Chapter Eleven: Artificial Respiration
Xiao Tian flew to Ye Anping’s side, looking at the charred corpse on the ground. It could sense from the aura that this was the demonic cultivator who had attacked it and Feng Yu Die.
Afterward, it glanced at Pei Lianxue, who was meditating, and Ye Anping, who was still licking his bag.
Two Qi Refining Stage cultivators, a mid-to-large demonic cultivator of Nascent Soul stage…
The two Qi Refining stage cultivators were unharmed, while this mid-to-large demonic cultivator had been reduced to a charred corpse.
Was this even possible?!
Could it be that the cultivator who had set up the formation earlier had already left, and they two had just happened to pass by?
Xiao Tian would rather believe that than believe these two people could kill that demonic cultivator from the Gu Sect. Not to mention the difference in cultivation, their aptitude was completely inferior to Feng Yu Die’s. They were also from the third-rate Hundred Lotus Sect, without any powerful cultivation methods or magical artifacts. How could they have killed that demonic cultivator?!
No! Now was not the time to doubt this matter; its Yu Die was still waiting to be rescued!
Without thinking, it ran to Pei Lianxue’s side and tugged at her ear.
“Girl! Girl!!”
However, Pei Lianxue, who had been meditating, only felt a gust of eerie wind pass by her ear, shuddered, and looked around in confusion.
She only felt a gust of wind on her face, but it felt very eerie, sending chills down her spine.
“Senior Brother, I feel something is wrong.”
Ye Anping glanced at the small creature desperately tugging at his junior sister’s ear and felt a mix of emotions.
Was this little creature not very intelligent?
“What’s wrong?” Ye Anping replied, feigning ignorance.
“I just feel something’s wrong, it feels so eerie.” Pei Lianxue furrowed her brows, gripped her sword tightly, and became alert of her surroundings. “Senior Brother, do you think this demonic cultivator might not be dead yet?”
“Dead as a doornail.”
“But I somehow feel… like something is beside me…”
Xiao Tian nodded frantically, shouting anxiously: “Yes! I’m beside you! Realize it quickly!! Heavens, please, just let her see me for a moment!! Even for just a moment!!”
“Everything’s fine, don’t worry.” Hearing the little creature’s desperate cries, Ye Anping’s expression remained calm. He completely ignored it. “Let’s go back to town. It’s almost time to return to the Hundred Lotus Sect. My father is probably about to explode by now.”
Hearing this, Pei Lianxue suddenly remembered and flinched.
“Right, we snuck out. The Sect Master and the others must be worried sick. We’ll definitely be scolded when we get back.”
“Don’t worry.” Ye Anping shrugged and took out Wu You’s token. “Show him this demonic cultivator’s token when you get back, and he’ll not only not scold you, he might even reward you.”
“Right before we came out, your mother scolded me.”
“What?”
“This time, your mother will definitely beat me up.”
“My mother just spoils me a little too much. I’ll take the blame for you then. Alright, let’s go back.”
“Okay.”
Ye Anping nodded, then stretched his shoulders. With a small earth-elemental spell, he sent Wu You’s corpse back to nature and walked towards the town.
Pei Lianxue watched for a moment, then took his hand.
“Hmm? What’s wrong?”
“Um…” Pei Lianxue shyly lowered her head. “Let’s walk holding hands, okay?”
“Don’t go!! Don’t go!!”
Ye Anping looked at her with a helpless smile.
“You were just complaining that I treat you like a child, and now you’re fourteen and still want your Senior Brother to hold your hand?”
Pei Lianxue puffed out her cheeks.
“Hold it.”
“Don’t go!!” Xiao Tian went to tug Ye Anping’s hair this time.
Ye Anping completely ignored it and replied, “Then I’ll hold it. Just like when we were little and always ran around the sect holding hands.”
“Yes, hehe…”
The two walked leisurely towards the town, step by step, while Xiao Tian continued to shout behind them, trying to make them notice its presence with its voice.
“Save Yu Die!! Why!! Why can’t you all see me!”
“Wuwuwu— I finally met someone who could talk to me… sniff— sniff— From now on…”
Hearing the little creature crying until its voice was hoarse, Ye Anping closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh, then stopped.
“Hmm?” Pei Lianxue turned her head and asked, “Senior Brother, what is it?”
“Didn’t a Golden Dragon appear just now?”
“Yes, what’s wrong?”
“Let’s go take a look. We might find some good fortune.”
“……Okay.”
Upon hearing Ye Anping’s words, Xiao Tian’s tear-swollen eyes suddenly lit up. It looked up at him, and their gazes met.
When it saw him at the inn earlier, it felt like he had looked at it a few times. It had thought it was a coincidence, but now…
“You! Can you see me?!”
“…Junior Sister, where’s your Flying Sword?”
“I’m tired, Senior Brother, carry me up flying.”
“Hey, kid!! Can you see me?”
Ye Anping still ignored it, sighing softly, “You’re already so old, I really can’t do anything with you.”
“I’m tired, carry me.”
Ye Anping shook his head, then put his arm around Pei Lianxue’s waist, pulled her onto his Flying Sword, and flew towards the bamboo forest where Feng Yu Die was.
It wasn’t far, so the Flying Sword landed almost as soon as it took off.
Although Ye Anping had expected Feng Yu Die’s tragic state, he still couldn’t help but frown deeply when he saw her now.
Her complexion was the same as a corpse’s, her eye sockets were sunken, her skin had turned black, and there were dried dark red bloodstains around her mouth and on her chest.
Ye Anping quickly scanned her with his Spiritual Sense, only to see that Feng Yu Die’s heartbeat had stopped.
“What?”
He quickly jumped off his Flying Sword and rushed to Feng Yu Die’s side, squatting down to feel her pulse with his finger.
His Spiritual Sense hadn’t been mistaken. Although Feng Yu Die’s aura and soul were still present, her heartbeat had stopped, which was why her eyes and complexion were like this.
If it were a few more minutes, her soul would completely dissipate.
Ye Anping looked around, but found no one coming to save her, and his brow furrowed.
Had the plot changed?
Was it because he killed Wu You? Or had his and Pei Lianxue’s cultivation caused a butterfly effect that overturned the plot he knew?
“Senior Brother, this girl isn’t the one we met at the inn earlier…”
“Mm.” Ye Anping nodded. “Bring the Blood Coagulation Pill.”
Pei Lianxue quickly took out a pill from her Storage Bag, but looking at Feng Yu Die lying on the ground, she was puzzled and asked, “Senior Brother, she can’t take it like this.”
“I need to chew it into paste with my saliva, then spit it into her mouth, and then perform CPR.”
Ye Anping replied. He immediately put the Blood Coagulation Pill into his mouth and chewed it, then pinched Feng Yu Die’s lips and buried his head.
Seeing his action, Pei Lianxue took a deep breath, rushed forward, and grabbed him.
“Senior Brother!!”
“What is it?”
“I… I’ll do it.”
Ye Anping blinked blankly, nodded slightly, and moved aside, reminding her, “2 breaths, 30 compressions. Just like I taught you back then, but don’t use the same force. When I taught you, I used a spirit pig. If you press like that, you’ll break her ribs. Press lighter.”
Pei Lianxue looked at Feng Yu Die, took a deep breath, took out another Blood Coagulation Pill, chewed it, then squatted down and pried open Feng Yu Die’s mouth.
“Pfft—”
Ye Anping: ?
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