71: Chapter 71: Yagiya

Above the sky of the Central Province, a flying boat stained with blood, like a burning meteor, desperately tore through layers of clouds and sped towards the southwest.

The wind howled in their ears, but the atmosphere on the deck of the flying boat was suffocatingly oppressive.

Fei Yuechan slumped on the cold wooden deck, her originally pristine white robes now soaked with large patches of dark red blood.

She held Gu Yi tightly in her arms, her hands pressing incessantly against his chest, pouring her own purest Soul Transformation Stage Origin true Qi into his body.

The two bloody holes on Gu Yi's shoulders, pierced by the Void Realm chains, were still oozing blood mixed with black Devilish Qi.

Even with the formidable vitality of the Creation Immortal Body protecting his heart meridian, the Law of Corrosion belonging to a Soul Transformation Peak expert was still consuming his flesh and blood bit by bit. He kept his eyes tightly closed, his face as pale as paper, and his breathing so weak it seemed it could stop at any moment.

"Gu Yi... You promised Revered Master you would be fine, you are not allowed to sleep... Do you hear me..."

Fei Yuechan's voice was terribly hoarse, and the tears in her eyes fell like broken beads, splashing onto Gu Yi's bloodless cheeks.

This Lanyue Peak Revered Master, who was usually high and mighty and feared by countless Cultivators in the Central Province, looked like a helpless Mortal about to lose a priceless treasure.

Her hair was plastered messily against her cheeks; her usual coldness and haughtiness were completely crushed into powder in the face of this gradually cooling body in her arms.

Liu Qingwan, dragging her own severely injured body, stood guard nearby with a deathly pale face, continuously inserting Top-Grade Spirit Stones into the flying boat's Formation to drive it to its maximum speed. Senior Sister Mu Qingxue and Junior Sister Lin Wanying were even kneeling beside Gu Yi, holding his cold hands tightly and crying uncontrollably.

After a frantic journey sparing no cost, half a day later, a hidden valley shrouded year-round in emerald green miasma and rich medicinal fragrance finally appeared in their sight.

This was the famous medical Holy Land of the Central Province — Medicine Valley.

"Boom—!"

The flying boat ignored the deceleration Formation on the outskirts of Medicine Valley, carrying a tragic and violent Aura, and smashed through the first layer of mist outside the mountain gate, landing heavily on the white jade plaza at the entrance of Medicine Valley.

The huge commotion immediately alerted the Medicine Valley reception Disciples guarding the mountain gate.

Several Disciples in cyan Daoist robes were about to draw their swords and shout, when a cold Aura, carrying the pressure of a Soul Transformation Middle Stage expert but extremely chaotic, poured down from the flying boat like an avalanche, suppressing them so they couldn't even catch their breath.

"Where is the Revered Master of Medicine Valley! Save him quickly!"

Accompanied by a sharp cry filled with thick sobbing and anxiety, Fei Yuechan, holding the blood-soaked Gu Yi, stumbled off the flying boat.

The reception Disciples looked at this stunning woman covered in blood, with Killing Intent and grief intertwined, and were so frightened they retreated repeatedly, not daring to step forward to stop her.

"Step back, do not be rude to the honored guests of the Xuantian Sect."

A gentle voice, as soft as water and seemingly able to smooth over all restlessness and anxiety in the world, echoed leisurely from deep within the plaza.

Along with this voice, a faint, refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted towards them.

A stunningly beautiful young woman dressed in a light green cloud-patterned long dress, with her hair styled in a flowing cloud bun, walked over leisurely, surrounded by several Elders.

Her appearance was not as cold and arrogant as Fei Yuechan's, nor as bright and enchanting as Liu Qingwan's.

She was dignified and beautiful, with an intellectual and tolerant air of a mature woman between her brows.

Those gentle, water-like eyes seemed to hide a pool of spring water capable of containing everything in the world, making anyone who looked at them involuntarily drop all their defenses.

This person was the current Revered Master of Medicine Valley, Yan Shuyao, known as the "Gentle Medical Fairy."

Yan Shuyao walked up quickly, and when she saw that the visitor was the Lanyue Peak Revered Master who was famous throughout the Central Province, a trace of undisguised astonishment flashed in her gentle eyes.

In her impression, Fei Yuechan was always that high and mighty, ice-cold Fairy who kept people at a distance.

But this woman before her had disheveled hair, blood-stained white robes, and eyes filled with pleading and panic—where was there any of the dignity of a Soul Transformation powerhouse?

"Valley Revered Master Yan..."

The moment Fei Yuechan saw Yan Shuyao, it was like grabbing the last straw. Her hands holding Gu Yi trembled slightly, and her knees went weak, as if she were about to kneel down.

"Save him... I beg you, save my Disciple... As long as his life can be saved, my Xuantian Sect is willing to pay any price..."

The usually proud and aloof Fei Yuechan, at this moment, for Gu Yi's sake, lowered her noble head without hesitation, her voice filled with heartbreaking pleading.

Yan Shuyao was greatly shocked.

She quickly reached out her soft and warm jade hands, supporting Fei Yuechan's arm to stop her action.

"Peak Revered Master Fei, you are too serious. A healer has a benevolent heart; saving lives is naturally Shuyao's duty."

Yan Shuyao's voice was soft and firm, carrying a power that soothed the heart. Her gaze fell on the blood-soaked young man in Fei Yuechan's arms, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Devilish Qi from a Soul Transformation Peak expert... the injury is so severe." Yan Shuyao only took a rough glance to see the danger of Gu Yi's injury.

She did not waste any words and immediately turned to instruct the Elders behind her: "Immediately open the Heaven-grade pharmacy and prepare the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Jade Bed and the Foundation-Consolidating and Qi-Nurturing Formation."

After speaking, she turned back and said softly to the anxious Fei Yuechan: "Peak Revered Master Fei, please come with me, do not delay the timing for treatment."

Under Yan Shuyao's personal guidance, the group walked through the quiet corridors of Medicine Valley and arrived at a spacious inner chamber filled with rich Spiritual Qi and medicinal fragrance.

This was the highest-spec "Heaven-grade" pharmacy in Medicine Valley.

In the center of the inner chamber stood a Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Jade Bed emitting wisps of cold air. Fei Yuechan carefully laid Gu Yi flat on the jade bed, her blood-stained hands lingering on the corner of Gu Yi's clothes, unwilling to let go.

"Peak Revered Master Fei, please step back a half-step; I need to examine your Disciple's injuries." Yan Shuyao walked to the bedside and comforted her gently.

Fei Yuechan's eyes were red, and she bit her bloodless lower lip tightly. Although she didn't want to leave Gu Yi for even a step, she knew she couldn't be willful at this moment. She reluctantly let go and retreated to the edge of the jade bed, her eyes fixed on Yan Shuyao's movements.

Yan Shuyao sat on the edge of the bed, extended her fair, jade-like, slender, and soft fingers, and gently placed them on the pulse point of Gu Yi's blood-stained wrist.

A wisp of gentle and pure cyan Wood-attribute true Qi flowed from Yan Shuyao's fingertips into Gu Yi's Meridians.

Originally, Yan Shuyao thought she would find a broken body with no vitality. After all, a Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator had been pierced through both shoulders by the Devilish Qi of a Soul Transformation Peak expert; the Meridians should have long been corroded into a puddle of mud.

The moment her Divine Sense entered Gu Yi's body along with her true Qi.

A look of deep shock and disbelief appeared on Yan Shuyao's dignified and gentle face.

In the depths of Gu Yi's seemingly shattered Meridians, she actually felt a pure Yang vitality as vast as an abyss and as deep as the sea.

This pure Yang power was not assimilated by the tyrannical Devilish Qi; instead, like an endless sun, it built an indestructible line of defense within Gu Yi's body, firmly protecting his heart meridian and internal organs.

Furthermore, when that pure masculine Qi came into contact with the Wood-attribute true Qi Yan Shuyao probed with, it actually produced a subtle resonance and feedback.

Yan Shuyao felt a tingling warmth from her fingertips, and this warmth spread along her arm, causing her own cultivation Bottleneck, which had been stagnant for a long time as a Nascent Soul Middle Stage Cultivator, to show signs of loosening.

"This... what kind of tyrannical pure Yang Physique is this?"

A stormy sea rose in Yan Shuyao's heart. She had practiced medicine for over a hundred years and had seen countless people, but she had never seen a young male Cultivator with such tenacious vitality and such a special Physique.

She subconsciously raised her head and carefully examined Gu Yi on the jade bed.

Although his cheeks were stained with blood and he was pale, it could not hide his handsome, jade-like, and well-defined face. His tightly furrowed sword-like eyebrows revealed a sense of resilience and unyielding spirit, and even in a coma, he exuded an inexplicable attraction.

Yan Shuyao turned to look at Fei Yuechan, who was standing to the side, holding her breath in tension, and then looked at Liu Qingwan and the others outside the door, who were also full of worry.

A young man with a peerless appearance and a Heaven-Defying Physique, not only dared to withstand a killing blow from a Soul Transformation Peak expert with a Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, but also made a usually cold and arrogant Soul Transformation Peak Revered Master put down all her dignity for him and cry like a tear-stained person.

What kind of magic did this young man named Gu Yi possess?

A strong curiosity, like a new sprout breaking through the soil in spring, quietly took root and sprouted in the calm lake of Yan Shuyao's heart.

"Valley Revered Master Yan... my Disciple... is he still savable?"

Seeing that Yan Shuyao had not spoken for a long time, Fei Yuechan's voice trembled even more violently, fearing that she would hear the answer that would make her collapse from this medical Fairy.

Yan Shuyao withdrew her fingers from Gu Yi's wrist. She stood up, looked at the red-eyed Fei Yuechan, and a gentle smile that made people feel like a spring breeze curled at the corners of her lips.

"Peak Revered Master Fei, please set your heart at ease."

Yan Shuyao's voice was soft and firm, and she took out a clean white handkerchief from her bosom to gently wipe away the bloodstains on her fingertips.

"Although your Disciple's injuries look terrifying and the Devilish Qi is deeply rooted in his bones and blood, the depth of the vitality foundation in his body is the greatest I have ever seen in my life. His heart meridian is intact."

Hearing the words "heart meridian is intact," Fei Yuechan's body, which was tense to the limit, suddenly went limp. If it weren't for Liu Qingwan, who was quick to support her, she would have almost collapsed to the ground.

"However, this Devilish Qi is too insidious; ordinary Medicinal Pills are likely difficult to eradicate."

Yan Shuyao turned around, looked at Gu Yi lying on the Ice Jade Bed, and a flash of professional healer's certainty and a hint of secret anticipation flashed in her eyes.

"Shuyao needs to prepare the 'Marrow-Cleansing and Meridian-Warming Medicinal Bath' specially made by Medicine Valley, combined with my unique acupuncture method, to force this Devilish Qi out of his body strand by strand."

Yan Shuyao's gentle gaze swept over everyone.

"The subsequent treatment cannot afford any mistakes, so please wait outside, Peak Revered Master Fei and everyone else. Shuyao guarantees that I will return a perfectly healthy Young Master Gu to you."