Chapter 124: Going Out and Hidden Dangers

Yuyang.

The candlelight flickered, making the shadows of people passing by appear particularly long.

The sky seemed particularly dark, but the governor's mansion had already been lit up by fire. Several maids were carrying blood and water, going in and out of the back hall in groups.

"Ouch..."

Shangguan Yunque paced back and forth with his fingers pinched together, his face showing anxiety. Every time he saw blood being poured out, his eyes would twitch, and then he would approach and ask, "Is Xiao Lang awake?"

"Reporting to the lord, Alang is still in a coma. The girl inside said that Alang's internal organs and meridians were injured and need to be repaired..."

"Ouch." Shangguan Yunque sighed again.

He didn't expect that he was only away for a short while, and when he led people back to look for Xiao Yan, the latter was almost covered in blood. Although he didn't see any wounds, the dirty blood had already formed scabs, sticking to the armor and couldn't be buttoned off. The entire part of the chain mail that protected the chest and abdomen was beaten to pieces, and he didn't know how he had received such a heavy attack.

The most important thing is that Xiao Yan fell into a state of madness again. Most of his internal strength was depleted. He was only attacking and not defending. Although his external injuries were constantly repairing, according to the woman, some of his internal organs were damaged after all.

Seeing him walking back and forth, the little girl dangling her short legs over the stool rubbed her forehead and said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you turning around? It makes my head hurt."

"Hey, little ancestor. This is a matter of life and death..." Shangguan Yunque paused, pointed at the crowd outside, and lowered his voice and said, "The lives of tens of thousands of people in the city are in the hands of my Xiao Lang. What do you think we should do if something happens to him?"

"Oh, so serious?"

The elder sister was shocked and jumped down from the stool, comforting her: "Don't panic, I'm the best at saving people, leave it to me."

"You too?"

Shangguan Yunque was surprised and looked the little brat up and down. He had learned from the bad people below that the pink-haired woman was the rumored corpse-defeated ghost doctor. While being surprised at Xiao Yan's connections, no one knew who this little girl was.

But he guessed from the relationship between the surrendered minister and Xiao Yan that this little girl must have some unknown connection with the two of them.

Maybe she is their daughter...

Although Xiao Yan's information showed that he was only eighteen years old...

Shangguan Yunque was very cautious and treated what his elder sister said very seriously, and immediately prepared a medical kit and other things for her. But his elder sister just looked around, as if she was looking for something.

"Little ancestor, what are you looking for?"

"What about the treasure bag?"

The elder sister searched everywhere in the back hall, not even leaving out any corners. As she searched, she carefully explained, "There are many herbs in my treasure bag. Chew them, chop them, and stick them on the boy. I guarantee that the disease will be cured, and he will live a long life and have a son soon."

Shangguan Yunque was very serious at first in searching for her, and was even ready to call the bad guys he had hired during the day to ask them, but after hearing what happened next, he was stunned.

Give birth to a baby early?

This little girl is so young, but her brain is already not working well?

Shangguan Yunque wiped his forehead in shame and said with a dry cough: "Then let's find it first, then save people..."

"Alang is awake!"

A maid ran out happily. Most of the servants in the mansion were homeless refugees. They were quite grateful to Xiao Yan, but were also afraid that this great benefactor would never wake up in his sleep.

"Xiao Lang is awake!" Shangguan Yunque was overjoyed and hurried forward: "Xiao Lang has been unconscious for a whole day. He must have many important things to tell me. Please get out of the way and let me in..."

"Sir, please wait a moment. The girl inside said, please let this little girl in first."

Shangguan Yunque was stopped outside the door and could only stare blankly at his elder sister as she walked into the room with a serious expression on her face.

"It seems that I have to show my skills..."

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The situation in the room was not as serious as it looked from the outside. Besides the smell of blood, there was also a faint scent of tea in the air.

The whole room seemed very large, with a screen in the middle. The maids were waiting outside the screen and could not see anything going on inside.

When the elder sister walked into the room with a solemn look on her face, all the maids had been driven out.

The surrendered minister picked up a chair and sat cross-legged on the edge of the couch, holding an old medical book in one hand and a teacup in the other, looking very leisurely.

There were two figures on the couch.

Apart from Xiao Yan, Yelu Zhiwu, who exuded a tranquil aura, was also lying beside him in a coma.

A thin tube of unknown material was placed in a basin filled with clean water.

"Hey, the boy isn't awake yet?"

Sister was shocked again.

"Shhh."

The surrendered minister threw the medical book and teacup onto a small table in the distance. He then stretched and said lazily, "Where's Ying Gou?"

"She's not here." Sister seemed a little unconvinced, crossed her chest and raised her chin and said, "Sister can help too!"

The surrendered minister did not give her face and said rudely: "Let her come out, I have something to say to her."

"Woo..."

The elder sister began to pretend to rub her eyes and said pitifully: "Good sister, the most beautiful sister, please keep it. I am afraid of the dark and dare not go back."

As expected, the surrendered minister smiled and nodded.

"Then don't call her."

"Wuhu~"

The elder sister rushed to the edge of the bed, ready to poke Yelu Zhiwu's face, "What do you want to do, little girl?"

"Don't worry about her for now." Jiang Chen reached out his white hand, took out a scimitar from a pile of instruments, and then gently grabbed the sister's hand.

The latter tilted his head: "Huh?"

The next moment, the scalpel gently scratched her wrist.

Blood dripped down and slowly soaked into the cut wound on Xiao Yan's wrist.

The elder sister's eyes turned red from the pain, but she was more curious about the scene before her. She watched her blood flow into Xiao Yan's body without blinking.

After a moment, Jiang Chen wiped her wrist with his white hand, and the bleeding wound stopped instantly.

"Go play nearby."

She let go of her elder sister's little arm, and brushed her fingertips across Xiao Yan's wrist. A red light followed the veins up and penetrated the whole body in an instant.

But the elder sister refused to leave. She stared with her eyes wide open and asked incredulously, "Is he dead?!"

The minister glanced at her.

"Give him a blood transfusion."

The elder sister was startled and immediately stepped back, holding her hands over her chest, and asked cautiously, "Whose?"

The former smiled and ignored her.

The elder sister was horrified and immediately shrank into a corner, with a tearful look on her face. But even in this state, she still did not dare to refute the surrendered minister, and could only draw circles at her feet with her hands, as if she was writing a suicide note.

After a moment, Xiao Yan on the couch let out a soft moan and then slowly woke up.

He coughed softly, and then noticed Yelu Zhiwu beside him, his face looked a little strange: "Corpse Ancestor, what do you mean..."

The minister raised his peach blossom eyes, "Don't you like the beauty in your arms?"

Xiao Yan shook his head, propped himself up and sat up. He first looked curiously at his distraught sister in the corner, then stared suspiciously into Jiang Chen's eyes and said, "My injury shouldn't be this serious."

"Ha..." Jiang Chen turned his hands behind his back, not looking at him, and sneered, "Mr. Xiao, do you suspect that this girl has done something to you?"

"Of course not."

Xiao Yan frowned and said thoughtfully: "No matter what, we have to thank Corpse Ancestor for taking action in time."

"Thank me? Too early."

The surrendered minister picked up the teacup and said happily, "Mr. Xiao, I have said that without me, you will be finished sooner or later. Has it come true now?"

"What do you mean?" "Do you really think I arrived yesterday? Humph, I have been in Yan since you entered Yan. Young man, are you curious about why you came to find me?"

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Is it because I didn't give you the top spot in the Rouge Evaluation?"

The surrendered minister had originally looked as if he had everything under control, but at this moment he suddenly froze.

But she immediately brushed her skirt, turned around calmly, and said nonchalantly: "It's just a minor ranking. How can a young man like you, who is only over ten years old, have such vision?"

"But judging from the feedback from the people in the martial arts world, my review of Rouge is quite fair."

"Huh? What can some lowly, mundane mortals understand!"

"That's right, but vulgar things will eventually be judged by vulgar people." Xiao Yan closed his eyes and said to himself: "Besides, the reputation of Corpse Ancestor is far inferior to that of the Empress of Huanyinfang..."

But before he could finish his words, his collar was suddenly grabbed.

The surrendered minister's extremely beautiful face came very close, and his pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Mr. Xiao, what do you mean?"

In the corner, the elder sister covered her face with her hands, but her eyes showed through her fingers, staring at the scene of two people, the woman on top and the man on the bottom, without blinking.

Xiao Yan looked particularly innocent and raised his hands to avoid touching anything he shouldn't.

"The Corpse Ancestor has been in seclusion for a long time, and his reputation is indeed not as popular as that of the Empress."

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, his nails painted with nail polish almost approaching his throat: "Those vulgar people are fine, you have clearly seen them all, am I not more beautiful than her?"

"Corpse Ancestor, it is beautiful. But..." Xiao Yan stopped talking in time, but his eyes fell and glanced at the slender jade hand that was grasping his collar.

The former raised his eyebrows, puzzled at first, then realized, and subconsciously let go of his hand, feeling guilty: "You know everything?"

Xiao Yan nodded slowly.

"So what!" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Can her hands compare to Yang Yuhuan's? You haven't touched her!"

Mr. Xiao did not refute and closed his eyes.

But his jaw was pinched by the surrendered official, forcing him to open his eyes.

"Mr. Xiao, listen to me. Of all the women in this world, I am the only one who deserves your admiration!"

The surrendered minister's breath was as fragrant as orchid, and his peach blossom eyes exuded infinite charm, "Only I know what you want. And I can also help you achieve it, even if it is immortality..."

Xiao Yan smiled and interrupted, "Why is Corpse Ancestor so devoted to me?"

"It's very simple. I have my own purpose." The surrendered minister said as a matter of course: "Besides, the leader needs to be me! I am eternally young and beautiful, how can I be suppressed by these mortal women!?"

"Let's not talk about this for now. Corpse Ancestor might as well continue the original topic. Why do you say that Xiao is finished?"

"You'd better remember this well."

Jiang Chen clapped his hands and said with his hands behind his back: "You have been practicing the Nine Nether Mysterious Heaven Divine Art forcibly for a while. Although you don't have my help, it's okay. You can proceed step by step. But you regard possession of the devil as a means of cultivation. How can your body withstand the possession of the devil again and again?"

"What will be the consequences?"

"You are overdrawing your lifespan. Although being possessed by a demon can increase your internal strength exponentially in a short period of time, is it really that easy to use?"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly and said, "Moreover, you have deviated from the direction of cultivation I planned. Although this technique is still unstable, once you break through the inner demon, it will be very difficult to fall into the demon again. But you are different. You actually regard falling into the demon as a means. In my opinion, your situation is more like the origin of this technique..."

"origin?"

"Do you know how to do it?"

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and said slowly: "If you say you are possessed by a demon, it is better to be more like the shamanic 'going out to fight'. At the cost of overdrawing your life span, you forcibly increase your combat power. The shamans call it 'devoting yourself to the gods and becoming a completely murderous demon'. But you can still wake up on your own, which is particularly amazing."

Xiao Yan was silent. It would be better to say that he was slowly falling into depravity than to say that he could sober up on his own. The murderous nature gradually filled his mind until one day in the future, it could no longer be stopped.

If I think about it carefully, this "god" leaning over is actually myself who was obsessed with killing in the previous life and couldn't extricate myself.

"What does the Nine Nether Mysterious Heavenly Divine Art have to do with Duo Kuo Huo?"

"It's hard to explain this in a short time. Just remember that without me, you're doomed." Jiang Chen raised his chin, put his hands behind his back, and looked extremely elegant.

"Why?"

"..."

Xiao Yan pinched his brows, not expecting that this technique that made him so happy would be so troublesome, so he finally said in frustration: "Corpse Ancestor...outshines the Empress."

"Empty words."

"The leader... yours."

As expected, Jiang Chen snorted and laughed, put down his airs, paced back and forth and said, "It's very simple, there are two ways. One is..."

She paused, turned around and glared at her elder sister who was peeking at her.

The latter was shocked, somewhat puzzled as to how she had discovered that he was peeking, and hid his head in his arms.

Xiao Yan had already guessed what the first method was, so he raised his hand and said, "The second method."

"Transfusion."

The surrendered minister pointed at Yelu Zhiwu who was standing beside him and said, "This little girl has strong internal strength. She is the yang among yangs, and a thousand times purer than you. She can almost eliminate your hidden dangers. Just now, I have cleansed your meridians. As long as you are willing, you can start right away."

Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, "What will happen to her?"

"Power plummets, or death."

"You can't touch her now. I'm still useful. Let's discuss it later."

Xiao Yan shook his head, got off the bed and put on his coat.

"Hey, do you know how much effort we put into trapping her?" Jiang Chen's beautiful eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "Negotiate again? I'm not your subordinate who can be summoned and dismissed at will!"

"Then let's wait until I'm about to die, and then Corpse Ancestor will think of a solution, how about that?" Xiao Yan joked.

"idiot."

The latter's beautiful eyes moved, and she stepped forward and whispered, "Mr. Xiao, you don't agree with this method, are you after my body?"

Xiao Yan smiled faintly upon hearing this, but strode out of the room.

As Jiang Chen stared at his back, he could increasingly sense that this young man had become a completely different person in just half a year.

Sister came over cautiously.

"Can you exchange my blood for mine?"

"I won't change it."

"Damn, this boy is already over a hundred years old?"

"……Change."

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Shangguan Yunque waited outside the door for a long time. Just when he saw Xiao Yan coming out, he happily went to greet him.

"Xiao Lang, you really scared me to death..."

The latter pondered for a moment, then spread out his palms, thinking about the consequences of "overdrawing his lifespan".

Shangguan Yunque was also a little stunned when he saw that he was silent, and reminded him, "Xiao Lang?"

"Oh, what news has come from Wang Yanzhang?"

“I almost forgot something important.

"Queen Shuliduo of Mobei wants to speak to you alone."

Shangguan Yunque took out a scroll from his sleeve and continued, "There is also an urgent letter from Youzhou, Li Cunxu's troops are at the gates of the city."

"No hurry, welcome the queen first."

(End of this chapter)