Chapter 315: Chapter 265: The Oriole Behind (Part 2)
The Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon and Celestial Shadow Dragon shrieked in agony. Already gravely wounded and on the verge of death, their Dragon Scales offered no defense against this sword strike. Their Vitality, like candles flickering in the wind, was completely extinguished. Their raised heads crashed to the ground with a loud THUD!
The Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon and the Celestial Shadow Dragon had fallen!
With its master’s demise, the Boundary Pearl completely shattered. The barrier that had sealed the area broke apart piece by piece, and the wind from the outside world slowly began to blow in again.
After doing all this, the swordsman seemed to have exhausted his strength. He suddenly staggered, plunging his sword into the earth to support his body.
Clearly, unleashing that single strike had come at a great cost, consuming all the strength in his body.
Li Minghan was panting. His emotions were in turmoil, not yet settled, when his expression suddenly changed. He rushed to Yu Changsheng’s side and carefully supported him, his face etched with anxiety and concern.
At this moment, of the three of them, Li Minghan was in the best condition. Aside from the psychological trauma, he was virtually unscathed.
Yu Changsheng’s condition, on the other hand, could only be described as utterly wretched. A wound three fingers wide pierced straight through his chest. Through the torn flesh, one could see gushing blood and his half-destroyed heart, which was still beating stubbornly.
"Hang in there, Changsheng!"
Li Minghan’s face was a mask of grief and fury. He reached out and pressed a point on Yu Changsheng’s meridians to staunch the bleeding.
Yu Changsheng’s eyes were barely a slit. His breathing was faint, his mind a chaotic mess, and his Fire of Life was on the verge of flickering out.
"COUGH... COUGH... COUGH..."
Yu Changsheng coughed weakly. With a thought, he retrieved an Elixir from his bag. It was inscribed with two Pill Patterns, entirely cyan-green in color, and wreathed in a slowly swirling Pill Mist.
An aromatic fragrance filled the air; a single whiff was enough to invigorate the spirit. It was the very same Life-Returning Pill that Mo Pengchen had given him last time!
Without hesitation, Yu Changsheng swallowed it in one gulp. Instantly, waves of gentle medicinal efficacy erupted within him, spreading rapidly through his limbs and body, sustaining his Fire of Life and repairing his injuries.
The effects of the Life-Returning Pill were undeniable. As a top-tier Third-Grade Elixir, when taken by someone in the Foundation Establishment Realm, it was potent enough to bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bone. Its healing properties were second to none.
The Colorful Star Deer cried out mournfully as its antlers shed endless streams of cyan-green light that shone upon Yu Changsheng. Waves of gentle power flowed into him, mending his grievous wounds.
Even so, Yu Changsheng’s injuries were too severe this time. A full recovery in a short period was impossible. All this could do was keep his Fire of Life from being extinguished; his combat power was completely gone.
’Thank goodness for the Life-Returning Pill...’
Yu Changsheng gave a wry smile. He felt weak all over. Feeling the waves of medicinal effects surging through his body, he slowly exhaled.
In this battle, his Sea of Consciousness had been depleted, his qi and blood were drained, and not a shred of his Magical Power remained. The only reason he had held on this long was pure willpower.
"I’m fine. Not dead yet."
Seeing Li Minghan’s anxious and concerned face warmed his heart. He managed a weak shake of his head and spoke in a low voice, sighing with relief internally.
"How are you? Your injuries are too severe. I’m afraid one Life-Returning Pill won’t be enough."
The dazzling light faded and the Sword Light dissipated. The swordsman sheathed his Long Sword, revealing his true face. It was none other than Meng Wuan!
Meng Wuan slowly walked toward Li Minghan and Yu Changsheng. With a calm expression, he spoke softly to Yu Changsheng:
"I have another Life-Returning Pill here. Take it as well. Don’t be careless with this."
With that, Meng Wuan extended his hand and produced another Life-Returning Pill. Without a trace of reluctance on his face, he glanced at Li Minghan and tossed it to him without another word.
"Give it to him. Stabilize his injuries."
Li Minghan froze for a moment. He instinctively caught the Life-Returning Pill, his eyes flickering with complex emotions. After giving Meng Wuan a deep look and confirming there was nothing wrong with the Elixir, he nodded. A hint of gratitude appeared in his eyes as he clasped his fist in salute to Meng Wuan.
"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Meng."
The preciousness of a Life-Returning Pill was unquestionable; even Golden Core True Masters would find it difficult to obtain one. At that moment, Li Minghan indeed did not have such a healing Holy Medicine on him.
’Well, that’s really...’
Yu Changsheng looked startled and surprised. The wariness in his heart relaxed slightly. Feeling the dire state of his body, he gave a wry smile and didn’t feign politeness. After casting a grateful look at Meng Wuan, he didn’t refuse, allowing Li Minghan to give him the Life-Returning Pill.
With two Life-Returning Pills in his system, immense medicinal power erupted in waves, repairing his wounds. His Fire of Life, which had been barely hanging on, was thoroughly stabilized by this second pill and began to burn brightly once more.
His originally pale face regained a hint of color. A continuous stream of medicinal energy nourished every part of his body. His condition was much better than before. After recovering some strength, Yu Changsheng let out a breath and, with Li Minghan’s help, struggled to his feet. He cupped his hands in a salute toward Meng Wuan and said gratefully:
"I truly have to thank you this time, Fellow Daoist Meng. First for the aid of your sword, and now for the gift of the elixir. I am endlessly grateful. If you ever have need of me in the future, I will surely repay this debt."
If Meng Wuan hadn’t intervened at the last moment, both Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan would have been decapitated by now.
"No need to thank me. We were both just getting what we needed." Meng Wuan shook his head, his expression calm, as if he had only done something trivial.
"I already had a blood feud with Yang Chengxu. I only acted because the timing was right. As for the Life-Returning Pill, consider it payment for you drawing his fire and holding him off. If I had to fight him one-on-one, I wouldn’t have been his match. There’s no need to thank me for any of it."
Meng Wuan paused. He pondered for a moment, then let out a soft sigh. Looking at Yang Chengxu’s body, which was not yet cold, a complex emotion flickered in his eyes before finally settling into relief.
"Regardless, thanks are still in order."
Yu Changsheng said, exhaling. He could feel his condition gradually improving. Though he was still weak, he was no longer on the verge of passing out at any moment.
"There’s no need." Meng Wuan retracted his gaze and shook his head again. He turned to look at Si Jian Cliff, falling silent for a moment as a trace of deep emotion showed in his eyes.
"Since I am on your Wanxiang Sect’s territory, and I have received a fortuitous inheritance from a Wanxiang Sect senior, it is only right that I should save you. Consider a karmic debt settled."
"Hmm?" Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan exchanged a confused glance, then looked at Meng Wuan.
Meng Wuan pondered for a moment, then asked in return, "What did you think of that sword strike from before?"
"It was world-shaking, magnificent beyond compare!"
Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan nodded in agreement without the slightest hesitation.
"Mm, it was truly stunning," Meng Wuan nodded, as if savoring the memory. His gaze returned to Si Jian Cliff. Under the influence of his Taichu Sword strike, the Sword Qi of Si Jian Cliff had been depleted, and its sharp edge was not as exposed as before.
"It’s hard to imagine that such a brilliantly talented Swordsmanship was created by someone from your Beast Taming Peak. This Si Jian Cliff was split open by a single sword strike from that master back then. The remaining sword mark contains the inheritance of his technique. Those with sufficient Comprehension can naturally perceive it."
"What I just performed was that very sword strike. It is truly astonishing."
Meng Wuan sighed with emotion. Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan looked at each other in sudden realization. They turned their gazes to Si Jian Cliff, their minds filled with different thoughts, their eyes burning with a fervent heat.
Meng Wuan pondered, glancing at Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan. He knew full well what they were thinking, so he shook his head and said softly:
"However, the sword mark has faded significantly after so many years. And now that I have comprehended it, the remaining ’rhyme’ will likely be impossible for anyone to perceive for at least a hundred years. There’s no need for you two to force it."
"So, since I have received the inheritance of your Beast Taming Peak’s senior, it was only natural for me to perform that sword strike. What’s more..."
Meng Wuan suddenly fell silent. After a long moment, he sighed softly. "What’s more, I had my own reasons for killing him. From both a sentimental and logical standpoint, we owe each other nothing."
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