Qian Ye moved through the forest with utmost caution, pausing frequently to observe his surroundings, extremely vigilant.
The figure that had fallen from the sky still lay motionless in the distant rocky wasteland. At this moment, he was obscured by a pile of rocks, leaving Qian Ye uncertain whether he was unconscious or had recovered and was now hiding.
As he was about to exit the forest, Qian Ye suddenly felt a presence, as if being watched. This gaze seemed to come from nowhere, and it was unclear if it truly existed. It wasn’t overtly malicious, but it carried a sense of lewdness that made Qian Ye’s skin crawl. Fortunately, the feeling passed quickly, offering him some relief.
After careful consideration, Qian Ye deduced that someone was likely using the Tian Ji Technique to spy on his movements. He was curious about who would be so reckless and daring to use such a technique on him, seemingly unaware of the grave consequences. Many powerful figures were entangled in Qian Ye’s fate, including Lin Xitang, Zhao Ruoxi, Zhao Jundu, and Ye Tong. Indirectly, even the Princess Gao Yi, the King of Zhi Ji, and the Blackwing Sovereign were involved. A careless action could lead to a devastating backlash.
Only someone like Lin Xitang, whose strength was unfathomable, or Song Zining, who knew Qian Ye deeply, could possibly use the Tian Ji Technique to track him. Even the military, after losing Li Fengshui, dared not use the technique recklessly on Qian Ye, leading to his escape to the Neutral Grounds.
The mysterious presence vanished as quickly as it appeared, suggesting it had suffered some backlash. Qian Ye paid it no further mind, but became even more cautious.
The forest was silent, and there was nothing unusual about the rocky wasteland. Qian Ye suppressed his aura, maneuvered around the rocks, and finally saw the fallen figure.
The man lay on the ground, motionless, his clothes in tatters, revealing patches of fair skin. His short, disheveled hair looked as if it had been battered by a storm.
His breath was faint, and his vitality fluctuated, indicating he was still in a state of unconsciousness.
Qian Ye did not dare to take any chances. A skilled assassin could easily feign various states, including near-death, to deceive an opponent. However, Qian Ye had his own methods to deal with such tricks. He drew the Eastern Peak and held it against the man’s neck before carefully turning him over.
Upon flipping the man over, Qian Ye was startled to recognize Li Kuanglan!
Li Kuanglan’s once-flowing hair was now cut short and disheveled. His usually simple yet refined attire was now torn like a beggar’s, and his famous sword, Cold Moon Sand, was nowhere to be seen, which is why Qian Ye didn’t recognize him at first.
Glancing around, Qian Ye quickly scooped up Li Kuanglan and leapt back to the edge of the forest, distancing himself from the rocky wasteland. For some reason, the area gave him a subtle sense of danger, and he didn’t want to linger.
At that moment, the forest, which had previously felt calm, began to stir, alarming Qian Ye. He accelerated, running along the edge of the forest in the direction away from the great lake. His years of experience had taught him that the most dangerous creatures were either in the depths of the void or hidden in large bodies of water.
Qian Ye continued to accelerate, running along the outer edge of the forest like a galloping horse. Thankfully, his bones and internal organs had undergone preliminary modifications, otherwise, such intense physical activity in such a high-gravity environment would have been perilous.
This harsh environment, however, suited Qian Ye, a physically strong individual, far better than others. The Dawn Origin Force seemed less effective here.
In a flash, Qian Ye rounded a corner of the forest and found a stone mountain over a hundred meters high, with a natural cave at its base.
Qian Ye headed straight for the cave, his feet moving as if gliding on water, swiftly surveying the interior. It appeared to have been a den for wild beasts, with scattered stones and claw marks on the walls, and a faint, pungent odor lingering in the air.
Qian Ye was satisfied with the place, mainly because he didn’t sense any danger. The environment was a minor concern. He placed Li Kuanglan down and released a burst of Blood Flame, quickly purging the cave. The Blood Flame obliterated all traces and scents left by the beasts, even slightly discoloring the hard rock walls.
The cave, now cleansed by the Blood Flame, exuded a sweet, slightly burnt aroma that invigorated the senses. This was the scent of Qian Ye’s Golden Blood, representing an immensely vital and powerful life force. Even Qian Ye was surprised by the intensity of the aroma. His Golden Blood, though powerful, didn’t seem this potent. The phenomenon of emitting fragrance and glowing brilliance was something that typically occurred at the Duke stage.
After cleaning the cave, Qian Ye began to examine Li Kuanglan’s injuries. He wasn’t worried about disturbances; most beasts would avoid the scent of an ancient blood clan.
Li Kuanglan’s breath was already very weak and continued to decline. If left untreated, he would soon die.
Qian Ye gently tapped Li Kuanglan, eliciting no instinctive evasion or resistance. The vibration allowed Qian Ye to gauge the condition of his internal injuries.
Li Kuanglan had multiple fractures and cracks in his bones, and his internal organs were severely damaged, with a significant amount of blood clots. While most of his external wounds had closed, this was actually a bad sign. Clearly, his remaining origin force had been used to heal superficial injuries, leaving his internal organs and bones without adequate healing.
Combining what he observed, Qian Ye deduced the situation. Li Kuanglan, like Qian Ye, had been assaulted by chaotic energy while passing through the channel, expending a great deal of origin force to protect himself. But Qian Ye, with his robust body and the inner armor he had taken from the palace, emerged unscathed, landing in water to avoid secondary injuries from the high gravity.
Li Kuanglan, known for his sword skills, was not particularly robust. His body was average compared to other high-level experts. His light armor provided little protection, certainly not comparable to Qian Ye’s inner armor. Even Qian Ye’s inner armor had been cut, so Li Kuanglan’s armor must have been shredded in the channel.
Once out of the channel, Li Kuanglan, already depleted, was unable to resist the gravity and crashed into the rocky wasteland, sustaining severe injuries. If not for Qian Ye, he might not have survived more than a day. The rocky wasteland seemed unusually dangerous, and he could have become prey to some unknown creature.
Now, facing Li Kuanglan’s injuries, Qian Ye felt a sense of urgency. Li Kuanglan had exhausted his origin force, and his internal organs were severely injured, with no sign of regaining consciousness. This meant he had lost his ability to recover, and in such a high-gravity environment, the situation was dire.
Qian Ye was not skilled in healing, and he lacked specialized techniques for recovery. The only hope was the Dawn Enlightenment Origin Force. However, it wasn’t a panacea; its purity often translated to power rather than healing. For ordinary people, Qian Ye’s Dawn Enlightenment could be fatal, igniting any origin force and causing self-combustion.
After a moment of thought, Qian Ye decided to start by repairing Li Kuanglan’s bones, providing a basic structure to withstand the extreme gravity. Fortunately, he had some medicinal supplies in Anduya’s space, giving him a bit more confidence.
Qian Ye laid Li Kuanglan flat, spread his limbs, and placed his hands on Li Kuanglan’s neck, gently pressing in. Under the guidance of his origin force, Qian Ye discovered that Li Kuanglan’s skull and neck were intact, indicating he had managed to protect his vital areas in the critical moment. However, his shoulders showed multiple fractures, suggesting he couldn’t protect them.
Qian Ye moved his hands along Li Kuanglan’s shoulders, using his origin force to align and fix the broken bones. Since Li Kuanglan’s origin force was depleted, there was no resistance, making the process easier. The Dawn Enlightenment would support the bones for several days before dissipating.
After fixing the initial few bones, Qian Ye paused, using his connection to the Dawn Enlightenment to sense the condition of the broken bones. To his surprise, the bones surrounded by the Dawn Enlightenment were showing signs of regeneration, albeit slowly. This was due to the residual origin force in Li Kuanglan’s muscles being suppressed by the Dawn Enlightenment, effectively taking over and reactivating the bones. Although the process was slow, it would allow the bones to begin reconnecting within days. This meant Li Kuanglan’s life was half-saved, but the other half depended on the recovery of his internal organs.
Li Kuanglan, even in his unconscious state, seemed to feel the pain, furrowing his brows and breathing more rapidly. Strangely, he looked more delicate and alluring, a sight that even Qian Ye, with his strong will, found unsettling.
He quickly took a deep breath to calm himself and continued the bone repair. Qian Ye’s fingers moved delicately, cutting and removing Li Kuanglan’s tattered clothes to facilitate the healing. The external and internal armors, now damaged, were more of a hindrance than a help, pressing on the wounds and exacerbating the injuries.
After fixing the shoulder bones, Qian Ye’s forehead was damp with sweat. Next, the chest bones were the priority.
Li Kuanglan’s skin was smooth and pale, almost luminous, and looking at it for too long caused a dizzying sensation. Qian Ye took a brief rest, then gently lifted Li Kuanglan’s chest armor. With his right hand, he used his fingers like a sword, slicing through the armor.
With a soft sound, the chest armor was sliced open layer by layer.
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