7 Winning without Fighting (2/2)

”If I succeeded in blocking it, my turn to attack shall come so prepare yourselves for your death...”

Jiang Tian's menacing words made the three swallow a mouthful of saliva. Clenching their fists, they glared at the disciples behind Jiang Tian before venomously saying, ”Since Senior is so insistent in protecting these bastards, then the three of us shall give you some face.”

Tang Zemin turned around and dashed towards the opposite direction while engraving Jiang Tian's appearance in his heart.

The disciples from the Xia Clan that just escaped from their certain deaths all heaved sighs of reliefs. The disappearance of the threat made them relaxed as all of them fell on the ground and faced the skies.

Some cried out loud while some celebrated with a fierce shout. Disciples walked towards Jiang Tian and expressed their gratitude. Afterward, they worked together and tended to the wounded.

”What's going on with Junior Sister Xinyi?!”

A shout echoed out inside the small ridge and the relaxed disciples awakened from their stupor as they all rushed towards their Junior Sister's side.

There, the young woman looked pale and blue, her breathing was shallow and her chest moved paradoxically like an ocean wave. On her chest were numerous medicinal herbs, but judging from the expression of the person that treated her, it looked like she also didn't have any idea about what's going on.

”Luoyang, what's going on with Junior Sister Xinyi?”

Voices of concern echoed out and Xia Luoyang shook her head, ”I don't know what's going on but it looks like she's in a critical condition.”

”A critical condition?”

Their expression became unwilling as tears welled up in their eyelids, Junior Sister Xinyi was their group's lucky star and everyone admired her outgoing attitude. If she dies, their morale would sink even further and they may not be able to make it back to the Clan without further casualties.

”Her chest is moving paradoxically means she has a flail chest, let me take a look for a moment...” Jiang Tian appeared at the entrance and walked closer to the group. The disciples who witnessed how he intimidated those bald bastards from the Silent Monastery moved to the side and stared at him with hopeful expressions.

”I don't have any medicinal pills with me, but don't worry, I'll do everything that I can do to save her if she can still be saved...” Jiang Tian shook his head before stretching his hand out to Xia Xinyi's chest and pressed on it.

After several presses, his expression heaved a sigh of relief before saying, ”Fortunately, she can still be saved. Someone, give me something sharp so I can operate on her.”

Xia Luoyang quickly handed over a jungle knife that she used for amputations along with a liquor for sanitizing. Jiang Tian slightly smiled and received the items. Cleaning the knife and his hands using the liquor, Jiang Tian opened Xinyi's robes, revealing her alluring peaks. But at this moment, no one thought too much of it and only hoped that Jiang Tian succeeded.

Using his sense of touch to find her second intercostal space, Jiang Tian sliced an opening using the jungle knife as the pressure building up within Xinyi's chest dissipated. Rubbing his forehead with his arm, Jiang Tian returned the knife back to Luoyang and explained.

”There's an abnormal collection of air between her lung and chest wall, by opening her chest at the intercostal space, we are able to relieve some of that pressure so she can properly breathe. As for now, her condition is stabilized. The only problem is the issue of infection. We must clean her bloodied body as soon as possible.”

Jiang Tian's words made the disciples erupt into cheers. Xia Luoyang stared at Jiang Tian with an incredulous expression on her face as she replayed his words inside her mind. Jiang Tian's explanation was sound and logical, but was also mysterious, due to the fact that she never encountered such an injury before.

The disciples' admiration for Jiang Tian grew as Jiang Tian sighed in his heart. Back in his previous world, Jiang Tian had to take care of his own injuries while he was on his missions so it wasn't strange that he knew something about medicine.

Lifting his head to stare at the skies, melancholy flashed through his eyes as he thought.

”That War Emperor bastard must be celebrating right now after discovering my disappearance. Unfortunately, I didn't have any disciples to pass on my legacy so this only means that the legend of the Ghost Emperor is also gone?”

Jiang Tian lightly chuckled, ”What Ghost Emperor? I never thought too much about it before but the name that those bastards gave to me really sounds too ominous...”

Jiang Tian's eyes flashed with a renewed light of resolve.

So my journey to the peak, starts once again? In this mundane life of mine, that idea doesn't sound so bad...