Xiu Qiyu, standing not far away in the tall tree canopy, nodded and floated lightly to Ye Xiruo's side: "Not bad."
Ye Xiruo raised her head like a proud peacock: "That's right, don't you even know who I am?"
"Have some water."
Ye Xiruo didn't feel tired when she was running, but now she plopped down on the ground, gulping down water, and pointed at the rabbit on the ground: "We're having roasted rabbit for lunch today."
"Okay. On the condition that you kill two more."
Ye Xiruo lay down on the ground and said, "Just kill me!" One rabbit almost made her vomit blood, killing two more would be giving her too much credit.
"I believe you." Xiu Qiyu took out a light blue handkerchief and gently wiped the dust and sweat from Ye Xiruo's face. Being looked at so closely by this almost flawless face, as if she were his most precious treasure, made Ye Xiruo's heart even more complicated. Her face turned red in an instant.
Xiu Qiyu remained expressionless, while Ye Xiruo turned her face away. Perhaps she was overthinking it; someone as outstanding as Brother Xiu Qiyu must have many girls liking him, so why would he like an ugly duckling like her? Ye Xiruo felt a pang of bitterness in her heart, but she quickly recovered and began to silently recover her true energy. Her spiritual power was less than half remaining, but she could still muster enough strength for one more attack. After all, recovering spiritual power was extremely difficult and couldn't be achieved simply by absorbing the spiritual energy of the weather.
Xiu Qiyu closed his eyes, his divine sense enveloping the surroundings.
"I've almost recovered." Ye Xiruo stood up, her expression even more determined. Xiu Qiyu nodded: "Very good. Alchemists' physical condition is inherently poor, and their combat strength is almost nonexistent. Even with the protection of martial artists, tragedy is still inevitable in dangerous places. What you need to do now is to do everything you can to improve your true strength. Fight if you can, and run if you can't. When you have money, you can also use various magical treasures to improve your survival rate. But magical treasures and healing medicines are ultimately external things. Only when you are truly strong can you be fearless."
Ye Xiruo nodded: "I understand."
Another Fire Rabbit appeared, but Xiu Qiyu quickly flew away, taking the dead rabbit with her.
However, the blood of its kind still ignited the rabbit's ferocity. Its long claws gleamed coldly in the sunlight as it viciously lunged at Ye Xiruo. Ye Xiruo dodged, and began to gather her true energy to attack the rabbit's head.
It obviously does nothing but provoke the rabbit.
However, Ye Xiruo still kept a relatively close distance to the Fire Rabbit, dodging awkwardly and almost getting caught several times.
She was waiting, waiting for this damned rabbit to be completely enraged and lose its mind; that would be the best time to attack.
(#‵′) Damn it. Ye Xiruo couldn't help but swear. This damn rabbit was actually breathing fire at her face. If she hadn't dodged quickly, she would have been disfigured by now. Even so, she paid the heavy price of having a bunch of hair burned off.
Ye Xiruo's eyebrows shot up: "I'm not going in. I can't handle you, you dead rabbit." After saying that, she conjured several sticks and hit the rabbit's head hard.
The Fire Rabbit kept breathing fire and attacking Ye Xiruo. Ye Xiruo's stamina was being depleted. She was accidentally scratched on the arm, and her face turned pale. She almost fainted.
When had she ever suffered such a severe injury? Blood was flowing continuously, and it burned with pain. Ye Xiruo pursed her lips, remaining conscious.
The Fire Rabbit's attacks became faster and faster, and Ye Xiruo's wounds multiplied, her face growing paler and paler.
Standing atop the giant tree, Xiu Qiyu wore a cold expression. The incomparably sharp sword energy between his fingers flickered, almost unleashing itself several times, but he restrained himself. However, his face clearly showed a mixture of anger and heartache.
He estimated that Ye Xiruo should have collapsed by now, but she was still struggling to hold on. Even though her true energy was about to be exhausted, her eyes were still bright. She wanted to kill this dead rabbit.
With a roar, Ye Xiruo plunged a semi-transparent dagger into the heart of the Firefly Rabbit. The rabbit's cold, bloodstained claws were less than an inch from her neck.
Ye Xiruo quickly jumped away and slumped to one side.
Behind him, the Fire Rabbit crashed to the ground, and amidst the rising dust, Xiu Qiyu's white figure appeared in front of Ye Xiruo in an instant.
Without saying a word, he silently took out medicine, spiritual spring water, and clean cloth one by one from his spatial ring. Finally, he even took out a bright red spiritual fruit shaped like a peach.
Unfortunately, Ye Xiruo didn't even have the strength to lift her arm. All the wounds on her body flared up at once, and the pain made her wish she could just faint.
Xiu Qiyu tore open the clothes around the wound, first carefully cleaned the wound with spring water, then sprinkled on the medicine powder and began to bandage it.
Even the crows in the sky couldn't bear to hear Ye Xiruo's screams and flew away with strange cries.
Xiu Qiyu gave Ye Xiruo a strange look: "This is just a superficial injury."
Ye Xiruo glared at Xiu Qiyu: "Nonsense, I clearly suffered internal injuries, internal injuries, okay?"
Xiu Qiyu took out a snow-white pill and put it into Ye Xiruo's mouth. Sure enough, as the medicine took effect, Ye Xiruo stopped howling.
He smacked his lips: "What kind of medicine is this? The wound doesn't seem to hurt as much anymore, and I've regained some of my strength."
"A powerful version of the Rejuvenation Pill."
"It must be very expensive!"
"Not expensive, ten mid-grade spirit stones." Xiu Qiyu waved her finger.
Ye Xiruo's mouth dropped open: "This isn't expensive? Let me die!"
"This is a grade three pill, and it's even a high-grade one."
Ye Xiruo fell silent. Indeed, becoming an alchemist sooner would bring him one step closer to becoming a tycoon.
Xiu Qiyu skillfully bandaged Ye Xiruo's wounds; she was practically a mummy.
"Is it really that exaggerated?" Ye Xiruo frowned.
"This is already the simplest one." Xiu Qiyu's expression remained indifferent.
But judging from his skillful bandaging movements, he must do this kind of thing often.
"Brother Xiu Qi, are you often injured?"
“Cultivators defy the heavens and constantly challenge themselves; how could they not get injured?” Over the years, injuries have become commonplace for him.
However, Ye Xiruo's nose felt a little sore, and she clenched her little fist: "Don't worry! Brother Xiu Qi, I will definitely refine the best pills to help you cultivate and recover from your injuries."
"I believe you. Does the wound still hurt?"
Ye Xiruo lowered her head and shook it. This feeling of two people getting together so naturally was really too strange. Especially since Xiu Qiyu had such a captivating face, if things continued like this, she might really fall for him.
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