Chapter 153: Healing

  The entire stone cave was about a hundred zhang in size, and a faint stench wafted from within. Yang Tian's gaze swept around for a while before he found a rather dry pile of grass, where he laid the woman down.

  The extremely beautiful woman glanced at Yang Tian. She tilted her head slightly, her dreamlike cheeks exuding an air of rejecting everyone from afar. However, beneath this demeanor, there was a hint of unease that was hard to detect.

  She hadn't expected that today, her bloodline would undergo an anomaly, and she had also sustained severe injuries. Her Qi sea was as if it had dried up, unable to accumulate energy.

  Yang Tian rubbed his hands, his eyes darting around. It was only then that he noticed the woman's full-body wounds, some of which were even hideously gruesome.

  Soon, blood began to flow on the cave floor, and the extremely beautiful woman's cheeks grew even paler. The blood was about to coagulate into plasma, and several terrifying wounds were quickly bleeding.

  "Uncle Xiao, what should I do?" Yang Tian's consciousness appeared inside the ancestral dragon ring, looking at Yang Xiao, who was lounging with one leg crossed over the other, and asked.

  "Deal with it yourself. Don't you need healing pills for healing? Don't you have some on you?" Yang Xiao said with a sneer, feigning indifference.

  "Uh..." Yang Tian smacked his lips, his face full of black lines, and said, "Those pills are nowhere near enough. They're all trash pills. Give me some of the spiritual liquid you refined."

  "There's none... still not refined. Besides, her injuries won't benefit at all from that spiritual liquid," Yang Xiao said, shaking his head like a rattle drum, still feigning indifference.

  "This..." Yang Tian scratched his head, helpless, not knowing what Yang Xiao was up to. How could the spiritual liquid refined with the water of vitality not heal the woman's injuries?

  Inside the cave, blood was splattering. The extremely beautiful woman bit her red lips tightly, her eyes showing a stubborn expression, like a proud little peacock, preferring death over asking for help...

  "That... you need treatment, otherwise, your injuries will drag on and become troublesome. You'll die," Yang Tian cautiously approached, not daring to anger her. Who knew if she had any other tricks up her sleeve?

  "Don't come over. If you come over, I'll kill you!" Sensing Yang Tian's footsteps approaching, the extremely beautiful woman's eyes flashed with panic and she hurriedly scolded.

  "Don't be nervous. I mean no harm. I'm just bringing you some healing pills. Really, no harm," Yang Tian said in haste, hastily taking out some bottles and jars and placing them in front of the woman. He then took a few steps back, eagerly looking at her.

  Glancing at the bottles below, the extremely beautiful woman hesitated for a while, then looked at Yang Tian again, and after seeing the bleeding wounds on herself, she pursed her lips and said softly, "Turn around."

  "Oh... okay..." Noticing the woman's wary demeanor, Yang Tian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, but he quickly nodded and turned his back to her.

  Her beautiful eyes watched Yang Tian. After a while, noticing that Yang Tian didn't move, she fiercely said, "If you dare to turn your head, I'll kill you! Doubt my words if you will."

  "I won't peek. You can treat your wounds in peace," Yang Tian said with a face full of black lines, muttering, "Such a troublesome woman..."

  The woman was extremely wary. Her gaze continued to observe Yang Tian for a while, and finally nodded. Her jade hand reached for the jade bottle, and with a slight movement, the extremely beautiful woman's cheeks surged with a pained expression.

  Enduring the pain, the extremely beautiful woman slowly opened the jade bottle with her jade fingers. Her eyes looked at the rough pills inside, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, but after glancing at Yang Tian, her cheeks instantly relaxed.

  Although these pills were nothing but trash in the eyes of the woman, for a martial artist to possess such pills was already quite wealthy.

  The pills Yang Tian took out were all third and fourth-tier pills, the most precious healing pills he had on him. Such items were not easy to come by even in the Xuantian realm.

  The woman took a bottle of ointment in her hand, lifted the sleeve on her arm, and looked at the deep wound. She bit her red lips tightly.

  Her fingers dipped a bit of the crystal-clear ointment, and as soon as the ointment was applied to the wound, her body trembled involuntarily, and the pain on her cheeks intensified.

  That hideous wound was twenty inches long. With just a bit of ointment applied, sweat had already emerged on her cheeks. Her wounds were too terrifying. With just a few movements, the flowing blood increased again.

  After trying several times, the extremely beautiful woman's strength was completely exhausted, and the jade bottle in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

  "Smack..." The collision sound rang out, and the entire jade bottle developed a crack, but the material was quite hard and did not shatter completely.

  "What happened?" Yang Tian hurriedly turned his head, his gaze instantly noticing that hideous wound. One of her arms was almost severed, and blood was gushing out.

  "Hisss..." Yang Tian couldn't help but inhale sharply, thinking to himself how tough this woman was. Although a severed arm could be reattached, the pills required were terrifying.

  "Who told you to turn around?" Looking at Yang Tian, the woman's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she scolded with all her strength.

  Hearing this, Yang Tian's face looked somewhat unpleasant, feeling aggrieved inside. He clenched his fists and said, "I've gone through so much trouble to save you, and I haven't done anything to you. I even gave you pills. Don't blame me for everything."

  "You..." The woman's rebuttal made her expression somewhat unnatural, but she was rendered speechless. This woman was extremely proud and simply turned her head away, her eyes filled with stubbornness.

  After a moment of silence, Yang Tian looked at the blood continuously flowing from the woman's body. He could clearly sense the diminishing vitality within her. If not treated promptly, she would directly perish.

  Yang Tian shook his head slightly. This woman was too proud, preferring death over asking me...

  Yang Tian smacked his lips and couldn't help but say, "Hey... if you don't treat these wounds, it will be troublesome."

  Three breaths later, Yang Tian continued, "If you die here, it's not my fault."

  "..."

  After a while, Yang Tian rubbed his hands and cautiously approached, sticking his head out. Seeing the woman unconscious, Yang Tian's mouth twitched fiercely.

  "Cough... I'm just saving a person... I have no ulterior motives..." Yang Tian picked up the jade bottle from the ground, muttered to himself, and applied the ointment on his hands.

  His fingers gradually touched the woman's arm. When Yang Tian noticed that there was no change in the woman, his mind instantly relaxed and he quickly treated the wound on her arm.

  The treated wound had now stopped bleeding. Yang Tian smirked and moved his gaze to the remaining parts.

  "Cough... cough... I'm just saving a person... what's there to be afraid of?" Yang Tian looked at the woman's delicate body, rubbed his hands, and muttered in his heart.

  "It's just saving someone. Why do I feel like it's more exhausting than a big battle?" After bustling for a while, Yang Tian wiped the sweat from his face, licked his lips, and focused on the last wound.

  Looking at the still unconscious woman, Yang Tian steadied his mind. At this moment, seeing the last wound, he immediately frowned. The injured spot was really unfortunate.