Free Web NovelAfter experiencing severe Spirit Mark loss of control symptoms, Shen Baiwei quickly fainted under the escalating night erosion within her body.
Lord Huaiyuan, as the ceiling of Body Technique and physical strength among the Night Watch Guardians, and also the sewer for other skills like Spell, almost never performed any effective healing Spell.
Standing by the bed, looking at the unconscious Shen Baiwei, she irritably rubbed her hair, then released a few standard healing Spells with single-digit numbers, looking quite professional. After she was done, she put her hands on her hips and nodded with a proud expression.
Regardless of whether it was useful or not, at least she tried. What happens next depends on whether the patient's own will is strong enough.
Nanling Yaohua stood outside the door, and through the half-open crack, she saw this scene in the room, her mouth twitching uncontrollably.
Someone's main artery was severed, and blood was gushing out. What good would a band-aid do?
Was she trying to make the person's blood pressure skyrocket, increase the bleeding, and die faster?
Nanling Yaohua shook her head, pushed the door open, and walked to the bedside.
"Senior, let me do it?"
Hearing this, Lord Huaiyuan turned {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} around, saw Nanling Yaohua, was stunned for a moment, then scratched the back of her head, a polite but embarrassed smile appearing on her face.
"Actually, I'm not... uh, you know, right?"
She opened her mouth, stammering, trying to regain her dignity as a senior.
Nanling Yaohua is Nanling Qifeng's granddaughter, and Nanling Qifeng can be considered an unofficial Guardian of the Night Watch from a certain perspective. So, just like when facing Lu Qingyi, she also wanted to maintain her image in front of Nanling Yaohua.
"I know, Senior, you've done very well." Before Lord Huaiyuan could organize her thoughts into a complete sentence, Nanling Yaohua nodded and said, "If you hadn't helped her with her injuries in advance, I'm afraid I would have had a lot more trouble!"
The implication was that most of the credit belonged to her!
Lord Huaiyuan was very pleased to hear this.
Isn't that right? I'm so awesome!
After appeasing Lord Huaiyuan, Nanling Yaohua walked to the bedside, silently chanted a spell, and cast a healing Spell.
Although most currently known Spells do not have a good effect on the symptoms of Spirit Mark loss of control, otherwise, so many Psychic would not fall and corrupt into urban legend every year.
However, healing the internal injuries caused by Shen Baiwei's Spirit Mark loss of control also helps Shen Baiwei's condition stabilize faster.
From a certain perspective, Nanling Yaohua had done her best, but next, it still depended on whether the patient's own will was firm enough.
This is still different from Lord Huaiyuan.
The difference is that the former puts a band-aid on someone and then leaves them alone to heal themselves.
One is to heal all of a person's injuries, but the patient's injuries are too severe, becoming a vegetative state. Whether they can wake up in the end depends on whether a miracle happens.
Speaking of which, isn't this Shen Baiwei a member of the Miracle Order?
It's normal for a miracle to happen to her, right?
Nanling Yaohua thought, her gaze sweeping across Shen Baiwei's bloodless face, then she withdrew her gaze, pulled the bed curtain, stepped aside, and looked at Lord Huaiyuan, saying, "Senior, when I came earlier, outside the door, I seemed to hear her mention Disaster?"
After confirming Lu Yibei's identity through the floral scent wafting from the God Kingdom Prototype, and then connecting what she knew, it was easy to deduce that Lu Yibei was Disaster.
She didn't actually care about Shen Baiwei's life or death; what she cared about was why Shen Baiwei suddenly mentioned Lu Yibei.
Did Lu Yibei do something to her?
If Senior Lord Huaiyuan also learned that Xiao Bei was Disaster through this person, would she do something drastic?
Damn it! Why would I want to clean up a mess for someone who always lies to me? Nanling Yaohua thought with a hint of resentment.
Upon Nanling Yaohua's reminder, Lord Huaiyuan slapped her head and said, "Ah! Yes, yes, she did say that. I was still curious just now why she shouted 'Disaster' before she fainted!"
"Why are you asking this? Do you know something?"
Lord Huaiyuan was indeed somewhat concerned about why Shen Baiwei mentioned Disaster when she fainted, but it was just curiosity and she didn't attach much importance to it. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Although she had seen the name Disaster on the Night Watch's red wanted list long ago.
But before she was accidentally trapped in Yumen Pass, Disaster was just a King of Weird Tales who had just completed the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons and occupied a city. Even what happened in Dream Come True Entertainment City was not yet linked to Disaster because the investigation results had not yet come out.
Lord Huaiyuan could remember the name Disaster because Disaster had a good relationship with the one in Taoyuan and was active in the Tang City incident.
For such an unremarkable urban legend, whose threat level was at the bottom of the red wanted list, there was no need for the Guardians to intervene. Usually, even if a targeted hunt was to be carried out, only a few A-Level agents would be enough.
In Lord Huaiyuan's perception, sending a Guardian to deal with a King of Weird Tales like Disaster was like driving a Gundam to beat up a small gang leader on the street, completely unnecessary.
Of course, even if she saw Disaster's current information, without knowing the various hidden origins behind Disaster, she probably wouldn't feel that Disaster posed any threat.
In her eyes, urban legend usually fell into two categories: those that could kill her, and those that she could kill. Disaster was clearly the latter.
"Because..." Nanling Yaohua pondered for a moment, then looked at Shen Baiwei on the bed and said, "Because we encountered a Disaster attack on our way back. Presumably, this guy was injured at that time."
After speaking, she sighed in her heart.
She actually hated lying about such things, but in order not to let Lord Huaiyuan connect Disaster with Lu Qingyi, she still said so.
Perhaps it was because she had spent too much time with Lu Yibei recently, and was somewhat assimilated? Nanling Yaohua thought.
"Is that so?" Lord Huaiyuan pinched her chin, nodding thoughtfully, "That explains it..."
According to the information she heard from Lu Qingyi, there were quite a few illegal Spiritual Energy organizations that took advantage of the Miracle Order opening the Yumen Pass gate to sneak into Yumen Pass and try to gain benefits during the chaos. It was quite normal for Disaster to be among them.
"I knew it! Lu Qingyi doesn't seem like the type to abuse suspects. The disciples of Da Chunyang Palace are supposed to have pretty good character."
Saying that, she grinned and patted Nanling Yaohua's shoulder, "Hehe, don't worry, if Disaster dares to chase after us, I'll take care of her."
"What's more, the legendary Shaman King has now been released by those Half-Guitan and is currently slaughtering outside. No one who has encountered him head-on has survived. Maybe Disaster will attack you and then run into the Shaman King and become nourishment for the Shaman King to recover his Spiritual Energy."
"Senior, did you just say the Shaman King was released?" Nanling Yaohua frowned.
"Yes!" Lord Huaiyuan nodded earnestly, "Didn't you hear the screams coming from outside since early this morning? Oh, right, I forgot, Lu Qingyi said you were seriously injured and unconscious before."
"Anyway, there's a big guy in black armor killing people outside now. Don't run around if you have nothing to do. If you run too far, I won't be able to protect you."
Upon hearing this, Nanling Yaohua's eyes flickered slightly.
Before, she didn't know the origin of the terrifying urban legend she encountered, but now, after hearing Lord Huaiyuan's words, her heart was suddenly filled with doubts.
If that was truly the legendary Shaman King, why would he spare her, the head of the Yumen Sand Sea lineage?
Although she fell into a state of complete suppression in a very short time when she fought with that terrifying urban legend, she still had enough time for the other party to capture some characteristics of her sword technique.
With the combat skill level of that urban legend, it should not be difficult to see the connection between the sword technique she used and Nangling Commander.
Performing a sword technique derived from Nangling Commander in front of the Shaman King is like a police officer undercover in a gang revealing his badge and shouting "Sorry, I'm a cop" in front of the gang leader.
Isn't that asking for death?
It would be good if she wasn't cemented and thrown into the sea.
Thinking of this, Nanling Yaohua suddenly asked, "Senior, what do you think would be the reason if someone could escape alive from the Shaman King?"
"Hmm..." Lord Huaiyuan thought for a moment and said, "I think it's either because they're very strong, or they made some unspeakable dirty deal with the Shaman King, right? Why are you asking this?"
"..." After repeatedly wanting to speak but stopping herself, Nanling Yaohua nodded and said, "Nothing, I'm just a little curious."
After a brief hesitation, she chose not to tell Lord Huaiyuan about her injury for now.
After a pause, she changed the subject, "By the way, Senior, where is Miss Qingyi? She saved me earlier, and I haven't had a chance to thank her properly!"
"Her!" Lord Huaiyuan tilted her head towards Lu Yibei's resting room, raised her hand and pointed, "She said she was a bit tired and went to that room to rest."
"Thank you for telling me, Senior." Nanling Yaohua thanked Lord Huaiyuan, bowed slightly, then went out and turned left, walking towards Lu Yibei's room.
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"Creak!"
Pushing open the ancient carved wooden door and entering the room, Nanling Yaohua looked around and quickly found Lu Yibei lying on the bed.
Passing through the reception area, going around the screen, and coming to the bedside to examine carefully, after seeing Lu Yibei's face clearly, she suddenly froze.
Lu Yibei was lying stiffly on the bed, her face pale and bluish. Except for a faint breath, she was no different from a corpse.
Looking at Lu Yibei's appearance, Nanling Yaohua's expression gradually became serious.
She originally thought that Shen Baiwei suddenly shouted "Disaster" before fainting because Lu Yibei did something to Shen Baiwei, which led to Shen Baiwei's Spirit Mark loss of control.
But now, Lu Yibei's condition seemed no better than Shen Baiwei's next door.
It was almost as if they were going to die together.
If this continued, they would both die violently sooner or later.
"..." In silence, Nanling Yaohua reached out and held Lu Yibei's wrist, just about to feel her pulse, when a strong stinging pain suddenly came from her fingertips.
Looking down, she saw chaotic black lines, like wild electric arcs, streaking across her fingers, leaving hideous scars.
The next moment, her vision blurred, and some incredible images flashed through her mind...
