Chapter 102 Fungal Remains Frenzy 63 Craniotomy.
Nanmen Jue blurted out, "It was Jin Jian who took Zhang Zhi away!"
As soon as she spoke, she closed her eyes.
She showed her weakness.
If she hadn't said anything, Cheng Xiuye wouldn't have been able to be sure, but her quick and urgent reply might have fooled others, but it might not have fooled Cheng Xiuye.
Sure enough, Cheng Xiuye laughed out loud with a twisted expression, "Nanmen Jue, you tried to deceive me, but you were still one step behind."
Nanmen Jue released her grip on Ying Yao's collar, slapped away Ying Yao's hand that was trying to help her up, and tried to stand up, but her body barely rose before she fell weakly back to the ground.
Cheng Xiuye had already stood up, coldly gazing in this direction amidst the scattered flames—or more precisely, gazing at Ying Yao.
"Only eight people in the Crimson Church are qualified to wear this outfit: the High Priest and the Seven Knights. Which of the Seven Knights are you?"
Ying Yao was looking down at his hand that had been flung away when he heard this. He looked up, his face appearing particularly cold and hard in the darkness and firelight. His tone was slightly strange, "Why didn't you guess that I was the president?"
Cheng Xiuye laughed twice as if she had heard something very funny. Then her facial muscles twitched as she laughed, and she changed to an awkward standing posture.
"You are all indeed very low-key, never joining in the fun, and rarely involved in events within the Reincarnation Space. But if it really is that guild leader, I don't think I have the ability to force you into such a remote corner. However, I am quite curious." He narrowed his eyes, his expression unreadable, whether from doubt or pain. "What is your relationship with Nanmen Jue?"
"none of your business."
The one who answered was Nanmen Jue. She supported herself on the ground with one hand. Even though she could no longer stand up, her gaze as she stared at Cheng Xiuye was still like that of a cunning and cruel hyena. Cheng Xiuye stared at her for a moment and couldn't help but sigh.
"The more broken, the more beautiful. So vibrant, so full of anger... Nanmen Jue, you are truly a treasure worth collecting. You are unlike anyone else in this cycle of reincarnation."
"..." Nanmen Jue really didn't know what to say, so he could only let out a cold laugh.
Guan Junren, who obediently hid in the back and didn't get close, muttered under his breath, "What a pervert!"
His voice wasn't loud, but it was a genuine expression of emotion, and everyone present heard it clearly.
Cheng Xiuye's gaze shifted to him, her expression darkening, as if she were plotting something.
Now that Ying Yao has arrived, even though Nanmen Jue looks like he can't even stand up, he's still alive. The presence of the two of them suppresses Cheng Xiuye's arrogance, and he really doesn't dare to rudely bypass them and do anything to Guan Junren.
Nanmen Jue didn't turn his head to look at Ying Yao; his voice remained cold. "Are you confident you can handle him?"
Ying Yao paused for a moment, then said, "It should be possible."
“Even I felt danger from you before, so you should be able to give me one back now?” Nanmen Jue said in a low voice.
Ying Yao remained silent.
"If you're not confident, why did you come? If you hadn't left, at least you could have saved Zhang Zhi!"
“Deng Erhuai and the others are still with her,” Ying Yao said. “I had to come and save you.”
"They can't stop Yu Wanyan. With just a few of them together, what's the difference between that and putting meat buns right in front of a hungry dog's mouth?"
Nanmen Jue didn't want to reveal too much emotion when facing a formidable enemy, but she thought about Zhang Zhi's uncertain fate and Yu Wanyan's possible success. If they couldn't completely capture Cheng Xiuye now, who knew what the people of this world would face? She couldn't control her emotions.
She harbored resentment towards Ying Yao.
But he resented his own powerlessness even more.
It seems that no matter how strong she becomes, she is always powerless and desperate in this world. She knows that she cannot save everyone, she only wants to save these few, but even these few, she cannot protect.
Staring at Cheng Xiuye in front of her, Nanmen Jue could only see a blood-red mass of color. Her body swayed slightly, and a thought that had been suppressed before resurfaced, becoming clearer and clearer... It seemed that she had made the wrong choice.
"South Gate?"
Guan Junren had been watching the situation closely. As soon as Nanmen Jue shook, he noticed it immediately and cried out in concern.
Ying Yao moved slightly. He looked down at Nanmen Jue, then turned to look at Guan Junren.
"Come here."
Guan Junren's eyes widened in astonishment. He glanced warily at Cheng Xiuye, but Cheng Xiuye just stared at him with a gloomy expression and made no move. Guan Junren's eyes hardened, and he walked toward Nanmen Jue without hesitation.
Nanmen Jue had been fighting the whole time, and his movements were extremely fast, so Guan Junren couldn't see him clearly. Now that he was closer, he could finally see Nanmen Jue's face, and he immediately gasped in shock.
"My God, Nanmen, you..." He couldn't say anything, and his eyes quickly turned red.
Ying Yao conjured a box out of thin air, placed it on the ground, and opened it to reveal a hidden world inside. In addition to various small medical instruments and some medicines, there were also several strangely shaped props.
Guan Junren, having experienced several worlds, recognized that there were hemostatic and healing items here, and their levels were not bad.
“He needs surgery immediately, you do it,” Ying Yao said to Guan Junren. “The side effects of the props are on me, so don’t worry about using them.”
Guan Junren deeply agreed with Ying Yao's judgment. Nanmen Jue's cerebral hemorrhage was out of control. Without surgery, even Chengming would be in mortal danger. But he glanced at Cheng Xiuye, then looked at Ying Yao in astonishment, "But that person is still here..."
“I’ll deal with him, you take care of treating Nanmen Jue,” Ying Yao interrupted him.
Guan Junren's eyes widened. He glanced at his empty left arm, then at Nanmen Jue who was nearly fainting, and nodded vigorously. "I understand."
So what if he only has one hand? He will save Nanmen Jue, he absolutely must save Nanmen Jue!
Ying Yao then looked at Nanmen Jue, who appeared to have fainted. Nanmen Jue opened his only remaining eye, his gaze clear and piercing, staring directly at Ying Yao.
“If you’re worried about Zhang Zhi, stop the bleeding and go there yourself,” Ying Yao said. “I broke my promise to you, but I don’t regret it. No matter what, you can’t die.”
As he spoke, he stood up, flicked his wrist, and a flash of light appeared in his hand, revealing a silver lightsaber. Combined with his cloak covering his face, he looked incredibly imposing.
Normally, Nanmen Jue would have exclaimed in amazement, but now she simply closed her eyes in silence.
Cheng Xiuye looked at Ying Yao, her eyes flashing, "Among the Seven Knights, there are three who have used this kind of lightsaber. None of them were my match before, let alone now."
Ying Yao flicked his wrist, and the lightsaber stabilized. A scorching heat spread out, burning a black mark on the ground where the tip of the sword pointed.
In other words, there were no indigenous people present at the moment, otherwise he would not have been able to use this futuristic weapon.
In response to Cheng Xiuye's words, Ying Yao remained silent, held his sword horizontally to his chest, and charged directly at him.
While the battle raged on the other side, Guan Junren steadied himself and picked up the anesthetic.
“We can’t use this,” Nanmen Jue suddenly said.
Guan Junren was startled and looked at Nanmen Jue in astonishment, "How can you perform a craniotomy without anesthesia?"
"Just open it." Nanmen Jue said expressionlessly, his voice even carrying a hint of indifference, as if it were none of his business.
While Guan Junren was stunned and didn't know what to do, she reached out and picked up a scalpel, weighed it in her hand, and began to shave her own hair.
The scalpel was incredibly sharp. Nanmen Jue quickly shaved off the hair on the left side of his head that needed to be opened, then drew a guide line on it before saying in a hoarse voice, "You only have one hand, so it's inconvenient to drain the blood. I have to stay awake to help you."
Guan Junren's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.
“Besides, you’re not a neurosurgeon, are you?” Nanmen Jue looked at him with his one eye, then suddenly curled his lips into a smile. “Coincidentally, I have some family background in neurology.”
“But, but…” Guan Junren’s voice trembled, “…If only there were other people who came along, Ying Yao didn’t let them come.”
"Just get started. Don't worry, what you're doing isn't too difficult. Just cut along the lines I drew, and then use a tool to stop the bleeding." Saying anything else was pointless. Nanmen Jue glanced at the two fighting, then thought of Zhang Zhi and the others, whose current situation was unknown, and his expression darkened.
She hasn't erupted yet because of the last barrier she left behind, which is also why the Sentinels haven't come looking for her yet.
Seeing that Guan Junren was still hesitating, Nanmen Jue's tone became stern, "I'm an orange-level user. I won't die from a craniotomy. There are people waiting for me to save them. Can you handle it? If not, I'll do it myself."
As she was speaking, she reached for the scalpel she had just put down, but Guan Junren snatched it away.
"I'll do it," Guan Junren said, his voice trembling but exceptionally firm.
He took a deep breath, looked at the perfectly shaped half of the head in front of him, and cut along the auxiliary lines drawn by Nanmen Jue.
If a third party were to witness this scene, anyone would find it utterly absurd. Nanmen Jue was in so much pain that she thought she would kill Guan Junren next to her, but she didn't. She just bit down hard on a stack of gauze, and the white gauze quickly seeped out blood.
"Alright, alright, almost done!" Guan Junren was covered in sweat. With Nanmen Jue's help, he drained all the blood from her body and then immediately used all the hemostatic tools on her.
Nanmen Jue was in a terrible state, her body completely soaked with blood and sweat. She was breathing heavily, and you could even hear the sound of her skull healing rapidly.
The items that Ying Yao could produce were indeed extraordinary.
"South Gate? South Gate, how are you?"
Guan Junren's trembling, uneasy voice rang out. Nanmen Jue grabbed his hand, which was covered in his own blood, and squeezed it tightly, immediately receiving a trembling grip in return.
Even though the deed was done, both of them were still somewhat dazed. They had actually carried out an extremely dangerous field surgery. If it weren't for the tools left behind by Ying Yao, Nanmen Jue might have really died here.
The healing tools are working, and Nanmen Jue's bruised face is slowly healing, but it's unclear to what extent it can recover.
She opened her remaining eye and looked at the two people who were still locked in a stalemate.
The battle was fierce, and there was no intact land left around. In order to prevent Cheng Xiuye from interfering with Nanmen Jue, Ying Yao led him to a distant place, where Guan Junren could no longer see the two figures.
Nanmen Jue gently clenched his fist, feeling his strength gradually returning. Soon, very soon...
Suddenly, her pupils contracted.
That familiar aura appeared beside her in an instant, but her body was still unable to move. A massive, mountain-like figure loomed over her, and three hands simultaneously reached for Nanmen Jue...
At the critical moment, Guan Junren resolutely stood in front of Nanmen Jue, and the three hands grabbed his body.
A creak. It's the sound of bones twisting.
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