Chapter 74 - Temporary Calm
The ancient dragon skeleton's backbone platform hung high above the swirling sea of menacing clouds, like a solitary island floating amidst the raging inky waves. The dark golden dragon bones were cold and hard, and the wind howled from the platform's edge, rustling the clothes of those who wore them.
The tense feeling of surviving the disaster has not completely dissipated, but a strange resilience unique to Guixu Sect has begun to grow tenaciously on this cold platform.
Chu Linyuan sat cross-legged on the edge of the platform, not far from the sleeping Xie Zhao.
The Immortal-Slaying Spear lay across his knees, the cold spear shaft reflecting the surging sea of evil below and his own calm yet pale face.
He closed his eyes, the aura around him was heavy, and traces of pure black ice evil energy visible to the naked eye were slowly being absorbed into his body, repairing the huge consumption before.
Every breath was accompanied by the sound of tiny crackling ice chips. He used a ray of his mind, like the most sophisticated instrument, to constantly sense the weak soul fire in Xie Zhao's heart, sealed by the ice, to ensure its stability.
"Second brother... you must hold on..." Su Tang knelt beside Xie Zhao, holding a relatively soft piece of animal skin in her hand, which was dipped in the medicinal dew prepared by Luo Hongyi, which exuded a faint herbal fragrance. She carefully wiped the dust and light golden dried blood stains on Xie Zhao's face.
Her movements were as gentle as if she were treating a rare treasure, and her psychic eyes would nervously scan the almost invisible rise and fall of Xie Zhao's chest from time to time.
"Don't worry," Luo Hongyi's voice came from the other side, with a hint of laziness after being tired.
She was squatting on a relatively flat keel, her animal-skin satchel spread out before her. Inside was a dazzling array of bottles and jars, as well as a few strangely colored poisonous herbs that had just been dug out from the cracks in the evil crystals at the edge of the platform.
"With Bingtuozi's human-shaped ice coffin freezing him and my aunt's Seven Soul-Renewing Powder hanging on him, it won't be that easy for him to die." As she spoke, she deftly crushed several poisonous grasses and mixed them with several kinds of powders. Her movements were as skillful as cooking. "It's just that in this damn place, there is not even a piece of firewood. To boil medicine, we can only use evil spirits to generate poisonous fire. It's so troublesome." A small cluster of emerald green flames rose from her fingertips, licking the bottom of a small stone bowl.
"Senior Sister Luo, do you need me to do anything for you?" Tie Niu's huge body was like a small mountain, sitting near the inside of the platform.
He had a very good recovery ability. The torn wound on his back had already scabbed over. The scars, which were a mixture of dark green and bronze, looked somewhat hideous under the flow of starlight and brute force.
He was holding a sharp-edged dark-gold bone shard the size of a millstone, grinding a piece of Abyssal Black Iron he had brought up from below, apparently trying to make some handy "pots and pans." Sparks flew, and a harsh friction sound was heard.
"Be quiet while you're grinding your pot! You're making so much noise!" Luo Hongyi rolled her eyes at him, "Also, stay away from my medicine! Don't ruin it with your poisonous blood!"
Tie Niu scratched his head, grinning innocently. He really slowed down his movements, but the sound of grinding iron still echoed across the empty platform. As he ground, he muttered in a muffled voice, "I was thinking... when Second Brother wakes up, I need to get him some good nourishment... there's not even any wild vegetables here..."
"Wild vegetables?" Su Tang laughed, tears still on her face. "Brother Tie Niu, where can we find wild vegetables here besides evil spirit crystals and hard bones? Do you want Second Brother to gnaw on bones?"
"Bones... are fine too!" Tie Niu's eyes lit up. He looked at the black iron he was grinding, then at the cold dragon bones under his feet. "These dragon bones... look pretty solid. They'll definitely be very nourishing when boiled into soup!"
"Puff!" Even Luo Hongyi, who was concentrating on grinding the medicine, was amused by the foolish words. The green poisonous fire on his fingertips flickered. "Stupid cow! The soup made from these bones would probably poison the idiot so much that he would die! Shut up and get to work!"
Tie Niu chuckled twice, stopped talking, and continued to grind his "pot".
Bai Xiaolu held the Moon-Eating Rabbit, which had recovered a little, and sat quietly at Xie Zhao's feet.
Bunny's ruby eyes looked curiously at the emerald green poisonous fire dancing on Luo Hongyi's fingertips, then looked at the sparks produced by Tieniu, and a low "gurgling" sound came from his throat.
Bai Xiaolu gently stroked its back, her gaze fixed on the Immortal-Slaying Spear at Chu Linyuan's knees. The cold spear tip instinctively filled her with a sense of fear, yet she couldn't help but stare a few more times.
Uncle Chen sat in a corner at the very edge of the platform, his back to the crowd. He seemed completely immersed in his own world, oblivious to the hustle and bustle and conversation around him.
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