Chapter 75 Seventy-Five



Chapter 75 Seventy-Five

Chapter Summary: [Given the size and bite force of this monster, it could easily slice a person in half at the waist. Fortunately, it doesn't seem to like eating small pieces; its bite...]

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Given the size of this demonic beast and the force of its fangs, it could easily bite a person in half at the waist. Fortunately, it seemed to dislike eating small pieces; once it bit someone, whether dead or alive, it would retreat into its shell and drag them inside to slowly devour them. Otherwise, with just a slight exertion of its teeth, Lan Wangji's leg would have been severed. This tortoise shell was incredibly hard and impervious to swords and blades; once it had carried Lan Wangji inside, he would likely never have been able to escape!

Wei Wuxian sprinted forward, and before the beast's head could retract, he lunged and grabbed one of its upper jaw fangs.

Originally, his strength was no match for this monster, but with his life at stake, he suddenly unleashed a terrifying, inhuman power. He braced his feet against the monster's shell and clung tightly to the tooth with both hands, like a thorn, stuck there, preventing it from retracting and giving it no chance to enjoy its meal.

Lan Wangji was astonished that he could catch up under such circumstances.

Fearing that the demon beasts might go berserk and either devour them alive or bite off one of Lan Wangji's legs, Wei Wuxian continued to grip his upper fangs with his right hand and his lower fangs with his left, exerting force in opposite directions with both hands at the same time, straining with all his might, the veins on his forehead bulging so much they almost burst, his face turning blood red.

Those two sharp teeth had pierced deep into Lan Wangji's flesh and bone, actually forcing him to gradually open his jaw!

Despite the excruciating pain in his legs, the person in the space couldn't take his eyes off the fierce battle against death unfolding on the sky.

Everyone could feel Wei Wuxian's blood rushing to his head, making him feel like he had lost his mind. He had only one thought in his mind: he couldn't let Lan Wangji fall into the mouth of this monster.

Once the excruciating pain in his leg subsided somewhat, Jiang Cheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and slapped Wei Wuxian hard across the face.

"Are you brainless? If it weren't for good luck, you and Lan Er would both be in its belly!"

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? Everything's fine."

Wei Wuxian rubbed his shoulder, which had been patted so hard, and pouted.

The other members of the Jiang family were also on edge when they saw this. If Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji hadn't been sitting there safely, they probably would have rushed to the cave and killed the monster.

Although the Lan family members didn't express their gratitude as openly as the Jiang family, they all glanced at Wei Wuxian with gratitude. They were unaware of the perilous situation at the time, and with this life-saving grace, the Lan family was much more accepting of the two becoming cultivation partners.

Lan Wangji's jaws gave way, and he fell into the pool. Seeing him escape danger, Wei Wuxian's godlike strength vanished abruptly. Unable to support the beast's jaws any longer, he abruptly released his grip, and the beast's two rows of protruding fangs snapped shut with a deafening roar like metal shattering!

Wei Wuxian also fell into the water, landing next to Lan Wangji. He flipped over and adjusted his posture, scooped Lan Wangji up, and swam several meters in an instant, creating a long, beautiful, huge wave in the pool. He rolled ashore, threw Lan Wangji on his back, and ran away.

Lan Wangji blurted out, "You?"

Wei Wuxian said, "It's me! Are you surprised?"

Lan Wangji, lying behind him, spoke with a rare, noticeable change in his tone: "What are you happy about?! Put me down!"

Even as he fled for his life, Wei Wuxian didn't stop talking, saying, "You think I'd just let you go like that? Wouldn't I lose face?"

Everyone: ...

Sure enough, the seriousness only lasted a few minutes.

Then, turning his head, he heard Wei Wuxian from inside the space whisper in Lan Wangji's ear again.

"Lan Zhan, aren't you surprised to see me?"

Lan Wangji put his arm around Wei Wuxian, who was leaning closer, and said in a low voice, "Yes, a pleasant surprise."

Wei Wuxian was delighted: "Hehe, I knew it."

Everyone: ...Ugh.

The roar of the demonic beast behind them sent a jolt of pain through their eardrums and chests, and a rush of blood to their throats and nasal cavities. Wei Wuxian quickly shut his mouth and focused on escaping. To prevent the beast from chasing after him in its rage, he deliberately chose narrow passages that the tortoise shell couldn't squeeze into. He ran without stopping for what seemed like an eternity, until he could hear no sound at all, at which point he finally slowed down.

With a moment of relief and a slowing of his pace, Wei Wuxian caught a whiff of blood. He reached back and touched his right hand, finding it wet and red.

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "This is bad. Lan Zhan's injury has worsened again."

Having figured they had run far enough and that this place should be safe enough, he quickly turned around and gently placed Lan Wangji on the ground.

His leg injury hadn't fully healed, and now, after being bitten by the two sharp teeth of a demonic beast and soaked in water, large patches of blood had stained Lan Wangji's white robes, revealing rows of black holes where fangs had pierced through. He couldn't even stand; as soon as he was released, he collapsed to the ground.

Wei Wuxian bent down to examine it for a moment, then straightened up and circled around the cave. Some shrubs grew underground, and he finally found a few thicker, straighter branches. He vigorously wiped away the surface dirt with the corner of his robe, squatted down in front of Lan Wangji, and said, "Do you have any rope or ribbon? Hey, your forehead ribbon is nice. Come on, take it off."

Before Lan Wangji could speak, he suddenly reached out and took off the headband, then used it as a bandage to straighten Lan Wangji's long-suffering leg and firmly fix it to the tree branch.

Lan Wangji's eyes widened as his headband was suddenly removed: "You...!"

The Lan family members in the space reacted the same way as Lan Wangji in Tianying.

"Wei, Wu, Xian!!!"

Lan Qiren's blood pressure soared, and even with Lan Xichen beside him trying to calm him down, it didn't help.

Seriously, his timeline keeps getting refreshed, and all the mental preparation I just made is shattered again.

"Uncle, Wuxian is doing this to heal Wangji's injuries..."

"Just heal the wound, why are you pulling on the headband? Can't you tear clothes?! I think he's been coveting Wangji's headband for a long time!"

Before Lan Xichen could finish speaking, Lan Qiren angrily interrupted him.

Wei Wuxian: ...

Lan Wangji: ...

Lan Xichen: ……

Wuxian, this is all I can do for you. Take care of yourself.

Wei Wuxian quickly tied the knot, patted his shoulder, and comforted him, "What do you mean 'what do you mean 'what do you mean 'what do you mean ''? Don't worry about this now. Even if you like this headband a lot, it's not as important as your legs, is it?"

Lan Wangji slumped backward, whether from lack of strength to sit or from being too angry to speak. Wei Wuxian suddenly smelled a faint herbal fragrance, reached into his robes, and pulled out a small sachet.

The sachet was damp and dangling with tassels, looking delicate yet pitiful. He remembered that Mianmian had said it was filled with medicinal herbs, so he immediately opened it and saw that it was indeed full of half-dried and half-broken herbs, along with a few small flowers. He hurriedly said, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, wake up, get up for a while. There's a sachet here, come and see if there are any usable herbs inside."

He pestered and dragged Lan Wangji until he was exhausted and could barely sit up. After a quick examination, he actually recognized several herbs inside that had hemostatic and detoxifying effects.

They stubbornly refused to yield, dragging and pulling them along...

Everyone covered their faces in unison: No, we don't know this person...

Jiang Cheng looked at Lan Wangji with sympathy: Really... Lan Er has had a tough time.

As Wei Wuxian picked them out, he said, "I never expected this little girl's sachet to come in so handy. I must thank her properly when we get back."

Lan Wangji said indifferently, "Is it really not a good idea to harass her?"

Wei Wuxian said, "What are you talking about? It's not harassment for me to do this. Only when someone looks like Wen Chao, who's so greasy, would it be considered harassment. Take it off."

Lan Wangji frowned slightly: "What?"

Wei Wuxian said, "What else? Take off your clothes!"

Everyone: ...!!!

Take off...what the hell? Take off your clothes?!

Now, everyone in the space, whether they were afraid of Lan Qiren or not, looked up in horror.

Lan Xichen instinctively grabbed his uncle, whose head was already emitting wisps of smoke: ...

Wuxian, how many more things have you done? Can't you just settle them all at once?

To push even the composed Zewu-jun to this point, Young Master Wei is truly formidable.

"Wei Wuxian! Today I will cripple you!!!"

Lan Qiren disregarded etiquette and stood up abruptly, so much so that Lan Xichen couldn't stop him.

For Wei Gongzi to almost make the etiquette-conscious Mr. Lan utterly foul language is truly unprecedented.

"Oh my god, Lan Zhan, save me!"

Wei Wuxian also jumped up and hid behind Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji raised his hand to block, and calmly looked at his uncle: "Uncle, look back, Wei Ying did not make a fuss with me at that time."

Lan Qiren: ...

Is there anything more heartbreaking than your own cabbage running into the pigsty on its own?

He took off his clothes without hesitation, grabbing Lan Wangji's collar with both hands and pulling them to the sides, revealing a patch of snow-white chest and shoulders.

Lan Wangji was suddenly pinned to the ground and his clothes were forcibly ripped off. His face turned green: "Wei Ying! What do you want to do!"

Wei Wuxian stripped off all his clothes, tearing them into several strips with a ripping sound, and said, "What do I want to do? There are only the two of us now, and I'm like this, what do you think I want to do?"

After saying that, he stood up, loosened his belt, and, in return, revealed his chest.

His collarbones were deep and smooth, giving him a youthful and somewhat immature look, yet they exuded the vitality and energy of a young man.

Lan Wangji watched his movements, his face alternating between pale, purple, black, and red, as if he was about to vomit blood. Wei Wuxian smiled slightly, took a step closer to him, and in front of him, took off his soaking wet outer robe, raised it with one hand, and then let it fall to the ground.

Wei Wuxian spread his hands and said, "Now that the clothes are off, it's time for the pants."

Lan Wangji tried to stand up, but his leg was injured, and after the battle, coupled with his anger and anxiety, the more he tried, the less he could manage, and he felt completely weak. Overwhelmed with emotion, he actually coughed up blood.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian immediately squatted down and patted several acupoints on his chest, saying, "Alright, the blood clots have been vomited out, no need to thank me!"

After spitting out that mouthful of purplish-black blood, Lan Wangji immediately felt the nausea and throbbing pain in his chest lessen considerably. Seeing Wei Wuxian's actions again, he finally understood.

In the first few seconds after they started taking off their clothes, everyone in the room either looked down or looked up at the sky.

It's best not to look at these two people's bodies casually; they might not live to leave this place.

It wasn't until they heard Lan Wangji cough up blood that they looked up in confusion, and after a while they understood.

Lan Xichen also breathed a sigh of relief: "Wuxian's methods of saving people are truly endless."

As she spoke, she looked at Lan Qiren reassuringly, only to see...

Lan Qiren took a deep breath, exhaled and inhaled, and sat cross-legged to begin meditation.

Lan Xichen: ……

There's no need for that.

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