Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 228: Recovering from Injury, Nangong Wan's Bite

"Ah~!" The little girl was suddenly startled, wondering how the beautiful older sister in front of her could see what she was thinking.

"If you understand, do it quickly. If you behave well, we will return the house to you when we leave, and you don't have to return the purchase price." Ye Guyi said impatiently.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The little girl was slightly startled and quickly ran to boil some water. Someone who didn't care about five or six hundred gold soul coins was definitely not someone she could mess with.

After the outsiders left, Ye Guyi came to the bedside and tore open Wu Xuan's clothes on his chest. Four scratches came into view. "Huh! The wound has actually improved a little?" Ye Guyi was shocked. She really didn't expect Wu Xuan's recovery ability to be so strong.

Of course, all this was thanks to the Soul-Breaking Spear, which had evolved into a divine-level martial spirit. The Life Gold embedded on the other side of the spear blade burst forth with immense vitality, helping him heal himself.

Wu Xuan felt a chill in his mouth while he was dazed, and then large gulps of ice-cold water were roughly poured into his mouth. Since the person who poured the water into his mouth was not very skilled, a lot of water was poured into Wu Xuan's nostrils.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Wu Xuan's pupils suddenly opened, and he hurriedly lowered his head and coughed violently. After a while, he raised his head with a flushed face and looked at Ye Guyi who was holding a bowl of water beside him with a somewhat bewildered expression. "You are murdering me!"

"Drink it or not!" A hint of embarrassment flashed across Ye Guyi's pretty face. This was her first time taking care of someone, and it seemed very good to have such results.

Wu Xuan leaned back, looking as if he would vomit blood at any moment.

"Wu Xuan, are you okay? How do you feel now?" Ye Guyi stepped forward in time to support Wu Xuan.

"Of course it hurts, it hurts a lot, my whole body hurts." Wu Xuan looked up at the sky. At this time, the soul power in his body had basically recovered, but it was difficult to circulate, especially in his chest. No less than five ribs were broken, and he felt a constant stabbing pain.

"Then bear with it, I will bandage your wound!" Ye Guyi took out some clean cloth and cotton from the storage soul guide, poured some light green liquid from a jade bottle, and then slowly wiped the blood near Wu Xuan's wound.

After carefully cleaning the wound, Ye Guyi poured more white powder from a jade bottle again. Stimulated by the powder, Wu Xuan's body tensed up and he couldn't help but gasp.

"Does it really hurt so much? This is the healing medicine you gave me before!" Ye Guyi looked at Wu Xuan suspiciously.

"Uh, actually, it's okay. It doesn't hurt that much!" Wu Xuan chuckled. The two bottles of healing potion were made from thousand-year-old herbs Wu Xuan seized from the Xishui League. For the Poyi Clan, refining medicine was a piece of cake. At the time, Wu Xuan didn't think too much about it. He only sought one thing: quick and effective results. He didn't even consider whether it would cause any irritation or pain. He never imagined that it would end up being used on himself.

"That's good!" Ye Guyi smiled slightly and sprinkled the powder evenly on the wound, then took out some cotton cloth for stopping bleeding and wrapped the wound.

"Okay, the wound has been treated. The remaining internal injuries can only be treated slowly." Clapping his hands, Ye Guyi took a step back and said with a smile.

"Thank you." The initial stinging pain from the healing medicine had passed, replaced by a cool, refreshing feeling. Wu Xuan drifted off to sleep.

……

"Hey, get up and eat."

A crisp laugh woke Wu Xuan from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes and looked at the fragrant six dishes and a soup in front of him. Wu Xuan was slightly stunned and looked up at Ye Guyi, whose beautiful eyes were staring at him. "You can actually cook?"

"What? Surprised? Angels are human too, so it's normal for them to cook!" Ye Guyi's lips curled slightly, clearly enjoying Wu Xuan's surprise. Taking the plain rice and a piece of glossy beef from Ye Guyi, Wu Xuan devoured them ravenously. It had to be said that Ye Guyi's cooking skills were decent; not particularly delicious, but at least edible.

"I know my cooking is delicious, but you don't have to eat so quickly!" Ye Guyi opened his mouth in shock as he watched Wu Xuan finish a bowl of rice in less than a minute.

"Oh! I'm used to it. When I was training in the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy, meal times were always so rushed!" Wu Xuan sighed as he looked at Ye Guyi who was serving him food.

"What kind of academy is Shrek Inner Court?" Ye Guyi couldn't help but become curious.

"That is a holy place for cultivation where the top talents from all over the continent gather. The students in the inner courtyard are the geniuses among geniuses! There are simulated training environments that adapt to various martial spirits, various medicinal baths for strengthening the body and elixirs to assist in training. Even the worst food is ordinary thousand-year-old soul beast meat. Of course, geniuses like me are rare in Shrek Academy." Wu Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ye Guyi rolled her eyes at this and handed the rice to Wu Xuan. Although this guy was narcissistic, his talent was truly incredible. She was now truly curious about the academy that could cultivate a genius like Wu Xuan.

"Ms. Ye, if you have time, you can come and visit our Shrek Academy. I will lead the way, and you can enter the inner courtyard freely." Wu Xuan raised the chopsticks in his hand and said.

"Eat your meal! We can talk about the rest after you recover from your injury."

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Under the Demonic Forest, the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Church.

Except for Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao and Death Douluo Ye Xishui, almost all the Titled Douluos of the Holy Spirit Cult's high-level leaders were present.

The evil aura in the air was almost condensed into substance, and faint cries of pain echoed in the air, adding a touch of weirdness to the place.

"Master, I wonder why you called us here?" The great elder Li Jiang looked at the furious Master Zhongli Wu sitting on the main seat and Nangong Wan kneeling below and took the lead in bringing up the topic.

The strong men of the Holy Spirit Religion are divided into two lines: elders. The elders, without exception, are all evil soul masters. They were trained by Zhong Liwu himself and belong to the most loyal direct lineage of the Holy Spirit Religion.

The worshippers are a mixed bunch, not all of them are evil soul masters. Many of them are powerful outsiders invited by the Holy Spirit Church to join. Compared with the elders, the worshippers are stronger and have fewer restrictions. They are generally not in the Holy Spirit Church and will only come when the leader Zhongli Wu calls them.

Zhongli Wu glanced at the powerful men and said coldly, "Nangong Wan, you speak for yourself!"

Nangong Wan broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this, and tremblingly said, "My fellow priests and colleagues, the fourth elder's soul tablet has been shattered, and he has been confirmed dead."

"Ah this..."

"Old Four is actually dead..."

"With the fourth brother's strength and means, who can stop him without the intervention of a Super Douluo?" An Evil Douluo from the elders' faction stood up and said in disbelief.

"Because there is a traitor in the Holy Church!" Nangong Wan roared with gritted teeth.

(End of this chapter)