipation filled Wyatt’s face.

Time slipped away quietly.

Winnie’s soul, still wrapped by the rolling medicinal power, kept Wyatt’s spiritual power from getting close, leaving him to watch from afar.

However, Wyatt waited silently at the bedside, awaiting the final outcome.

He knew that when the medicinal power completely merged into Winnie’s soul, there would be two possible results.

One of them was simply Winnie continuing to lie unconscious until she took the medicinal liquid refined from the "Soul-setting Grass," which could awaken her once more.

Another possibility was that Winnie Romero would wake up, but her soul would still be in a damaged state, inevitably causing some negative impacts on her.

Night enveloped the land, darkness so thick one could not see their hand before them, yet it didn’t affect Wyatt Barnes in the slightest.

The medicinal power continued to churn.

The spiritual force Wyatt Barnes extended seemed to be constantly reporting back the status of Winnie Romero’s soul buried deep within her mind.

He sat in front of the bed, patiently waiting.

At some point, dawn broke over the earth, and the room was filled with light once more.

"It’s done!"

At that moment, Wyatt Barnes found that the medicinal strength of the Pill Medicine brewed from the Soul-stabilizing Root had completely fused into Winnie Romero’s soul, repairing part of the soul’s injuries.

"Winnie!"

After withdrawing his spiritual force, Wyatt Barnes looked towards Winnie Romero with a nervous face and reached out to hold her hand.

Winnie Romero’s hand was very hot from being constantly exposed to the cold in the ice coffin, and even after leaving the coffin for a whole day, her hand remained that hot.

But Wyatt Barnes didn’t pay attention to that.

His gaze was firmly fixed on Winnie Romero’s beautiful face; he just wanted to know whether the part of her soul that was repaired would cause her to awaken.

Time slipped away quietly.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Winnie Romero still showed no signs of waking up.

"Sigh."

Seeing this, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but sigh and withdrew his gaze, murmuring, "It seems that we have to find the Soul-setting Grass to wake Winnie up."

"Hmm."

Just then, a soft sound reached Wyatt Barnes’ ears like thunder, causing his pupils to shrink, and he stood up abruptly.

His gaze shot out like lightning, once again locking onto the red-dressed woman on the bed, Winnie Romero.

Winnie Romero’s mouth moved slightly, and her beautiful face showed signs of life.

Next, her water-like autumn eyes opened, and the first thing she saw was Wyatt Barnes looking at her, but there was no unusual emotion flashing in her eyes.

Stranger.

When Winnie Romero looked at Wyatt Barnes, her eyes were filled with a deep unfamiliarity, as if she had never known the person that was Wyatt Barnes.

This gaze, full of unfamiliarity, pierced Wyatt Barnes’ heart with pain.

"It seems that what I was most worried about has still happened."

Wyatt Barnes murmured in his heart.

Whoosh!

Before Wyatt Barnes could react, a streak of red light flashed before his eyes.

In the next moment, he found that Winnie Romero had left the bed and vanished from his sight.

At the same time, he clearly felt a scorching breath behind him.

"Winnie!"

Wyatt Barnes turned around to see Winnie Romero floating in the air, her red dress billowing, surrounded by rising flames.

He noticed that Winnie Romero’s gaze towards him still held no emotion and was extremely foreign, as if she were looking at a stranger.

Taking a deep breath, Wyatt Barnes suppressed his restless emotions and asked softly, "Winnie, don’t you recognize me? I’m Brother Barnes."

"Brother Barnes?"

Hearing Wyatt Barnes’ words, Winnie Romero, who stood suspended in the air, furrowed her brows as if trying to recall something.

Her red dress, along with the scorching flames rolling around her body, made her seem like a lost spirit of fire.

"Yes, I’m Brother Barnes! Wyatt Barnes!"

Seeing Winnie was pondering, Wyatt Barnes quickly followed up, hoping to awaken her memory.

"I don’t recognize you!"

However, what he got in return was a cold shout from Winnie Romero.

Moreover, as Winnie Romero shouted, her beautiful face seemed to be covered with frost, frost not even the flames around her could melt.

Shoo!

With a raise of Winnie Romero’s hand, a sword appeared, a five-foot-long, thin red soft sword.

It was the Emperor Grade spirit sword Wyatt Barnes had once given her!

Just now, however, she pointed the sword Wyatt Barnes had given her directly at Wyatt Barnes and demanded, "Who on earth are you?!"

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

...

Just then, a flurry of urgent voices came from outside the door. It was Fill Bear who heard about the commotion in Wyatt Barnes’ room from a servant girl and rushed over.

Yet, he received no response.

"Winnie, I am Brother Barnes... have you forgotten? The sword in your hand was given to you by me not long ago. Have you forgotten all of this?"

Even as Winnie Romero pointed the sword at him, Wyatt Barnes didn’t show any wariness; he patiently called to awaken Winnie Romero’s memory.

"Brother Barnes? This sword, was it given to me by you?"

Winnie Romero looked at Wyatt Barnes, then at the sword in her hand, and murmured softly.

"Yes. Do you remember now?"

Wyatt Barnes nodded with a hopeful expression.

Although he had been mentally prepared, when he discovered that the awakened Winnie Romero had forgotten him, his heart was still filled with helplessness and bitterness.

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