Chapter 45：Important Figures (1/2)

Everything was blurry. His head ached so hard he couldn't even think properly. He had accidentally dropped on his broken left arm, and it was starting to burn with pain as well.

His green robe was died red in most parts. The most painful part was probably his chest. Most of his ribs were broken, and he was pretty sure some of them had punctured into his organs.

Huff Huff

He was having a hard time breathing as well.

'Please, just let me die.' All he wanted now was to die. 'How was the cat able to keep staying alive for so long with so much wound. Only 3 wounds and I feel like dying.' He couldn't help but think.

He kept on wishing to die, but for some reason didn't. From time to time warm bursts of energy appeared from deep in his body, that kept him from even fainting. So he had to stay awake and endure the pain.

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

He heard multiple objects moving in the vicinity. 'Are these the monsters? Will, I finally die?' he thought. He tried to see what monster it was but his one open eye was too blurry to tell anything apart.

That was when he started hearing voices.

”What happened here?”

”Hey, there is a kid here.”

”Ma Rong, this is a disciple from your sect.”

He felt someone pick him up and place something in his mouth. He heard a lady say something,

”Young Man, if you can hear me then swallow this pill,” he heard. Unquestioningly, he swallowed the pill.

The intense pain from his head, arms, and chest all disappeared as cool energy washed all over his body. He physically felt his ribs go back to normal and could feel his left arm moving again.

Once all the different feelings were gone, and he was back to normal, he opened his eyes.

There were multiple people in front of him, all high authority figures. He saw 3 sets of clothing in between these people. One was the green-robed figures from Hong Wu Sect, the second was the yellow-robed figures from the tiger sect, and the last ones were 2 people, a man and a woman both wearing purple robes.

One of the green robes-wearing figures was holding him up at the moment. It was a woman in her late 30s, but with no sign of aging. She was elegant yet authoritative.

”Are your okay, young man?” she asked. He tried to understand who she was, but couldn't. While she was wearing green robes, the linings looked yellow in the morning sunlight.

He didn't know anyone who wore yellow linings in the sect.