Chapter 596 – I Will Fight This Battle for Him (III) (1/2)

Chapter 596 - I Will Fight This Battle for Him (III)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”What matter?” Xu Yourong did not raise her head or even blink her eyelashes.

”A person wants to break in. It's…a person of the Orthodox Academy,” Ye Xiaolian replied uneasily.

Xu Yourong was keenly aware that the person that dared to rush the sword array of South Stream Temple and also wanted to see Chen Changsheng could only be Zhexiu. She impassively responded, ”Chop off his legs.”

Ye Xiaolian asked, ”What of the two archbishops?”

This was speaking of Mao Qiuyu and Linghai Zhiwang. As Prefects of the Orthodoxy, even South Stream Temple had to pay them due respect.

Xu Yourong did not reply because she had already given her orders.

She only calmly gazed at the couch-ridden Chen Changsheng.

Ye Xiaolian gazed at the distant beautiful figure from outside the door, mentally quite surprised.

Her talent was not bad and when she was very small, she entered Gentle Stream Monastery to begin cultivating.

Gentle Stream Monastery was very close to the sword training grounds of Mount Li. When she was small, she would often see Qiushan Jun practicing his sword there. Like all the other female children, she very naturally became one of Qiushan Jun's ardent followers, which is why she had spoken so rudely to Chen Changsheng on the Li Palace's Divine Avenue, only to be scolded so harshly by Tang Thirty-Six that she wept bitter tears in an extremely pitiable display.

Later on, many things happened. She had gone to the Garden of Zhou and the objects of her worship and respect…now included a person called Chen Changsheng.

Perhaps for this reason, she had always concealed a little jealousy towards Xu Yourong, but because their positions were too different, she could not voice her complaints.

In the spring after the conclusion of that year's Grand Examination, she moved from Gentle Stream Monastery to South Stream Temple and was even less prone to revealing such emotions before Xu Yourong. With the passing of time, the jealousy that she had concealed deep within her heart had vanished without a trace. In the end, her target of worship and respect had even moved from Qiushan Jun and Chen Changsheng to Xu Yourong.

Just like the common people of the capital and her senior sisters of South Stream Temple.

Now, seeing Xu Yourong sitting by the couch, she felt her to be high and noble.

If Mo Yu were present and heard Xu Yourong's command, saw her figure, she would definitely feel that she was growing more and more similar to the Divine Empress.

Not long after Ye Xiaolian’s departure, the noise outside the hall gradually grew silent.

Xu Yourong quietly stared at Chen Changsheng, realizing that from time to time, he would frown his brow. It seemed that even while unconscious, he could still feel an inexhaustible pain.

Her medical arts could not be compared to Chen Changsheng's, but they were quite good. After gripping Chen Changsheng's hand for so long and silently feeling his pulse, she had affirmed that the Elder of Heavenly Secrets's conclusion was correct.

His meridians were all severed, so how could it be treated?

She turned her head to the pitch-black darkness beyond the window. The lack of the many stars made her understand that there were clouds tonight.

After confirming that there was no one outside the building spying in, she turned her head and unfastened Chen Changsheng's clothes.

His tattered Daoist robe was thrown on the floor and his underpants were also taken off.

In this entire course of events, her fingers were very steady, her movements very straightforward. There was no hesitation and no shyness on her pale and beautiful face.

Chen Changsheng's skin was very smooth, seeming just like an infant's, breakable by the slightest gust of wind. Representing the fact that he had undergone the most perfect of Purifications, even after engaging in such an intense battle and receiving such severe internal injuries, the surface of his skin was without blemish, with not even the smallest wound present. It looked just like the colored porcelain popular in Xuelao City, painted over with a faint layer of pink.

This sort of skin was perhaps the dream of all young girls, but Xu Yourong's expression became particularly grave.

Because that layer of pink was not because his skin was tender, but because blood was seeping out right below Chen Changsheng's skin.

The blood seeping out of the severed meridians was now slowly permeating through his body. At any moment, it could contaminate the surface of his body or flow out of his eyes and nose.

This blood was not any ordinary blood, but his true blood, every drop containing a part of his divine soul.

Xu Yourong thought of what Chen Changsheng had told her in the Mausoleum of Zhou and her expression grew even graver, her face paler, a tinge of apprehension finally emerging in her clear and bright eyes.

This was the matter Chen Changsheng had been most concerned about for his entire life, and also what she was most concerned about at this very moment.

A moment ago, she had intentionally questioned the intentions of the Elder of Heavenly Secrets, not even hesitating to treat him with hostility, precisely so that she could intentionally have the Elder of Heavenly Secrets depart this house.

In the capital, Chen Changsheng had once told her that the blood he bled right now no longer contained that most terrifying smell, but it was obvious that circumstances had changed.

Perhaps it was precisely that moment when he successfully broke through and guided the boundless radiance of the stars into his body.

She had no means of confirming whether her deductions were correct or not, but she could not risk it; she could not allow the blood within Chen Changsheng's body to flow out.

A faint light imbued with a sacred intention fell from her palm and covered Chen Changsheng's body.

The Elder of Heavenly Secrets had warned her that now that all of Chen Changsheng's meridians were severed, the slightest strength, even the Sacred Light, entering these meridians would only cause him to bear an even greater burden and only worsen his injuries.

But she still used the Sacred Light technique without hesitation, not because she had no faith whatsoever in the Elder of Heavenly Secrets's words, but because this Sacred Light was somewhat different.

The clear light fell on Chen Changsheng's body but did not enter it. Instead, it paused in the air, extremely close to his body, separated by not even one-tenth the thickness of a strand of hair.