550: Chapter 93 Taoyuan 550: Chapter 93 Taoyuan “He’s very ill.”
“Ill?”
“Different from your ‘broken leg disease,’ he has cold qi invading his marrow, his blood is nearly solidified…
This has gone beyond simple ‘typhoid fever’.
If not treated in time, even if he temporarily recovers, he may suffer from serious chronic complications later.”
The conversation of the youngsters, muffled, penetrates the wooden door and echoes in the gloomy cabin.
“…”
Xie Xuanyi slowly opens his eyes.
Darkness is all he sees.
For a brief moment, he feels as if he is “living a third life.”
It took dozens of breaths for him to get used to the darkness, fortunately, he was not lying in a coffin in Yuzhu Town.
The cabin is narrow, with only a wooden bed and a square wooden cabinet.
Beyond that, there’s nothing else.
“Uh…”
Xie Xuanyi sits up, involuntarily uttering a muffled groan.
The Divine Sea hums.
Pain floods in like the tide, along with the details of the battle on Little Desolate Mountain entering his Heart Sea.
He had narrowly escaped a calamity.
But at this moment, Meng Kejian’s Taoist Intent rages in his meridians, trying to destroy every inch of his channels.
The Undying Spring is battling this chill…
This agony stems from the destruction and reconstruction of the “meridians.”
“Creak!”
Just then, the door opens, and light pours into the dim cabin.
Xie Xuanyi frowns, instinctively raising his hand to shield his eyes from the bright light.
Outside, it is noon, and with the door thrown open, the sounds of wind, birds, and cicadas rush into the dark and decrepit cabin all at once, giving him a sensation of coming back to life.
“My lord, have you awakened?”
The speaker is Mi Yun.
“He’s awake now…
Wouldn’t that leave any chronic effects?”
The inquirer is Deng Baiyi.
“Huh?”
The third voice is also a youngster’s, unfamiliar and youthful, likely around Mi Yun’s age, maybe slightly older, yet the following words are unexpectedly mature: “This is indeed strange, the cold qi in his body has dissipated a lot on its own…
By rights, he should have been unconscious for several more days.”
Xie Xuanyi looks toward the source of the voice.
It’s a teenager wearing a bright yellow cloth shirt with a fair complexion, sitting at the threshold on a small stool, waving a palm fan beside a stove simmering herbal medicine.
The faint bitter scent of herbs wafts with the stove’s heat.
Just one look.
Xie Xuanyi can’t take his eyes off him.
It’s not because this teenager is exceptionally handsome or eye-catching…
But rather.
The boy bears a striking resemblance to the “young emperor” in the palace.
Whether it’s facial features or temperament, they match one another…
Such miraculous coincidences are rare in this world.
With just one glance, Xie Xuanyi guesses the real identity of the person.
Who could have thought, the missing and broken thread of fate that was lost, is now fated to be completed at this moment?
One can only say that the power of the Karma Principle truly exceeds the imagination.
Karma, karma…
It’s indeed the most enigmatic yet genuinely existing thing in the world.
“Hmm, this is a good thing…”
The young man stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and earnestly said: “But just to be safe, the medicine still needs to be taken.
Now that you’re awake, administering it moving forward will be much less troublesome.”
“Thrice daily, half a pack each time, pay special attention to the simmering duration and the heat control, and absolutely rest quietly for the next few days.
If you must travel, it’s best to use a wheelchair for support…”
The young man took out a medicine bag from his chest and handed it to Deng Baiyi, making sure to remind him of all the details to note.
Deng Baiyi listened intently, taking it all to heart.
Suddenly, the young man looked towards the black-robed figure sitting up in the house: “Do you have any questions?”
After that figure sat up,
his gaze had not left his own.
“…”
Xie Xuanyi then realized his lapse in composure, silently lowered his gaze, and spoke in a hoarse whisper: “I apologize, I overslept.
How long was I asleep?”
“Asleep?”
The young man couldn’t help but let out a half-amused, exasperated laugh: “You call that sleeping?”
“You have been unconscious for thirty ‘shichen,’ three days and nights!”
The young man stood up, indignantly said: “Your sworn sister has been boiling medicine for you these past few days, your nephew has been boiling medicine for you, hardly getting any sleep.
And you…
you use the word ‘sleep’ so lightly!
Do you realize how much heart and soul they’ve put into it?”
“Sworn sister?
Nephew?”
Xie Xuanyi’s eyelids twitched, his expression complex as he looked at Deng Baiyi, Mi Yun.
“My lord, we are currently fugitives.”
Mi Yun coughed lightly and hurriedly conveyed through a whisper: “When outside, it’s better to adopt a fake identity…
There are many refugees here; a few more of us won’t stand out.”
Yuan Province was thrown into chaos, with many people fleeing their homes.
The endpoint of the Transmission Array Talisman was a refugee village hastily erected.
After the fall of Pingzhi City, many people fled here to scrape by day by day.
“Hmm…
Noted.”
Xie Xuanyi touched his cheek, confirmed that the “All Living Beings” disguise was still in place, and then silently acknowledged, memorizing this new identity.
He prepared to stand up.
But the next moment, he fell heavily to the ground.
“Tsk, what did I say earlier…
did I or did I not say you needed to rest quietly?”
The young man scoffed: “Fond of showing off your might, not fond of listening to advice?”
“…?”
Xie Xuanyi furrowed his brows.
He hadn’t expected the fusion of the Que Wu Blade’s Bone-dissolving Powder with the Cold Blood Dao Realm to cause such substantial damage to his meridians!
He tried to stand up on his own.
But from the waist down, he could not command his limbs, nearly half of his body’s acupoints couldn’t even ignite the Primordial Fire!
“Your nephew said you were struck by a bandit’s ‘Sword Aura’ and sustained severe injuries.”
The young man calmly said: “But from what I see, it’s not an injury, it’s an illness.
There’s not a single wound on your body, the skin has healed and is as tough as metal.
The bandit who could injure you must also be a master.”
Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes, looking at the young man: “…Correct.”
“You can’t get up now…
The strand of Sword Aura that entered your body was just the catalyst.”