Cloud Moon: "???"
Yu Yanluo: "???"
Yan Xuehen: "???"
Seeing the three women's bewildered expressions, Zu An explained, "I'm actually a semi-divine doctor; I can use my internal energy to detoxify and heal people, so it doesn't necessarily require that kind of thing..."
Before he could finish speaking, a sharp pain shot through his waist. It turned out that Yu Yanluo was pinching him hard, her beautiful eyes filled with extreme shame and indignation.
Anger from Yu Yanluo: +111 +111 +111...
Zu An then realized he had caused a great disaster and hurriedly explained, "It depends on the situation. Someone like you, whose life essence has been damaged, must be treated that way; but Master Yan's life essence is intact, so that method is not necessary."
Hearing this explanation, Yu Yanluo finally felt relieved, thinking to herself, "Why didn't this scoundrel say so earlier? He made me make such a fool of myself."
Hearing him say that, Yan Xuehen visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then... I'll have to trouble you."
Humans have a survival instinct, and naturally she didn't want to die.
At the same time, she glanced at Zu'an strangely, not expecting that she had misunderstood him; he was actually such a noble gentleman.
Yun Jianyue slapped Zu An on the head in an annoyed tone: "You silly boy, you don't even know how to seize such a good opportunity."
But for some reason, she felt a little happy.
"Hurry up and save her, or she might kick the bucket." Regaining her composure, she began to gloat again.
Yu Yanluo also stood up and said, "The situation here has stabilized and there should be no danger for the time being. We'll go check it out from the side and protect you while we're at it."
Yun Jianyue did not refuse. After all, healing is something that is easily disturbed. Although she had fought with Yan Xuehen her whole life, she did not want to take advantage of him in this situation.
After the two walked away, Yan Xuehen said weakly, "Could you move me a little further away?"
The man held her tightly, exuding masculine energy. She, who was always pure and untainted, was not used to such close contact with a man, especially since he was very special to her.
Zuan naturally didn't say anything, helped her sit cross-legged opposite him, and then pressed his palms together.
Who knew that Yan Xuehen was too weak, and couldn't even maintain the position of her arms, which drooped down subconsciously.
Zuan quickly interlocked his fingers and grabbed her hands.
This action is far too intimate, giving off a sense of being conquered and violated.
An unnatural blush rose to Yan Xuehen's face, and a line of poetry suddenly popped into her mind: "Holding your hand, we will grow old together."
The thought had barely crossed her mind when she was startled and instinctively tried to pull her hand back.
Zuan said seriously, "Calm your mind, I'm going to start expelling the poison and healing your wounds."
Seeing his clear eyes, Yan Xuehen understood that he was trying to restrain her hand and did not have any rude intentions.
She was also a first-rate person in the world, and she immediately adjusted her mood, entering a state of supreme detachment.
After calming down, she found her previous mindset somewhat laughable.
Compared to the great principles of heaven and earth, what is the love between men and women?
Moreover, he was his own apprentice's man, so it was destined to end badly.
A sword of wisdom appeared in her mind, gently severing the lingering thread of affection that was already faintly present. Instantly, her mind became clear, and her body even emitted a faint, pure, and holy light, as if the Great Dao was approving of her.
At this moment, she felt two warm currents being transmitted from the other person's palms. She couldn't help but become interested and wanted to take the opportunity to find out what was going on with the other person's technique.
How could there be such a miraculous skill in the world, which not only gives him amazing recovery ability, but also allows him to heal fatal injuries to others?
"This energy seems to contain the purest essence of the beginning of heaven and earth..." Yan Xuehen was extremely surprised. The other party was only at the ninth rank, yet he was able to refine such pure energy. You should know that even she could only occasionally catch a similar aura in the world.
She felt the other person's aura flowing through her body, marveling at the profound mystery of this technique, which even she couldn't see through for a while.
Why do I feel a bit hot?
You should know that she practices the Supreme Forgetfulness Manual, and is most familiar with the Ice Heart Technique within it. Combined with the Snowflake Divine Sword, she can be described as having truly ice-like skin and jade-like bones. Her body temperature is cooler than that of normal people, and she should not feel hot even under the scorching summer sun.
However, she assumed that her injuries were too severe to maintain her usual level of skill, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
After a while, she found that her heart was beating very fast.
Those two thick, warm currents had transformed into trickles that flowed throughout her body, nourishing her meridians and peeling away the toxins like a silkworm shedding its cocoon.
Wherever the warm current reached, she felt a tingling, numb sensation—a strange but very comfortable feeling.
I originally thought that with such a serious injury, the treatment would be very painful, but I didn't expect it to be so easy and pleasant.
Because she was so relaxed, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the man holding her hand.
At this moment, Zu'an had her eyes closed, presumably focused on controlling the countless vital energies to nourish and heal her meridians and internal organs.
With lines like those sculpted from marble, she has lost her usual frivolity and now exudes a resolute and composed aura.
"I didn't expect this kid to be so handsome when he gets serious."
Seeing that he was sweating profusely from practicing his internal energy, Yan Xuehen thought to herself that it was all because of me that he was so exhausted.
She suddenly felt an urge to wipe his sweat, but then remembered that she couldn't move her hands.
He could only watch helplessly as the fine sweat gradually gathered, eventually forming beads the size of soybeans, which flowed down his cheeks and across his skin, seemingly radiating an unusual luster and charm.
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