818 Su Waner (1/2)
The young maiden was very curious. Why was there a person lying in the wilderness of this primeval forest? Was he dead?
Thinking about this, the young maiden firstly gave herself a scare. The image of a victim being killed in the wilderness and their corpse being disposed of in the forest immediately surfaced in her mind.
The steps she took as she walked over subconsciously slowed down. Encountering a dead person was still very terrifying for a young maiden.
”Su Wan'er, what are you looking at? Quickly search that side of the mountain. If we cannot finish the task today, we will be punished,” a woman that was older than Su Wan'er said forcefully as she stood beside Su Wan'er.
Why was Su Wan'er so clumsy? They had come to gather medicinal herbs, but Su Wan'er seemed as though she was here for sightseeing. What was there to see in a rundown forest?
”Sister Yuting, there seems… seems to be a dead person there…” Su Wan'er said as she pointed her finger in the direction of the forest, clenching her clothes with her little hand. From where she stood, she could see the person lying there.
”What? A dead person?”
The woman called Sister Yuting also felt scared. There was not a village in sight, and aside from them, there was not a soul within a radius of a hundred kilometers. Apart from the few medicinal herb gathering disciples, no one would come here at all. Why was there a dead person in the forest?
Yang Yuting followed Su Wan'er's gaze She discovered that there was a person lying motionless on the ground.
”Let's check it out.” Yang Yuting was much older, so she was naturally braver. She walked over straight away. Su Wan'er was curious, so she followed Yang Yuting.
The other medicinal herb gathering disciples saw the strange movements of these two. After hearing that there was a ”dead person” lying over there, they also walked over curiously.
Very quickly, five disciples walked over to the person lying on the ground.
From a glance at the clothes that the person was wearing, they could see that he was not a member of their ancient martial arts sects. Usually, people belonging to the ancient martial arts sects mostly wore the sect uniform. The sects' uniforms were essentially retro type clothes. Even if some people had many different sets of clothing, they would very rarely wear them out.
”He is not from the mountains. He was most likely killed and his corpse disposed of here,” a slightly older male disciple with a full beard said. When the ancient martial art practitioners encountered people from the outside, they would usually refer to themselves as mountain folk. Another meaning of mountain folk referred to the ancient martial art practitioners that practiced deep in the mountains.
”This person is quite young, roughly in his early twenties. He is so young. Why was he killed?” Yang Yuting said somewhat sympathetically. A youth of this age would probably be a child in a family outside.
She had a complete family back when she was ten. Her entire family treated her like a princess. Soon after this time, calamity struck and she became an orphan. After that, fate led her to enter her sect, and she began to practice ancient martial arts.
”Let's go! What's so interesting about a dead person?” The full-bearded man waved his hand. He turned and prepared to leave.
”Wait a minute. It seems that he is still breathing.” Su Wan'er, who had been constantly watching the ”corpse” curiously, suddenly noticed that something was off. The person was actually still breathing faintly. Out of all of them, she was the most cautious, and at the same time, she had a very sharp sensory ability. Although the breathing was so faint that it could barely be heard, it could not escape her eyes.
”He is still breathing? Impossible!” a youth that was slightly older than Su Wan'er said in astonishment. How was he not dead after being so badly injured?
”He really isn't dead. I can feel his heartbeat.” Su Wan'er took a step forward. After discovering that it was not a dead person, she was no longer afraid. Walking up to the person, she placed her hand on his chest. Although it was very slow, his heartbeat was still strong.
The person that she was looking down at was Mo Wen who had fallen into the forest.
Although he had killed the black-robed vampire, his wounds were pretty severe. Also, the most frightening injuries had been caused by the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear. The recoil of the destructive lightning would most likely have turned him straight into dust and smoke if his body was not strong enough.
Upon hearing this, the others were immediately astonished. He was not dead, even in such a condition. He was very lucky.
The person's clothes were in tatters and there were bloodstains everywhere. There was a pool of blood on his chest that had drenched his clothes. With him lying on the ground motionless, anyone would think he was dead at first glance.
”I think he still can be saved.” Su Wan'er checked Mo Wen's pulse and discovered that although his injuries were very severe, his pulse was still very stable. He did not seem like a dying person. Her face lit up.