The sudden change sent him into a panic. Clutching the broken sword, his trembling hand raised it and struck down. The blade was about to cleave the hands when another anomaly occurred. A transparent energy shield instantly materialized to block the sword.
This was the Crystal Woman’s ability!
Liu Yu’s black saber gave him no second chance to swing. Black light flashed like lightning, arriving in an instant. Ji Changqing felt a chill at his neck, his vision went black, and the entire world dimmed.
Blood, as if dyeing the entire morning forest red, with overlapping halos of light, the world was filled with a tragic, enchanting red, dazzling and piercing.
Countless dead snake bodies lay crisscrossed like vines, with footprints from乱乱步法 everywhere. Three headless corpses were arranged together, their bodies not yet stiff. The earlier fierce words still echoed in their ears.
Shen Lannian hugged the unconscious Ren Yuanhao, weeping uncontrollably. Tears fell onto his blood-stained face. The sword wounds below his shoulder blade and abdomen were horrifying, bleeding profusely.
She pressed her hands firmly against Ren Yuanhao’s wounds, watching the blood still trickle from between her fingers, mumbling, "Don't die," and "Stop," her tears flowing like a spring.
Fortunately, Liu Yu was aware of Liu Furong’s medical skills. Seeing the situation, she immediately unblocked her acupoints. Before she could speak, Liu Furong said, "Quick, bring me the box from under my bed!"
Liu Furong practically crawled to Ren Yuanhao’s side. Seeing the pool of blood, her heart sank by half.
"Don't hug him. Squeezing the wound will accelerate the blood flow."
Liu Furong furrowed her delicate brows, speaking weakly as if she could faint at any moment.
"That's right, you are that Doctor Sha, aren't you? Quick, you must have a way to help Yuanhao, right? I, I beg you, please..."
Before Shen Lannian could finish speaking, she noticed the light in Liu Furong’s eyes slowly dim, like the setting sun, as night began to cast its shadow over the land.
"The only one who can save him now is himself." Liu Furong's voice was weak. Fortunately, her wound was not too deep and not on a major artery, but it was clearly nearing the limit of what her body could endure.
Shen Lannian looked at the woman opposite her, who possessed a similarly enchanting beauty. She looked at her still bleeding shoulder wound, at her pale face, as white as paper, and suddenly realized how selfish she was.
But before her was the man she had fallen deeply in love with. Wasn't it normal to be selfish in such a situation? In the face of love, she saw no one but Ren Yuanhao.
"I'm telling you, you brat, if you dare to die like this, we will never forgive you. Don't expect us to guard your grave. Don't think we'll hang ourselves from a tree for you. Don't think the earth will stop spinning without you~ Don't you always say you're an unkillable cockroach? Are you going back on your word so quickly?"
Liu Furong could feel immense sadness in Shen Lannian's words, as if the pillars of heaven had collapsed, as if the sun had been extinguished, as if eternal night had descended.
She felt she had experienced that kind of pain before.
At that moment, she suddenly remembered what Aunt Qing had told her. She had said: As a woman, as long as you hold firm to your beliefs, no matter how long it takes, you will eventually find the man willing to live and die for you. That moment of feeling will be more intense and swift than storms, thunder, and lightning. Perhaps, with just a turn, a glance, you will be willing to give everything for him.
Liu Furong felt she had found him, but this person, she feared…
As her thoughts drifted, Liu Yu ran out with an ancient rattan box.
"Here, the box is here. What do you need, how do we do it?"
"Needle and thread, iodine, fire, disinfect him first."
"Here, take it."
Liu Furong held the iodine and needle and thread, but for the first time as a doctor, she felt fear.
Her hands trembled uncontrollably. Thinking of the pain caused by cleaning the wound with iodine, she hesitated for a mere two seconds before breaking free from her fear.
She knew very well that she had to hurry. Every second was crucial.
Disinfection, stitching – these actions were much faster than her usual pace. She seemed completely engrossed, even forgetting her own injuries.
The wound was stitched together, but the bleeding did not stop. Ren Yuanhao remained motionless. Fortunately, his faint breaths still indicated that he was alive.
Afterward, Liu Furong crushed a handful of large mulberry leaves, Rubus niveus, and Rhaphidophora hongkongensis together, grinding them with her internal energy. Once thoroughly mashed, she applied them bit by bit to Ren Yuanhao's wound, and only then did the bleeding gradually stop.
Not long after, Ye Lan and Yang Lingxue, who had woken up after taking the decoction of Qianxue Ronghua grass, were also informed by other ability users and, along with Shi Kexin and others, rushed into the woods.
Ye Lan's face still had a faint flush. When she saw Ren Yuanhao covered in blood, she stumbled a few steps, almost fainting again. Yang Lingxue had never seen anyone so severely injured before, her eyes brimming with tears. However, unlike Ye Lan and Shen Lannian, she didn't burst into tears.
"Ren Yuanhao, you brat, look clearly, I'm not crying. Who told you to be a hero again? You lose your soul when you see a beautiful woman. I won't cry, never!"
As soon as she said this, all the ability users, including Shi Kexin, were holding back tears. The forest was instantly filled with mournful and desolate cries.
"What are you crying for? It's as if this guy will never wake up. No crying, no one is allowed to cry!"
But as soon as Yang Lingxue finished speaking, her own nose finally couldn't bear it, and she let out a sob, crying louder than anyone else.
"Alright, everyone, quiet down."
Liu Furong took out a packet of silver needles, roasted them briefly over the flame, and then said, "His internal energy is extremely chaotic. I must use silver needles to guide his qi. Your wailing and crying greatly disrupt my needling."
Hearing this, the crying subsided considerably. Shi Jing Tian stepped forward, bent down to feel Ren Yuanhao's pulse, and his face immediately turned ashen!
"What a peculiar pulse. His internal energy is like ten thousand horses galloping, a dragon breaking out of its cage, yet unable to find an outlet. I've never seen such a pulse in my life."
"This is 'Po Jun'."
"Po Jun?"
Shi Jing Tian's body suddenly trembled as if struck by lightning, his outer layer charred and inner layer tender.
In the ancient texts passed down by his ancestors, there were records of the Po Jun pulse. He vaguely recalled something and then said,
"Po Jun is the last star in the Big Dipper, which appears and disappears. Generally, no one sees it, but once it appears, it signifies absolute destruction and annihilation. Therefore, this star was known as the 'disaster star' in ancient times. In pulse diagnosis, it is also understood as 'destruction'."
Everyone swallowed. They couldn't imagine the terrible pain Ren Yuanhao was enduring, nor what conviction kept him holding on until now.