334: Provide rescue!

Su Lin Yun was anxious; seeing that Liang Xingchao was on the verge of death, she had no choice but to reveal her last trump card, using the Saint Lord Inheritance to bargain with Daoist Wuji and Lü Chengtian.

Even though she wasn't sure if this was a trap set for her!

She believed that any cultivator, upon hearing her words, would be overcome with greed.

As for what would happen next—whether she would become a tool for others to obtain the Inheritance or something else—she couldn't worry about it anymore; she only wanted her sole relative to survive!

So she actively wanted to make a Heavenly Dao Oath, but she was stopped by Daoist Wuji at the final stage.

"Young lady, you are too polite. Please wait aside; I will go and check his condition."

Upon hearing Daoist Wuji's words, Su Lin Yun quickly moved aside, and Daoist Wuji walked over to Liang Xingchao.

Daoist Wuji slowly squatted down, extended his right hand, and then channeled his cultivation, concentrating it in his palm.

Daoist Wuji slowly moved his palm, meticulously examining every part of his body from head to toe.

A moment later, the examination was complete.

Daoist Wuji withdrew his hand, turned to Su Lin Yun, and said with a somewhat solemn expression:

"Miss Su, his injuries are quite severe. Firstly, he previously had an extremely serious hidden injury in his body; I estimate that his recovery from that injury was less than 30% before the great battle!"

"Secondly, the person who used the black mist explosion to ambush him clearly put in a lot of effort. The explosion was not only incredibly powerful, but it also contained terrifying spiritual attacks."

"That spiritual attack happened to target his weakness, which is why he suffered such heavy injuries."

As Su Lin Yun listened, her eyes gradually filled with increasing despair.

Even this Senior said so, so is there still hope?

"Senior, is there really no hope?"

"If I intervene, I can ensure he doesn't die, but I certainly cannot completely heal the injuries within his body."

"Senior, the injuries don't matter; please, Senior, lend a hand and save his life!"

Daoist Wuji nodded:

"Alright, I will help you this once."

"Senior's great kindness and virtue, this junior is immensely grateful. If there is ever anything you need in the future, please do not hesitate to command me; I will never refuse!"

"Ah, ah, don't thank me. There's someone else you should thank. You'll understand when the time comes."

Then, Daoist Wuji gave a slight wink, and Lü Chengtian immediately understood, walking straight to Su Lin Yun's side and silently guarding her.

Treating this person is a small matter; protecting this young lady is the important thing!

Su Lin Yun was utterly confused by what she heard. What did he mean by 'someone else'?

Shouldn't I be thanking these two Seniors?

Then who should I thank?

Despite her confusion, Su Lin Yun did not speak again, fearing she might disturb the Senior's treatment of Liang Xingchao.

"Rise!"

Daoist Wuji shouted, and Liang Xingchao, who had fallen unconscious, slowly began to float upwards, then hovered in front of Daoist Wuji in a meditative posture.

Daoist Wuji held three fingers in one hand and two fingers together in the other, continuously casting spells on all of Liang Xingchao's acupuncture points.

With each action, Liang Xingchao's body would subtly sway. His broken right hand and left foot also stopped bleeding, and all the wounds on his body slowly began to heal.

At the same time, Liang Xingchao's expression also began to show subtle changes with Daoist Wuji's actions, sometimes painful, sometimes relaxed.

After some time, all the wounds on Liang Xingchao's body, except for his broken hands and feet, had completely healed.

Liang Xingchao finally began to awaken from his deep slumber.

His eyebrows twitched a few times, then he slowly opened his eyes, and Daoist Wuji's face came into view.

"I... where am I? Is this Hell? Little Yun? Little Yun!"

Liang Xingchao suddenly woke up with a start, immediately shifting his gaze to search for Su Lin Yun.

Soon, he saw Su Lin Yun a few meters away.

The moment he saw Su Lin Yun, Liang Xingchao's entire aura instantly became utterly desolate, and a faint aura of death sprouted from his heart.

In the end, I still couldn't bring glory to my Chang Sheng Pulse, nor could I protect that child.

I, Liang Xingchao, have failed the ancestors of the Chang Sheng Pulse!!!

Liang Xingchao's lips trembled slightly, the sorrow in his heart engulfing him like a tide, and his Dao Heart also began to show signs of collapse.

Evidently, he mistook this place for the underworld, as he believed it was impossible for him to have survived that explosion.

So when he saw Su Lin Yun, he instinctively thought that Su Lin Yun had also died with him in that explosion.

With all hope lost to the extreme, an aura of death began to arise in his heart, and the state of mind for cultivating the Sacred Lord Heart Method naturally began to crumble.

Seeing this, Daoist Wuji's eyes instantly sharpened, and he angrily rebuked:

"Liang Xingchao! What are you doing? Are you trying to destroy yourself?!"

"Open your eyes and look! This is the Living Realm, not the underworld! You are not dead!"

"Old man!"

Su Lin Yun, on the other hand, quickly rushed forward and hugged his remaining arm. Feeling the warmth emanating from his arm, Liang Xingchao finally reacted.

He wasn't dead?!

He was really still alive!!!

"Old man, this Senior saved you. Why aren't you thanking him quickly?"

Hearing Su Lin Yun's words, he struggled, wanting to move.

"Don't move! You only look better now, but the injuries inside your body are still completely uncontrolled. If you move too much, they might erupt later!"

Liang Xingchao immediately became docile and stopped moving, asking aloud:

"Senior, Liang Xingchao thanks you for saving his life. This kindness is beyond repayment!"

"You don't need to thank me; if you want to thank someone, thank this young woman. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have saved you."

Daoist Wuji's words made Liang Xingchao feel a bit awkward.

The difference in their statuses was immense; indeed, without Su Lin Yun, the two would have had no interaction.

...

Liang Xingchao thought for a moment, then still bit the bullet and said:

"Um... Senior, how long will it take for my condition to recover?"

"There's no hope in the short term. It's already difficult enough that your condition can keep you alive. After all, I primarily Cultivate the Dao of Yin and Yang, and I am not skilled in healing the injured or saving the dying."

Upon hearing Daoist Wuji's words, Liang Xingchao's hopeful eyes once again dimmed in disappointment.

If he couldn't obtain the Saint Lord Inheritance on this trip, it would be almost equivalent to death, and he couldn't accept that.

He also knew that with such severe injuries, it was already incredible that the person before him could help him survive. How could he ask for more?

After a moment of contemplation, a flicker of resolve suddenly flashed in Liang Xingchao's eyes.