12 The Five Days |Part 2| (1/2)

XieRong hadn't known that she could make such a huge impact on two lives she'd decided to save on a whim.

”Nuo Jie, how did Jie save you?” Fei Hong asked, while chomping on her rabbit leg.

XieRong started to sweat nervously. She hadn't told her master the entire story because she was afraid her master would be disappointed in her for having taken such a risk.

”Young miss was wonderful! She cheated the auction master of his money and he gladly let her do it!”

And so, Hui Nuo narrated the entire story to FeiHong and Master while XieRong waited for her master's scoldings. Soon, the story was over and her master was eating her food and listening like she would a bedtime story.

”Master, aren't you going to scold me?” XieRong asked looking at her master's face, trying to figure out her master's feelings.

”XieRong, you knew what you were doing. You knew the risks and the benefits and you acted upon your decision made after considering everything. Why would I scold you for it?”

XieRong felt happy that her master trusted her judgement.

”Master, can I open the bond now?”

”No. Tomorrow I'll teach you how to see a person's presence, then you can open the bond. Now, go finish washing the bowls and then go to sleep. The rest of you, what are you idling about by the fire for?”

XieRong had a hard time sleeping. She was so excited that she would finally be able to be cured tomorrow.

”Jie, what if we don't have good enough spiritual roots?” Fei Hong, who was huddled next to XieRong, whispered.

”Then even if we get cured, we won't be able to become stronger.”

XieRong hugged her sister even closer to her. She hadn't even wanted to think about what would happen if she didn't have good enough spiritual roots, but she knew she had to. She had to be prepared for any obstacle life threw her way.

”FeiHong, believe in yourself and believe in Jie. Even if we don't have good spirit roots there will always, always be other ways to get stronger and get our revenge. So let's sleep, okay?”

XieRong looked at her sister's figure next to her and was slowly lulled to sleep.

Soon, it was morning and the hour for the final treatment was fast approaching. XieRong didn't think about all the things that could go wrong, instead she thought of what all she had to do after the treatment was complete in order to leave for her journey tomorrow.

”Master, I'll have to go to the capital tomorrow, first. I need provisions for before we leave.”

”Do what you want, child. You needn't inform me of your plans before hand. I trust your decisions.”

The old master stuffed cloth in XieRong's mouth.

”Your eight extraordinary and twelve principle meridians have all been cured. As I told you, today I will be curing your Dantian where all your Qi is stored.”

This time XieRong was lying on the cold bare floor of her master's cave. The old master began the treatment as XieRong flinched from the pain. It was as though her master had put a sword through her abdomen from the very beginning, unlike the previous treatments where the pain escalated from a pinch to a stab.

XieRong had retreated to the recesses of her mind to meditate. She had learned to do this during the course of her treatment when she couldn't bear the pain any longer but refused to pass out. This made her forget the pain she was suffering.

XieRong looked around at the pitch black darkness in her mind. It was peaceful and comforting. She'd already found the doors to her bonds yesterday when she was asleep. Today, she'd go around exploring the things in her spatial ring.

The spatial ring was easy to access.

XieRong just had to think that she wanted to see what was in it and she found her consciousness inside the ring.

Inside the ring was a huge room filled with shelves and cupboards of all sizes with things arranged neatly in them, not at all like the mess she was expecting.

”Not what you were expecting?”

XieRong turned around, startled.

”Who are you? Show yourself!”

XieRong thought about who could be in the ring her grandfather had left for her. She came up with nothing.

”I was wondering when I would meet you,” a old man said, materialising before her. He wore simple, but expensive robes and stroked his white beard.