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Chapter 663: I'll Take You Home
Chapter 663: I'll Take You Home
At the Juyang Prefecture Clinic, Meng Xiwen lay on a clean bed, his face ashen, even his lips devoid of color.
Once the most powerful Demon Slayer in Southern Continent, he now lay on the brink of death, his usually lively personality subdued.
Compared to the figure on the other bed, Meng Xiwen's condition was already considered extremely fortunate.
The young man was covered in gashes, and white scales appeared on his face, struggling to maintain his human form. Despite the girl's efforts to wipe away the blood with a towel, the blood oozing from the cracks in the scales remained stubbornly unclean.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes devoid of life, like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment.
"Where's the elixir?" Meng Xiwen asked, his voice hoarse as he watched Zi Xian struggle to suppress her sobs.
Two officers quickly entered and whispered, "The Rain Summoner's injuries are severe. The elixir needed must be procured from the Imperial Capital. The Prefecture is already urging the matter."
"Urge, urge, urge! By the time it arrives, the person will be dead!" Meng Xiwen clenched his teeth. Although the Rain Summoner was one of the Eight Ministries, it was clear that it couldn't compare to the Demon Slayer Bureau. The Prefecture's effort to obtain the elixir from the Imperial Capital was due to Zi Yang's injury while blocking a demonic beast.
The officers sighed helplessly and slowly retreated.
"You, even if you're from a remote village, how could you not know a Taiyi Immortal? What's wrong with you? You were just praying for rain. When you saw the situation turning bad, why didn't you hide instead of standing in the middle? Could you have stopped him for even a moment?" Meng Xiwen propped himself up, glaring at the bed next door. He accidentally tugged at his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.
Not just others, but even Meng Xiwen himself was terrified by the little dragon demon's actions. To block that attack, he had exhausted all his savings over the years, yet he could only help the other party keep a breath and almost sacrificed himself.
This was because the demonic beast's cultivation was suppressed by the royal aura by over ninety percent.
If it were a Taiyi Immortal in his prime, there would be two graves lying here instead.
"In that inn... is my only sister... and my only father." Zi Yang stared at the ceiling, his voice weak, as if this sentence alone had exhausted all his strength.
Upon hearing this, Zi Xian, who had been suppressing her emotions, finally buried her head on her brother's body and burst into loud sobs.
Outside the clinic, in addition to the officers, there was an elderly man with a sprightly spirit. Although he was small in stature and wore plain linen robes, his hair was mostly white, and he was quite old, but his eyes were filled with vitality and a hint of ferocity.
Hearing Zi Yang's words, the old man glanced inside the room.
Clearly irritated, he spoke impatiently, "Have the Prefecture send another letter in my name."
The Southern Continent was so far from the Imperial Capital that even with the utmost urgency, the chances of the elixir arriving in time were minuscule.
All they could do was try their best and leave the rest to fate.
"We will do as you say, Elder Yan," the officers hurriedly bowed. They didn't know the old man's exact identity, but they knew that even the Prefecture Governor was extremely humble before him.
Meanwhile, Meng Xiwen, who was inside the room, couldn't stand the crying. He slapped the bed and, despite his injuries, got out of bed, "Help me carry him. Let's go, I won't eat hairy pigs!"
Zi Xian stopped her sobbing and obediently carried her brother, "Senior Meng, where are we going?"
"To find our Ye senior," Meng Xiwen limped out of the clinic, heading towards a certain mansion.
Although Ye senior was the Summit Master of the Pill Peak of Shenxu Mountain, even if he couldn't refine elixirs, getting some life-saving items shouldn't be difficult.
As he walked out, Meng Xiwen was still upset, but when he saw the old man, he respectfully cupped his fists in greeting.
"General Yan."
After the old man nodded slightly, Meng Xiwen led the siblings away from the clinic towards the mansion.
The desolate mansion finally echoed with human voices.
Zi Xian carried her brother, cautiously looking around until she saw the familiar figure in the black robe. For some reason, her anxious heart suddenly calmed.
Zi Yang struggled to lift his head. Despite his severe injuries, he managed to force a smile and called out, "Big Brother Shen."
Ever since Shen Yi had helped him and others rescue his father, he was no longer just a senior or the sect leader, but the entire Purple Beard White Dragon clan's benefactor.
For the court to have prepared such a secluded mansion for Shen Yi in the vast Juyang Prefecture, he must have become a distinguished guest of the Prefecture.
In contrast, Zi Yang's own pitiful and near-death state was truly embarrassing.
"You finally came back. You don't know how close I was to being beaten to death on the street."
Meng Xiwen let out a pained cry, glancing around. "Where is she? Quickly call her back. If we delay any longer, your old friend’s life will be in danger."
“……”
Shen Yi looked at the brother and sister, her expression remaining calm. After a moment of contemplation, she asked, "What happened?"
"Let's talk about it later. First, find Ye Lan..." Meng Xiwen had not even finished his sentence when he saw the other person turn around.
In the next moment, with a slight wave of her sleeve, a massive alchemy furnace landed with a thud.
"Speak slowly, there’s no rush."
Shen Yi seemed to need no thought at all. With a light tap of her fingers, various medicinal herbs leaped out of her finger ring.
The furnace flame, fueled by essence qi, suddenly shot up, adding a warm glow to the entire courtyard.
As the Pill Peak Summit Master, she had indeed taken quite a few Heavenly Materials with her when she left. Moreover, this kind of healing elixir did not involve tribulation power, and it was not considered a top-tier item in the Secret Law Pavilion.
For Shen Yi, who had read extensively on alchemy, this was a simple task.
"Ah?"
Meng Xiwen was not surprised that Shen Yi could produce an alchemy furnace. Compared to the disciples of immortal sects, itinerant cultivators often dabbled in various arts, especially alchemy and artifact-making.
However, dabbling was one thing, and their skills were often crude and barely sufficient for emergencies.
But when an expert moved, it was immediately clear how different they were from the ordinary.
Watching the various herbs quickly refine into pure medicinal liquid within the furnace, the entire process was smooth and fluid, with no hint of clumsiness. The medicinal power was entirely contained within the furnace, with not a trace leaking out.
Meng Xiwen's eyes gradually widened.
This was not how ordinary cultivators refined elixirs. Even compared to the dedicated alchemy masters in immortal sects, it was no less impressive! Most importantly, Shen Yi was listening to him while refining the elixir, indicating that she was not even using her full strength.
"I now feel that you are more terrifying than Ye Lan."
Meng Xiwen muttered. Even though he did not know what elixir she was refining, the mere sight of her skill made him feel a weight lift from his heart.
Feeling much more relaxed, he stood behind the young woman and began to recount what had happened.
Shen Yi listened silently, her gaze never leaving the alchemy furnace. Only when she heard about the beast nearly trampling the inn did she raise an eyebrow slightly.
In that inn, there were not only the Eastern Dragon King and Zi Xian, but also several patriarchs from Nan Hong and the senior Xuan Qing.
"Damn it, are immortals so great that their mere steed can do as it pleases? In my three regions, countless innocent civilians have died. Can a mere apology make up for it?"
"Those two old fools are completely deluded. The foundation of our divine dynasty is the imperial aura. These demons causing havoc has already made people uneasy, and the common folk’s hearts are wavering, directly affecting the imperial aura. If the demons are not punished and are instead sent back unharmed..."
"An embankment a thousand miles long can be destroyed by an ant's hole. The recent actions of the Bodhimanda Sect and the Tri-Immortal Sect are clearly not normal!"
Meng Xiwen spoke until he was hoarse, but Shen Yi remained calm, which made him feel somewhat puzzled.
From their previous collaborations, he knew she was not someone who was indifferent to the affairs of the mortal world.
"Never mind, never mind. We are indeed lowly in status and strength, and can only vent our frustrations verbally."
He waved his hand listlessly.
Throughout the process, the brother and sister did not say a word.
The Divine State was not like Hongze, where a single person could act recklessly. Shen Yi had already helped Hongze more than enough, and they could not cause any more trouble for her because of their own reasons.
Compared to Meng Xiwen, the two of them understood Shen Yi's character better.
Refining elixirs required patience.
While Shen Yi was refining the medicinal power, two more figures entered the desolate mansion.
Ye Lan, expressionless, walked in front, followed by a man entirely cloaked in a dark green robe.
His skin was dry and black, and his appearance resembled that of an ape, with three eyes on his forehead.
He wore a mischievous smile, glancing at everyone with a carefree attitude, and there were no restraints on his body except for a golden ring around his neck.
"Hey, when are you going to take this thing off me?"
He extended his index finger and lightly hooked the golden ring.
Shen Yi continued refining the elixir quietly without turning around, while Meng Xiwen looked at the black-robed ape demon with apprehension, his expression dark and his fingers tightly clenched.
Zi Xian, on the other hand, lowered her head in fear and quietly moved away from the demon with her brother.
Seeing no one was paying attention to him, the green-robed ape demon yawned and lazily looked forward, then showed some interest. "Oh, not bad. Feeding such precious medicinal treasures to a wild dragon is quite a waste, isn’t it?"
"If only I had been a little heavier-handed back then, I could have saved you some trouble."
"Shut up," Ye Lan said, glancing sideways.
In a place like Juyang Prefecture, all creatures, except for the cultivators of the Demon Slayer Bureau, were suppressed by the Emperor's might, their strength reduced to a mere fraction.
Moreover, Ye Lan cultivated the Void Dao Fruit, consuming over six hundred tribulations, and had already reached the threshold of the Fourth Rank.
Even if this demon was also a Fifth Rank Taiyi Immortal, in Juyang, it wouldn't last three moves against her.
However, the ape demon showed no fear, and its arrogance only grew.
"If I don't, what will you do? Try to kill me?" it said with a sneer.
The group of cultivators had no idea that they were on a mission from Heaven, and whoever dared to challenge them would face the consequences.
Ye Lan had never been treated this way before, but Yang Mingli's face flashed through her mind.
She averted her gaze and looked at Shen Yi's back.
Her heart filled with even more guilt.
Meng Xiwen was so furious that his gums itched. He had fought for the court, been severely injured by the demon, and his wounds were still healing. Now, the demon was openly humiliating him.
Damn it! Let whoever wants this job take it; I'm not serving anyone anymore!
Zi Xian stood cautiously in the corner, her eyes scanning the crowd. She could clearly see the frustration in Meng Xiwen's heart.
Even a cultivator as powerful as him felt resentful; how much more so for the common folk?
They couldn't see the bigger picture; they only knew that their loved ones had been slaughtered for no reason, and the court couldn't provide any satisfying answers.
Just then, the furnace flame finally extinguished.
Shen Yi reached out and caught the flying pill in his palm. He turned and came to Zi Xian, feeding the pill into Zi Yang's mouth.
He then channeled his spirit energy to help Zi Yang refine the pill.
"Take good care of yourself, and you'll recover in seven days," Shen Yi said softly. In truth, he didn't need to say this; the moment the pill entered Zi Yang's body, his vitality visibly intensified, and the white scales slowly receded into his skin.
Even Meng Xiwen, witnessing such profound effects, momentarily set aside his resentment and became envious: "Shen, why don't you give me one too?"
Although he didn't explicitly mention it, Shen Yi wasn't a fool; he naturally understood that with Zi Yang's strength, he couldn't have stopped the demon for even a moment. It was highly likely that Meng Xiwen had desperately intervened.
Shen Yi opened his palm and handed another pill to Meng Xiwen: "Thank you."
"Tsk, you're being polite with me now," Meng Xiwen laughed casually. "I've never had something like this in my life."
"Wuxia Elixir, little guy. Are you interested in coming with me to the Jade Pool Immortal Sect? I guarantee a bright future for you," said the green-robed ape demon, licking his lips. This young man's cultivation, though not high, was still within the Celestial Immortal realm, but his pill refinement skills were quite impressive.
"Bright future? Like being your mount?" Meng Xiwen couldn't hold back any longer and mocked, "Qingmei's preference is quite unique, insisting on riding a monkey, but where exactly does she ride it?"
"..." The green-robed ape demon's smile gradually faded, and he turned to look at Meng Xiwen with a sinister glint in his eyes. The golden ring around his neck suddenly trembled.
He slowly turned around, and after a long stare, he finally chuckled, "Sharp-tongued, I'll remember you."
Ye Lan interrupted their argument and walked up to Shen Yi, biting her lip.
"Hmph, they want you, the Divine Void Peak Master, to make a trip to the Jade Pool Immortal Sect and bring this demon back..."
Ye Lan struggled to find the right words, but the ape demon interrupted, "To send it back."
She could no longer suppress the killing intent in her heart. Her right palm shot out, gripping the demon's neck. With a swift move, her fingers pierced its throat, staining her arm with thick blood.
The demon cried out in pain but showed no panic. Instead, its laughter became even more grating: "Come on, don't be shy!"
Ye Lan, unsure of how to proceed, was now stimulated, her eyes gradually losing all emotion. This was a sign of the activation of the Void Dao Fruit.
Just then, a familiar hand rested on her wrist.
"I'll do it," Shen Yi agreed, his voice crisp and decisive, surprising Ye Lan.
She turned her head in a daze.
"Look at this guy; you should all learn from him," the demon mocked, shaking the bloodstains on its neck.
"I'll go with you," Ye Lan said weakly, her heart filled with guilt.
Shen Yi finally looked directly at the ape demon, his expression calm. "No need."
For some reason, the demon felt a chill down its spine as Shen Yi looked at it, and its laughter gradually stopped.
(End of Chapter)
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