Chapter 120 Returning to the Mountain, what is she anyway...?
"This is the young master's Earth Flame Vine."
In the brightly lit room, a handsome young boy handed an open medicine box to Li Mengbai. The dark red vines were carefully wrapped in silk, and although they were dehydrated and shriveled, they were still warm to the touch.
Li Mengbai took it out and placed it in Jiang Yuhuo's hand, then covered it with his own hand.
"Keep it safe. I've also had someone deliver Jinzhi's antidote." He looked up at Jiang Yuhuo's expression. "I've done everything I promised you."
Jiang Yuhu stared blankly at the vine in her hand. She had already asked the Ji family in Shannan County to help cure the poison in Jinzhi. Now that her senior brother had the antidote, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Li Mengbai moved closer to the person next to her, leaning against them like a boneless vine.
“Cough cough…” The white-bearded old herbalist suddenly coughed a few times. He put one hand on Li Mengbai’s wrist and his eyes swept over him. “The effects of the remaining ’Xiangjian Huan’ in the young master’s body will last for about two more days. After two days, he will be fully recovered.”
Li Mengbai nodded. It was only two days. As long as Jiang Yuhuo was by his side, it wouldn't be too difficult to endure.
The old herbalist continued, "However, this spiritual energy seal is not easy to break."
He took out a vermilion pen from the boy's medicine box and drew a six-pointed star in the air. The surrounding spiritual energy began to flow along the trajectory of the six-pointed star. With a flick of his finger, the six-pointed star struck Li Mengbai, but strangely, the light was completely annihilated as soon as it touched his body.
Li Mengbai was already proficient in various spells, seals, and talismans, and he immediately understood that this seal not only blocked the spiritual power in his body, but also all the channels in his body that absorbed spiritual energy, completely isolating him from spiritual energy.
It is indeed a very tricky situation, after all, it is the seal of the spirit-suppressing array.
"...This seal is domineering, but it's not without a way to break it. There is no absolute power in this world. All things in nature are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. Even the strongest seal can be broken through the ice with the right guidance." The old medicine man stroked his beard. "The best would be the Jianmu tree, but unfortunately, it was completely destroyed when the Heavenly Pillar collapsed. The next best would be the Jianglingmu tree, which is slightly inferior to the Jianmu, but its efficacy is sufficient. However, the Second Miss is not currently in Yanling..."
"I have."
Before the old herbalist could finish speaking, a storage bag landed in front of him. "The spirit-summoning wood is right here. You can find it by opening it."
Jiang Yuhuo has lost her spiritual power and can no longer even open her own storage bag.
The old herbalist was surprised for a moment, then glanced at Li Mengbai.
Li Mengbai leaned lazily against the man, smiling radiantly, "Don't look at me, now only you and your little apprentice can open this door."
The old medicine man was a little embarrassed to look, but he opened it as instructed and found a piece of black wood inside. He had thought he would have to go through a lot of trouble to borrow it from the second young lady, but luckily he had it on hand.
He had the two of them hold the piece of wood together, and then taught them a few incantations. While reciting the incantations, they activated the spirit-summoning wood to break the seal and channel spiritual energy. This spirit-summoning wood must have grown in the Netherworld Waters for many years; its spiritual energy was strong and its pathways were clear, so everything went smoothly.
Li Mengbai also noticed that something inside his body was about to break through, and wisps of spiritual energy were leaking out from the gaps, about to break through the seal. That feeling of his veins being clear and full all over his body returned.
But he smelled blood, opened his eyes, and saw a trickle of red spilling from the corner of the mouth of the person sitting opposite him.
Li Mengbai subconsciously wanted to let go to check on her, but a domineering spiritual force pressed him back into place, forcing him to hold the spirit-summoning wood.
"Don't move, it's almost done."
He saw Jiang Yuhuo's lips twitch, but the next moment more blood gushed from her mouth, and then the seal was completely broken. She seemed unable to hold on any longer and collapsed straight down.
Li Mengbai was startled. "What's wrong with you?"
He caught the person and immediately felt as if he were holding a ball of fire, so hot that he could hardly touch it.
"Don't scare me, Jiang Yuhuo, what's wrong with you?" He cupped her face in his hands, his voice filled with a panic he himself didn't realize. "Medicine Master! Come here quickly!"
"aunt--"
A petite figure rushed in through the door and darted to Jiang Yuhuo's side. "Auntie, what's wrong? Don't die!"
Jiang Yuhuo slowly opened her eyes and saw the girl who claimed to be her niece, her dark eyes glistening with tears. She opened her mouth, wanting to tell her again that she was not her aunt, but for a moment she couldn't make a sound.
Those dark eyes, so similar to hers, suddenly blazed with rage. "Bastards! What have you done to my aunt?!"
The girl angrily tried to push Li Mengbai, but Li Mengbai was not one to let her do as she pleased, and immediately launched a spiritual attack.
A slender hand pressed down on his hand.
"fine."
After saying this, Jiang Yuhuo took a while to recover before managing to stand up.
"It's just that it wasn't suppressed for a while, it will be fine in the future."
As the seal broke, spiritual energy filled her entire body, instantly spreading through her bloodstream along with it. Her body hadn't been impacted by fire energy like this for some time, hence the strong reaction. She only needed to regulate her breathing for a moment to allow her spiritual energy to suppress it, and she would be fine. However, she also vaguely sensed that as her spiritual energy increased, the fire energy's momentum seemed to intensify, especially after she received Situ Xin's spiritual energy. It seemed to have reached another level, a level that was almost beyond her control.
Jiang Yuhuo didn't want to think about what the future would be like, but at least for now, she could suppress the past.
When the old man touched Jiang Yuhuo's wrist with his fingers, he almost cried out from the burn.
He glanced at the young master, utterly astonished. How could he bear to keep holding such a hot body?
The old herbalist endured the burning sensation and probed further, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. He had only checked Li Mengbai's pulse earlier and assumed that both of them were in the same situation, but what exactly was inside the human body? He wanted to investigate further, but a spiritual force blocked his meridians.
Jiang Yuhuo withdrew her hand. "Thank you, sir. I know my own body well, there's no need to probe any further."
She dismissed everyone, including Li Mengbai and the girl who kept calling her "Auntie." She had already asked the Li family to release her, but she had run back.
*
Jiang Yuhuo meditated alone in the room for a long time before the fire in his blood calmed down.
With the return of spiritual energy, the objects that relied on it for maintenance also began to function again.
The message talisman flickered incessantly. Jiang Yuhuo opened it and saw a large number of letters piled up on it. Wen Yizhan would write one every now and then. Flipping to the last page, the latest letter was dated yesterday.
But how come he said his eyes have healed completely?
Jiang Yuhuo stared at the communication talisman for a moment, realizing it was time to go back.
She got up to pick up the sword on the table, but suddenly someone hugged her and pressed against her back silently, enveloping her in a warm and mellow fragrance.
"Let go." Jiang Yuhuo pressed down on his hands that were wrapped around her waist. "Li Mengbai, I'm going back."
"Stay for two more days, okay?" He tightened his grip on her arm, his cool hair falling onto her neck, his voice pleading, "Just stay with me for two more days, and my love poison will be cured. You know, I'm poisoned, and I'll suffer a lot without you."
"His eyes are healed now, aren't they? I saw it. Your health is clearly not good; wouldn't it be better to rest and recover before you leave?"
You read my letter?
Jiang Yuhu remembered that she had clearly seen him leave just now, so why did he suddenly reappear?
Li Mengbai seemed not to hear him and continued, "...He doesn't need you anymore, so it won't matter if you don't go back. But it's different for me. I need you, I can't live without you right now. Give me two more days, just two days, okay?"
Jiang Yuhuo didn't want to argue any longer. She used force to pry Li Mengbai's hand open and said in a deep voice, "I don't owe you anything, nor do I have any obligation to help you detoxify."
Upon hearing this, Li Mengbai stood there stunned.
Those beautiful eyes stared at her blankly, gradually becoming moist. After all, they had been through many hardships together, and Jiang Yuhuo felt a little reluctant, so she said, "You don't need me, you're just temporarily poisoned."
She picked up her sword and walked to the door. "Li Mengbai," she paused for a moment, "if we have the chance to meet again in the future, I hope you will not be like this."
The tall, slender figure disappeared outside the door, and Li Mengbai did not move.
A crane's cry came from outside, then vanished in an instant.
Even though his blood was surging to rush to her side, and his longing for her was almost draining him dry, Li Mengbai didn't move.
He thought Jiang Yuhuo was right; he was just poisoned, and it was Xiangjianhuan who had turned him into this state.
He wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye and gave a soft scoff. He thought to himself, he doesn't need her.
Who does she think she is...?
She's not some stunning beauty, not only is she slow-witted, but she's also incredibly stubborn, and her hits hurt... She's utterly useless.
He thought about it, counting her flaws, until the lamp oil gradually burned out, the sky brightened, and day and night alternated twice more...
The person inside was curled up on the couch, clutching a black outer robe, greedily drawing breath from it. It was the robe she had taken off when she was coughing up blood and had a fever, and she had originally intended for the servants to wash it and return it to her.
But now the clothes were clinging tightly to his body, causing him to let out an unbearable groan.
"Heh, heh." Li Mengbai chuckled briefly twice.
Nothing has changed.
*
For a long time, Wen Yizhan would have the same dream.
In his dream, his junior sister sat by his bedside, slit her wrist, and let him drink her warm blood from her smooth, white skin. He drank it without any hesitation, as if they were meant to be this intimate.
He dreamed about it again last night.
In his dream, a pair of hands touched his forehead, carrying a familiar warmth.
When Wen Yizhan opened his eyes, it was already bright outside. He immediately rolled over and jumped out of bed, muttering "It's over, it's over..." as he quickly put on his clothes.
Ever since the dragon poison was cured, the old man had been urging him to go to the Moyu River to work for the seniors guarding the river, to make up for the time he ran away during the purification ritual. But he was still waiting for his junior sister to return; what if he really left and she couldn't find him when she came back?
So he came up with a plan: he would help the old man's friend, Wuyaishanren, take care of the new children who had arrived on the peak, so that the two of them would have plenty of time to drink and play chess. Only then did the old man let him off the hook a little; if he were caught being late, he would probably be thrown into the Moyu River the next day.
Wen Yizhan rushed out the door, but out of the corner of his eye he saw something extra on the table. He stepped back and saw a dark red vine quietly placed on the spotless bamboo table.
It's not a dream!
My junior sister is back!
He immediately rushed into his junior sister's courtyard, from the front yard to the hall, to the bedroom, to the study, and even to the ice room on the side, all of which were empty.
The room was still the same as before; there was no one inside, and nothing had been disturbed.
My heart, which had been filled with joy, was immediately plunged into despair.
Could he have misread it?
Junior sister, have you still not returned?
Wen Yizhan left, closing the door behind him in a dejected manner.
"Senior brother," a familiar, cool voice came from behind.
Wen Yizhan turned around, and a tall, slender female cultivator in black emerged from the red maple forest. Her black hair was damp with dew, her dark eyes were like lacquer, and she slightly curved her lips, "What are you looking for?"
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