After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Her whole body ached as if it was about to fall apart. Almost every time she took a breath, sharp pain came from her limbs. She could only try her best to slow down her breathing to relieve the pain.

However, she could understand that he had injuries on his body, but what confused her was his right hand that was wrapped into a ball.

Compared to the pain in other parts of her body, her right hand was much better and not too painful, but a cold and gloomy air kept hovering around her wound, trying every means to drill in. If she hadn't been born with a natural root of thunder spirit, and thunder spirit power had the effect of exorcising evil spirits, that cold and gloomy air would have drilled into the wound and went straight into her meridians.

But the problem is - she doesn't remember having injured her right hand.

She didn't use any magic weapon, so she could only use spiritual techniques. The most taboo thing when making seals is to injure the hands. She has been deliberately avoiding it, so there should be no possibility of accidents.

So, where does the injury come from?

She tried hard to recall what happened on the arena.

She just remembered that the black stone was preparing to gather its greatest strength to kill her. As a last resort, she could only use her own thunder spiritual power and higher-level spiritual techniques to fight it to the end.

But at this moment, the master also exerted force to break through the barrier. The three forces collided with each other. Her cultivation was low and she could not withstand it. She lost consciousness directly. When she woke up again, she was on the small bed in Danfeng.

There was nothing else during that time, so how did her hand get injured? Moreover, there was such a cold and gloomy aura attached to it, which would not be dispelled for a while.

This is so strange...

Just as I was thinking about it, the door of the cabin was gently pushed open. The person who came in moved very quietly, obviously afraid of waking up the sleeping person inside. But when I looked up, I met a pair of eyes as black as ink.

After a moment of hesitation, the man strode over with a tray.

"Junior sister, you finally woke up!" The voice of the third senior sister Luo Qing'an came from far away. She walked hurriedly and her voice was hoarse. It was obvious that she had been crying.

Jiang Liqian didn't need to look in the mirror to know that she must look miserable now. In fact, she was just holding on when she was on the martial arts arena. She was enveloped by such a terrifying force. If she didn't have the memory of her previous life, as a sword cultivator, her tempered body could instinctively sense danger and she could avoid the opponent's attacks time and time again. I'm afraid she would have been dead as early as the first blow.

It's pure luck that she's still alive now.

As for the severity of her injuries, they were still within her tolerable range. However, being seen by her precious Third Senior Sister, who had raised her from childhood, must have been a significant shock to her.

She couldn't accept it for the time being, and she understood.

Unable to move her right hand, she could only raise her left hand with great effort to wipe the tears still hanging on her face, forcing a smile: "Third Senior Sister, don't be sad, I'm... I'm not dead yet? I'm alive and well..."

"Do you know how serious your injury is? If Master hadn't given you the life-saving Qianhui Pill in time, you would have died..." Her voice fell silent, and mist filled her beautiful eyes again.

She was just sad. She saw her junior sister being carried to Danfeng, covered in blood. Her body was covered with horrific wounds of all sizes. Blood with black air kept dripping from her body. No matter how the elders in charge of Danfeng stuffed pills into her or tried their best to help her force out the black air, her bleeding would not stop.

Her body was so small, but she bled so much that the entire couch was soaked with her blood.

Although she had studied alchemy and medicine for many years, she could only stand blankly in front of her junior sister's bed, unable to do anything.

For a moment, she even felt that a long time ago, her junior sister was also covered in wounds, lying in a pool of blood, her life was as fragile as paper, and she was powerless to do anything.

She is afraid.

For some unknown reason, she was afraid that her junior sister would die.

This obviously shouldn't happen. As a doctor, the most important thing is to have an unshakable heart. Even in the most tragic situation, she cannot abandon her composure.

But why, why did she feel so scared that her hands were shaking for a moment?

If her master hadn't pulled Danfeng Peak Master from the alchemy room in time... she wouldn't even dare to think about it!

Jiang Liqian didn't expect that after her comfort, the third senior sister became even more sad. She was confused and could only comfort her again, saying that she was really fine, that she was awake now, and that she would be able to jump around again soon if she could regulate her breathing.

In her past life, as long as she said she was fine, the people around her would leave one by one without worry, leaving her to meditate and regulate her breathing. Sword cultivators are physically strong, and most of the time she can heal on her own.

She thought it was all like this.

But this time, Third Senior Sister was not comforted by her words. Instead, her tears flowed even more loudly, and she couldn't be comforted at all.

Obviously, Third Senior Sister is not usually like this...

"Third Senior Sister, I'm really fine now, really!" Jiang Liqian almost swore to the sky.

Oh my God, Shen Qingqing wasn't this hard to coax even when she was pretending in front of her.

But when she thought that Third Senior Sister was crying like this because of her, she felt warm and helpless.

Just as she was thinking of ways to comfort her third senior sister, the door moved and someone else walked in.

"Hey, you're awake? It's quite lively."

Jiang Xun strode in, holding a bunch of bottles and jars in his hands. Seeing Jiang Liqian who had woken up and Luo Qingan with red eyes, he raised his eyebrows and smiled.

When Luo Qing'an saw that the person coming was the master of Danfeng, he quickly wiped away his tears and turned around to salute him.

Jiang Xun waved his hand, walked to the bedside and checked Jiang Liqian's injuries.

"Well, the recovery is good. After taking so many miraculous medicines, the effect is indeed remarkable."

As he spoke, he handed the seven or eight jade bottles in his arms to Luo Qing'an: "Give her all of these to eat later. You can take her back to Zhenfeng tomorrow. She will be fine after two or three days of rest."

Luo Qingan was worried: "Uncle, my little sister is so badly injured. Can she recuperate at Danfeng for a few more days? She is weak and young. She just went through a tough battle. I am afraid she won't be able to handle the journey back and forth between the two peaks."

Jiang Xun laughed. Danfeng and Zhenfeng were not far away from each other. Even if he didn't use the teleportation array, he could get there in a short while by flying magic tool. How could he hurt the little girl?

However, they were close friends from the same sect at Zhenfeng. Even though they clearly didn't need so many pills, they still gave them to the little girl without blinking an eye. They didn't feel sorry at all for spending the spirit stones. He couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"Well, since you insist, I'll stay for three more days. When I'm better, you can take me away."

Luo Qingan was extremely grateful and immediately bowed to Jiang Xun to express his gratitude.

"Take good care of it. I'm leaving."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, but someone called him from behind.