Chapter 202: A Secre (1/2)

Chapter 202: A Secret

The duel had been settled. Now, it was the evening with a red sky. Sparkling scarlet lights reflected off the lake, creating a beautiful red surface.

Feng Feiyun crossed the lake and the bamboo mountain all the way to a cave.

He opened the formation and entered.

“Swoosh!” His finger shot out a burning spirit light that turned into the First Dark Origin Flame to light up an oil lamp.

The light of the oil lamp was as small as a bean, and it faintly illuminated the interior of the cave.

There was a stone bed, a stone table with four seats, and nothing else.

On the freezing stone bed was a thin, pale figure. He slowly opened his eyes after hearing the noise and revealed a glimmer of happiness before saying: “You came back alive after all.” His voice was as weak as the sound of a mosquito.

“You managed to stay alive till my return after all.” Feng Feiyun’s voice was also strangely weak. It was as if the words were stuck in his throat.

The person laying on the stone bed was Murong Ta. In order to help Feng Feiyun break through, he traded four pounds of blood for a two thousand year old lingzhi.

Feng Feiyun didn’t have many friends, but he considered Murong Ta to be one of his brothers now.

“Haha…” Murong Ta’s laughter was suddenly interrupted since his feeble body suddenly quivered from a chill.

A person who had lost too much blood would always have this chilling sensation, just like Feng Feiyun’s heart at this moment.

Feng Feiyun took out the eight hundred year old Calamus Root from the third prince of Dashi. It would have extraordinary results when used by someone who had lost a lot of blood.

He pulled off a piece from it and carefully fed it to Murong Ta. Then he left the remaining seven pieces next to Murong Ta’s pillow.

“An eight hundred year old Calamus Root… It’s medicinal effect is too strong. If you eat one per day for eight days, you will recover completely.”

Murong Ta’s pitch-black eyes suddenly lit up. This could have been because his eyes used to have a glimmer within them, and now it was strengthened by the Calamus Root. He then said: “Thank you.”

“I should be the one thanking you.” Feng Feiyun silently sat by the stone bed and secretly bit his lips while leaning his body to hide the hand on the location of his dantian.

After half an hour had passed, Murong Ta’s face regained some color. Feng Feiyun then took out the second rank Nature Pill and gave it to him.

This Nature Pill was a great medicine for healing. It immediately melted in Murong Ta’s mouth as his body then became covered with a spiritual light while emitting a strong medicinal scent.

“Bam!” At the same time, Feng Feiyun could no longer bear it and fell straight to the ground, fainting. Blood flowed out of the location of his dantian and stained his clothing.

He was truly wounded earlier, especially during the fight against Gu Qing.

Gu Qing was indeed very powerful. Even if Feng Feiyun used his Spirit Treasure, it wouldn’t have necessarily been able to block that secret sword technique. He could only use a reckless method where both sides got hurt for a chance of victory.

Gu Qing’s one sword pierced his dantian. Although it was blocked by the Evil Woman’s corpse palace, it still hurt Feng Feiyun’s overall energy. It was his powerful will that allowed him to drag himself back here. Otherwise, he would have already died in the Martial Exhibition Tower.

Murong Ta slowly sat up on the stone bed. He stared at the unconscious Feng Feiyun for a long time while his fingers formed a sword gesture. After a long period of hesitation, he eventually put his hand down.

He once again lied down.

The night became a bit dreary and full of unknowns.

When Feng Feiyun woke up, it was the morning of the third day. A warm sunlight from the outside shone into the cave. At this time, he was also lying on top of the stone bed while being treated with medicinal grasses.

The wound over his dantian was cleaned and bandaged. Even the wounds on his shoulder, chest, and thighs were all applied with herbs. Only his thighs still hurt from the pain.

“This Murong Ta fella!” Feng Feiyun shook his head and smiled.