"Have you found a doctor?" Shen Ruoxi asked the White Feather Clan guards guarding the door.
The guard nodded and said, "We've called a doctor, but it's not time yet, so we can't treat him."
"When hasn't it arrived yet?" Shen Ruoxi frowned. She had never heard that curing illnesses and saving lives requires waiting time.
"You are a foreigner, so you don't understand the rules of our Baiyu tribe, right? Baiyu people cannot receive medical treatment immediately, whether they are sick or injured. They must wait for an incense stick of time."
"Why is this happening? She's already lost too much blood. If she waits another stick of incense, she might even die!"
The guard was very persistent: "This is impossible. The leader shoulders the mission of the rise and fall of the entire clan. If this little pain can cost the leader's life, it only proves that she is not the destined one."
"Even if she is not your leader, it is still a life!"
After hearing Shen Ruoxi's words, the guard was stunned for a moment, and his voice was not as loud as before. He muttered: "This is the tradition of the Baiyu tribe, and no one can change it."
Just then, a heated argument was heard from the inner room.
"High Priest, Commander, we really can't wait any longer. The patient's condition is getting worse!"
"Shut up! This is the White Feather Clan's rule, and it's also a great opportunity to strengthen the leader's will. If this delays the leader's return to his position, can you afford it? Besides, there are so many people outside praying for her, so nothing will happen!"
Hearing this, Shen Ruoxi was furious. Taking advantage of the guards at the door not paying attention, she rushed in directly: “Get out of the way, if you don’t save me, I will!”
“Stop her!” The commander of the guards shouted, and countless guards rushed over, firmly blocking Shen Ruoxi outside.
Shen Ruoxi wanted to break free, but she found that the ropes that bound her were not ordinary ropes, but were imbued with spiritual power.
For those who practice Taoism, this kind of rope is no different from a rope that binds immortals. The deeper the spiritual power, the more unable to move. However, Shen Ruoxi's spiritual power was directly maxed out after returning here.
"High Priest, this is the heir you have painstakingly trained. Can you bear to watch her dying without being able to get treatment?" Shen Ruoxi had no choice but to scream at the top of her voice.
The high priest's eyes flashed, and he was about to speak when he was stopped by the leader of the guard.
"Sister, I watched her grow up, don't I feel bad for her? Now there's only half an incense stick of time left. If she breaks the rules, she won't be recognized even if she becomes the leader in the future!"
"If Cheng Huang approves, how could the people disapprove?" Shen Ruoxi retorted angrily.
At this moment, the girl on the bed suddenly choked and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I told you, once you spit out this blood, you'll be fine!" said the guard leader with a smile.
“Absurd, superstitious!” Shen Ruoxi shouted.
"Princess, although you are a distinguished guest of my Baiyu clan, if you try to interfere in the affairs of my Baiyu clan, don't blame me for being disrespectful to you!"
As soon as the leader of the guards finished speaking, he heard the doctor beside him cry out in fear.
"It seems like he's not breathing!"
The girl's chest stopped rising and falling, and her face turned pale.
The high priest's breath hitched: "Something is wrong, we can't wait any longer, get medical help immediately!"
The doctor rushed forward, but just after taking the patient's pulse, he shook his head and said, "The heart pulse has been shattered. It's too late."
At this moment, the high priest and the commander of the guard were stunned.
"This is impossible, look again!" the leader of the guard shouted.
The doctor took the patient's pulse again and sighed deeply, "High Priest, Commander, please prepare for the funeral and find the next reincarnated successor with the teardrop birthmark."
"Let me see, maybe I can find a way to save her!" Shen Ruoxi's wrists were rubbed with blisters by the rope, but she seemed to be unaware of the pain and continued to struggle.
"Do you know medicine?" the high priest asked.
"Does this even matter?" Shen Ruoxi's eyes were bloodshot as she glared at everyone. "If Wanwan dies, I want you all to pay the price!"
The leader of the guards was anxious and angry: "You are so arrogant!"
"Untie him quickly!" the high priest interrupted.
"Sister, do you trust her so much?"
"Don't forget the oracle. If I didn't believe her, why would I bring her here? Awan must be the destined one. Maybe she can really save Awan." The high priest's eyes were fixed on Shen Ruoxi and the girl on the bed.
"I understand. If she can really save Awan, the oracle will come true!"
After taking the girl's pulse, Shen Ruoxi inserted the needle. The doctor beside her was terrified. If he hadn't determined that the girl was dead, he would have thought that Shen Ruoxi was going to kill her.
"It's useless. You opened her vital gate, but it would do nothing except exhaust her last bit of yang energy." The doctor shook his head.
Shen Ruoxi had no time to care for the doctor. She calculated the time precisely, and at the moment when her life gate opened, she injected the spiritual power in her body into the girl's body.
Another half hour passed, and Shen Ruoxi was like a sculpture. Apart from the constantly flowing spiritual energy and the increasingly pale face and lips, she had not moved a single step.
"Don't go on, the patient is no longer breathing." The doctor couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to persuade Shen Ruoxi.
But Shen Ruoxi still ignored him, but this time, she no longer had the energy to speak.
"High Priest, if we don't stop it, two lives will be lost!" the doctor whispered in the high priest's ear.
The high priest looked at the girl on the bed. Awan had been raised by her side since she was three years old. Although she was usually strict, she had some feelings for Awan.
She hoped that Shen Ruoxi could save Awan, but she also didn't want to see Shen Ruoxi lose her life for Awan.
“Stop it, don’t go against God’s will.” The high priest advised Shen Ruoxi.
Shen Ruoxi ignored it and just shook her head.
The leader of the guards frowned: "Is the princess crazy? Is it worth her risking her life for a person without any relatives or friends?"
The high priest's eyes were gloomy. "Do you remember what the princess called Awan just now?"
The leader of the guard team thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be Wanwan."
"We never called Awan by her name in front of her, but when she first met Awan, she called her Wanwan..."
"Sister, do you mean that the princess has known Awan for a long time?"
"Logically, it's impossible, but the oracle is here, so there must be a reason for it. I'm afraid the secret cannot be revealed."
Seeing that Shen Ruoxi was still transferring spiritual energy to Awan, even the leader of the guard team was a little moved and murmured to himself.
"Sister, you said that Awan and the princess ended up like this. Was it my fault, or was it the White Feather Clan's rules that were wrong?"
The high priest was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Perhaps, the White Feather Clan's rules should be changed."
"Give orders to prepare for Awan's funeral."
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