Chapter 1472 - Cleaning (1) (1/2)
Dyon's body was ravaged by pain, but it was nowhere near the range of putting his life in danger. It was as though the pain itself was just enough to remind him not to move, but not enough to make him wish for death.
For a man who had experienced his body being reconstructed on more than one occasion, this sort of pain was child's play. Instead, what truly hurt Dyon was feeling Madeleine's resolute decision to immediately attempt to build her 109th meridian. Something that would be easy for him, could lead to endless months, maybe years, of pain for his wife.
'Hurry up, let me go to her.' Dyon grit his teeth. He had a feeling that Madeleine would do something like this. Although she hated to fight, she hated even more to not be by his side. Out of necessity, she grew stronger.
It was obvious to her and Dyon that the best time to form meridians would be in these early stages when the gentle effects of the pill were still in place. In the future, it would require ridiculous amounts of supplemental healing medicines. Knowing how short on money Dyon was and how this was a secret they had to guard with their everything, Madeleine didn't want to place that burden on him any time soon, knowing she couldn't rely on the Flaming Lily Sect.
The wife and husband sat across from each other, just a meter apart, but living through vastly different experiences. Dyon suffered through his with mere gritted teeth, but Madeleine had become deathly pale. In fact, it wasn't just this…
The energy within Madeleine's body was s.u.c.k.e.d dry in an instant. What once was a woman whose full curves would send your mind into another universe became a frail skeleton with loose skin hanging from her bones. Although she didn't make a sound, not wanting to disturb her husband who sat across from her, the pain she was experiencing was unimaginable.
A deep guilt welled up in Dyon's c.h.e.s.t. His wife was remaining as silent as possible, believing that he was experiencing what she was, when the reality of the matter was that while her life was in danger, his wasn't in the least.
Madeleine breathed haggard breaths. Due to the fact her robes no longer fit her properly, now hanging loosely from her once full frame, the weak vibrations of her sternum were clear to Dyon. Her skin had become such a ghastly shade of white that one could almost see through to the veins and bones below.
Dyon struggled to move his body, tipping forward to crawl to her side. Ignoring the pain that ravaged his own body, he erupted in a white, blazing flame, pouring his everything into Madeleine's body.
It was at that point that he became shocked. He should have known that with Madeleine's talent, a single meridian wouldn't have pushed her into this state. This silly girl was actually attempting to form three at the same time!
Madeleine felt a comfortable feeling wash over her. She didn't need to open her eyes to know that Dyon had come to her side despite the fact 90% of her nerves were fried.
Dyon forgot his own pain entirely. In his world, there was only the beauty in his arms. Even if she looked like nothing more than a dilapidated skeleton now, she was still perfect in his eyes.
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Madeleine awoke in an incredibly weakened state. Although her meridian formation had just barely succeeded under Dyon's constant care, it would take a very long time for her body to truly recover. The shock to her system was too much, and unlike Dyon, she didn't follow the body path to a great height.