Li Yan spread his Divine Sense and soon locked onto a hundred-zhang-high mountain peak. It was covered with jagged rocks, and numerous shrubs grew all over the slope. And in his Divine Sense, there seemed to be a cave. He quickened his pace, rushing toward the mountain peak at an even faster speed. After about half a cup of tea's time, Li Yan stood at the foot of the mountain, holding Gong Chenying, in a place with dense shrubs. Along the way, Li Yan had continuously channeled a steady stream of spiritual power into Gong Chenying's body. At this moment, the grayness on Gong Chenying's face had lessened slightly.
Li Yan looked at the pile of jagged rocks overgrown with weeds before him. There was a very small black hole there, its entrance blocked by dense thorns. He couldn't find a better place in a short time. Holding Gong Chenying, he walked to the front of the skyward-pointing thorns. He quickly released his Divine Sense. In his Divine Sense, this black hole was just the entrance to a small cave. The cave was only about a few zhang in size, and the ground was not damp. After withdrawing his Divine Sense, Li Yan quickly scanned the surroundings once more, then stepped forward without hesitation, holding Gong Chenying. With a few kicks, he had enlarged the entrance, which could originally only fit half a person. Feeling that one could now enter by stooping, he flashed into the cave, holding Gong Chenying. The ground inside was covered with a thick layer of crushed stone and dust. With a single wave of his hand, a pillar of wind instantly swirled up, quickly circled the cave, and then disappeared at the entrance. The cave immediately became much cleaner. At least, it didn't feel stuffy inside.
Li Yan moved extremely quickly. After swiftly placing the jade-like person in his arms on the ground, his figure flashed out of the cave entrance. He communicated with the "Earthen Mark" on his left wrist with his Divine Sense. Several formation flags, flashing with light, flew into the air. With a point of his finger, the formation flags flashed and fell into the ground near the cave entrance, disappearing without a trace. Then, several faint spiritual lights flashed and vanished. At this moment, in Li Yan's Divine Sense, apart from the large patch of grass and thorns, there was nothing unusual about this place. This was a simple concealment tool that Lin Daqiao had given him before he entered the secret realm. It was something he had used before he reached Foundation Establishment. He had given it to Li Yan this time. Li Yan was not sure if this concealment formation could fool Wang Lang, but it was better than nothing. For now, the effect seemed to be quite good. He himself could not detect it. Looking at the foot of the mountain, which in his eyes had no flaws, he sighed in his heart. 'It seems that after I get out this time, I'll have to find a better concealment formation. This is an essential item for survival.'
Before entering the secret realm, it wasn't that he didn't want a better one, but even a simple concealment formation cost several hundred Spirit Stones. He simply couldn't afford it. This kind of concealment formation was more expensive on the market than an offensive formation, and good ones were often priceless and impossible to buy. So, the formation that Lin Daqiao had given him, though it seemed ordinary, was actually extremely valuable. After all, he had only just reached Foundation Establishment not long ago.
Li Yan looked at the low shrubs on the hillside, their leaves swaying in the breeze. He stepped toward one of the shrubs, and in an instant, he had disappeared without a trace. On this hillside, only the gentle breeze blew, and the empty valley returned to its quiet serenity.
Li Yan's vision only blurred for a moment, and he was back in the cave. He looked at Gong Chenying on the ground, his mind rapidly calculating. 'It will take about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn for the dark shadow behind to reach this place. It will probably take Wang Lang about half a cup of tea's time to recover his mobility. And at that time, he was only a hundred meters from the sky shadow. So, he must have moved some distance by any means necessary shortly after I left. Otherwise, he would have died. This would have aggravated his injuries. So, let's say it will take him a cup of tea's time to recover. But I can't estimate how much of his attack power will be restored after he recovers his mobility. The gap in our realms is too large; it's impossible to estimate. So, I can only assume that as long as he has mobility, he has attack power. Of course, this all excludes the possibility that he has a sixth-rank or higher pill on hand. In that case, the safest time is within a cup of tea's time. Going out after three-quarters of an incense stick's time will be extremely dangerous. So, everything must be completed within a cup of tea's time. Considering unforeseen factors, the optimal time is about half a cup of tea.'
With just a brief calculation, Li Yan had figured out the safe amount of time he could stay here. As he was thinking, his movements did not stop. He had already flashed to Gong Chenying's side. At this moment, Gong Chenying's eyes were tightly shut, her lips were blue, her face was pale and bloodless, and her aura was weak. But after Li Yan's continuous infusion of spiritual power along the way, that deathly gray aura had lessened considerably. Li Yan couldn't help but be amazed. In the sect's Foundation Establishment cultivator competition, he had admired both this Sixth Senior Sister and Zhao Min immensely. Their cultivation methods were very similar; both walked the path of dual cultivation of body and magic, and they even focused on body cultivation. With these injuries, on top of the head-on clashes before, if it had been him, it was hard to say if he would even be breathing. They were truly formidable in terms of physical strength.
He had already laid Gong Chenying flat on the ground. A large patch of black, bloody stain was on her waist and abdomen, making the originally dark green robe much darker than the surrounding area. But when Li Yan came before Gong Chenying, his hurried steps suddenly stopped. He couldn't help but frown.
Li Yan was in a difficult position. Gong Chenying's injury should be below her chest and above her lower abdomen. To treat it, he would have to undo her clothes. But Li Yan had never had skin-to-skin contact with a woman since he could remember. For a moment, he was at a loss. But this hesitation only lasted for a breath or two in Li Yan's eyes before he became calm again. If he hesitated any longer, the safe time of half a cup of tea would quickly pass.
Li Yan took a deep breath. First, he slowly took the half-halberd that Gong Chenying was gripping in each of her hands. He didn't want to be killed by an unconscious blow from Gong Chenying while he was treating her. That would be a tragedy. Gong Chenying's hands were gripping it very tightly. Li Yan had to use a lot of strength to pry her long, jade-like fingers open. And during this, Gong Chenying's tightly shut eyes actually trembled slightly, her body stirred, and her arm also moved unconsciously. This one movement scared Li Yan into a cold sweat. He quickly tapped her several times with one hand, making her fall into a coma, and only then did he wipe the sweat from his forehead.
After taking the two pieces of the long halberd and placing them in the farthest corner of the cave, Li Yan returned without any further hesitation and directly undid her dark green robe. But the moment he did, his breathing couldn't help but become heavy, and his fingers trembled slightly. Li Yan closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. After removing the outer robe, he began to undo Gong Chenying's inner clothes. The moment the inner clothes were undone, Li Yan felt a wave of dizziness, and the sound of his heavy breathing instantly filled the small cave.
It was an absolutely perfect body. Her skin was a wheat color, a healthy color that made one think only of infinite youthful vitality. The two high peaks on her chest stood tall and proud. Although a short chest wrap was tightly bound around them, they were still proudly erect, as if wanting to break free from their constraints and show off their magnificence. Below the short chest wrap was a flat abdomen, which was now a bloody mess, but at the edge of the wound, one could still see several strong and uniquely feminine, rounded abdominal muscles slanting down toward her ribs. Although the wound on her abdomen was terrifying, it gave Gong Chenying a wild, violent beauty, like an injured leopardess.
Li Yan only felt his head rush with blood, and two streams of heat in his nose were on the verge of gushing out. He was in the prime of his youth, at a time of naiveté and curiosity about matters between men and women. Feeling the heat in his nasal cavity about to erupt, Li Yan silently cursed himself as shameless. He quickly closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear.
He fixed his gaze on the wound. The wound was extremely deep, but Gong Chenying should have already treated it herself. A red, cloth-like object was tightly wrapped around her waist and abdomen, firmly securing the wound. But now the wound had burst open again, and the red object was even darker in color, and there was a gash on it that had been torn open by a sharp weapon.
Li Yan looked at the location of the wound, above the dantian. This allowed him to relax. If the injury had been below her lower abdomen, he really didn't know how he would have treated it, and he would have been unable to explain it to Gong Chenying afterward.
Even now, he didn't know how this Sixth Senior Sister would react when she woke up. Fortunately, she still had a chest wrap under her inner clothes. So, he had only seen her abdomen. But when he was trying to untie the red sash that was tightly wrapped around her abdomen, he had to use a lot of effort but was unable to undo it. He didn't know what this red sash was made of, for her to have used it to bandage her wound. But it was clearly not wide enough, only two fingers wide. It seemed to have been for temporary, emergency use.
In the end, with no other choice, Li Yan had to take out a sharp sword magical artifact he had obtained from Miao Zhengyi. Only after infusing it with spiritual power was he able to cut the red sash that was tightly wrapped around her abdomen. This one action had already made Li Yan break out in a sweat.
After untying the red sash, as Li Yan's eyes looked at the wound, he was stunned. Below Gong Chenying's wound, there was a silver ring. It was a silver ring on her navel, small and exquisitely crafted, as if made from the silverwork of the Mortal Realm. At this moment, it lay on Gong Chenying's slightly blood-stained, flat lower abdomen, adding a touch of exotic charm to her whole being.
Of course, Li Yan was in no mood to pay too much attention to these things now. His Divine Sense was already probing Gong Chenying's wound. A moment later, Li Yan looked up, his face solemn.
Gong Chenying was very heavily injured. And after being severely wounded, she had used her spiritual power to fight several times. Especially after her spiritual power was exhausted, she had actually clashed with Wang Lang twice with pure physical strength. At this moment, some of her internal organs had been completely shattered, and her Dantian's Purple Mansion was showing faint signs of instability. That was a precursor to her realm dropping. If things went wrong, it was not impossible for her to drop directly from the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment to the Qi Condensation Realm. In that case, for Gong Chenying to attempt Foundation Establishment again would be ten times, or even a hundred times, more difficult than before.
If this injury were in the outside world, as long as a Golden Core Grand Cultivator from the sect intervened, the injury would be immediately stabilized, and with a few months of recuperation, she would be as good as new. But Li Yan did not have such great ability here, nor did he have much time to let Gong Chenying rest quietly.
The first thing Li Yan thought of was the "True Essence Pill" that Pingtu had given him. This was also the reason why he had gone to ask for pills earlier, knowing that his own strength was insufficient. But when Pingtu had explained earlier that this was an eighth-rank pill, Li Yan was now a little hesitant. One had to know that the highest-rank pill the Malevolent Spirit Sect could refine was only at the early-stage of the seventh rank, and that was already a legendary pill that only Nascent Soul Old Ancestors could possess, and it was extremely rare.
When he had asked Pingtu for pills, he had thought at most they would be fifth or sixth-rank, which would have been enough to save someone.
But the two "True Essence Pills" he now possessed were from the Spirit Immortal Realm. On him, they were equivalent to two extra lives. To use one on Gong Chenying like this, Li Yan still felt a pang of pain. A fifth-rank or higher pill could have healed her, but now he didn't have one on him. Instead, he had to use an eighth-rank pill that might not even exist in this realm. Just thinking about Pingtu's pained expression, let alone a minor cultivator like Li Yan.
But this hesitation only lasted for a moment in Li Yan's eyes. He sighed in his heart. 'I am not a heartless person after all, nor do I cultivate the ruthless Dao.'
His Divine Sense scanned the mark on his wrist. The next moment, a small, pure white jade bottle appeared in his hand. Li Yan had already put all his valuable items into that "Earthen Mark" space.
Since he had taken it out, Li Yan no longer hesitated. After uncorking the bottle, a refreshing fragrance that pierced the heart and spleen instantly filled the entire cave. With a straight face, Li Yan poured a pill into his hand, then quickly capped the bottle and put it into the "Earthen Mark". The pill was the size of a soybean and radiated a soft purple light. It was perfectly round, and on it, there were streaks of runes that Li Yan could not understand, constantly flowing, giving off an aura of mystery. And the moment the pill fell into Li Yan's palm, it actually showed a tendency to want to fly away, but Li Yan forcefully contained it with his spiritual power. But he already felt that he was losing control.
Li Yan had read in the texts that pills were divided into ten ranks. When a pill reached the mid-stage of the seventh rank, it would develop a sliver of intelligence. The medicinal power of a pill with intelligence could increase several times, or even dozens of times. This was the most terrifying aspect of seventh-rank and higher pills. And the "True Essence Pill" in Li Yan's hand was already at the mid-stage of the eighth rank. Its intelligence was already equivalent to a five or six-year-old child's, so it had a natural fear of the person who wanted to take its life.
Li Yan's entire body's spiritual power surged, and a streak of spiritual light directly wrapped around the medicinal pill.