Volume 1: The Ghost Hand's Sharp Edge is Hidden, Chapter 53: Snatching People!
"His internal organs were damaged by my punch, it's impossible for him to survive." The man in gray glanced at the dying man and thought that even if he was a famous ghost-handed heavenly doctor on the Dragon and Tiger Continent, he wouldn't be able to save someone who was on the verge of death.
Tang Xin raised an eyebrow and smiled: "If he's saved, then he'll be mine." The hand resting on the man's back, in a place where they couldn't see, was slowly releasing a faint golden energy aura. This aura seeped into the man's body through her palm, shocking him to his core as he had been suffering from severe pain and unable to breathe.
A warm flow of air slowly flowed through his body, and he seemed to feel that the breath was repairing his severely injured internal organs. His icy gaze stared at the white-clothed man beside him in shock, but saw that he had a smile on his lips, with an air of carefree leisure.
At these words, the man in grey's face sank slightly: "Even if this demon is dead, I must bring it back to report!"
"This is troublesome! I think he's quite interesting and don't want him to die so soon! What do you say we do?"
"You can't help it!" The voice with a hint of intimidation fell, and the gray-clothed man's five claws took shape, suddenly attacking him. Emperor Miao saw this and hastily shouted: "Senior, don't!" As soon as the voice fell, a blue figure flashed forward, blocking the gray-clothed man's attack.
"Senior, don't fight with him."
"Why? Just because he's the Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor? Hmph! No matter how formidable, he's just a doctor! He even dares to interfere with my Hidden Gate's affairs, I think he's tired of living!" The low voice was filled with a hint of disdain and contempt that was evident in his tone.
Di Yan's expression was solemn, and he first bowed to Tang Xin: "Tian Yi, this person is a member of the Hidden Gate. Why must you be at odds with the Hidden Gate? This person's injuries are too severe, their internal organs are all damaged, they are already on the verge of death. Why not hand this person over to this senior and avoid a battle?"
"Elder, Tianyi's reputation is renowned and respected by many. If our sect were to become his enemy, it would inevitably lead to a chaotic battle. I implore you to reconsider."
"Brother Lin, he's right, I implore you to think thrice before acting!" Liu Ziyang also stepped forward quickly, looking at the two with a worried face.
Tang Xin withdrew her hand that was treating the man without a change in expression, her eyes scanning the grey-robed man before glancing at the black-robed figure lying not far away: "I've always done things as I please, although I have some acquaintance with the Emperor's son, but this person I've decided to take away." Her voice paused as she looked towards the grey-robed man: "Since you have time to entangle with me here, why don't you go take a look at your disciple? If you don't rescue and treat him, he'll be the one who dies."
She glanced at a few people, the corner of her mouth hooked, and suddenly took a step forward with a strange movement, sweeping away into the forest with an astonishing speed, only to hear the sound echoing far away in the woods.
"I'll take him away now, just report back honestly when you return. If he's not satisfied, he can come find me anytime."
The man in grey had a pale face, his fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly. However, his astonishing speed made it impossible for anyone to keep up with him. He took a deep breath and quickly arrived at the side of the man in black, helping him up.
"Lin brother, let's go back first! Hurry up and find a doctor to take a look at him." Liu Ziyang said in a hurry.
"Hmm." He responded with a single sound, and wearing his dark clothes, he quickly flew towards the Imperial City.
The emperor's funeral procession went into the forest, in the dimly lit woods, only the sound of the wind rustling through the trees could be heard, but the ghostly figure of Tianyi, the heavenly doctor, was nowhere to be found...
After waiting for a few people to leave, Mu Chenfeng looked at the back of those who left, his deep eyes fell on the direction where Tang Xin left, and he paused for a moment before turning around and leaving.
As night deepened, in a cave in the woods, a flickering flame illuminated two figures. A man dressed in white, Tang Xin, sat by the fire roasting bird meat, while across from him, a blood-soaked man lay motionless on the ground, his chest rising and falling slightly through his torn shirt. Suddenly, his fingers twitched, and he sprang up, his icy, bloodthirsty eyes widening in surprise as he saw Tang Xin by the fire.
"Awake? Eat something! Your physical strength is no good." She handed over the roasted bird meat with one hand, while still roasting another small bird with the other.
As if he had thought of something, the man stretched out his hand and rubbed his body randomly. Although there was still pain on his body, the oppressive feeling was gone. It seemed that his internal organs had returned to normal. This incredible idea suddenly occurred to him, making him look at the white-clothed man in astonishment.
"No need to look, the internal injuries have healed, but the broken ribs won't recover that quickly." In order to heal his wounds, she had exhausted a lot of physical strength. If not for the abundant spiritual energy within her, it's likely that his injuries wouldn't have been fully restored yet.
It's just that she has always been strange, why is it not the power of martial arts in her body, but the spirit? How should this spirit be used? She had tried to use this spirit in the same way as the power of martial arts, but it didn't work. The power of martial arts was heavy and powerful, every punch contained a thousand pounds of force, while the spirit was different. However, on the Dragon Ascending Continent, she couldn't find any methods for cultivating the spirit. The only method was to go to the Tiger Roar Continent, the continent where cultivators lived.
Cultivate immortality?
Were her biological parents also a cultivator? The golden lotus behind, which still hasn't bloomed until now, was hiding what kind of secret? Just as she was thinking about it, the cold voice suddenly rang out, pulling back her wandering thoughts.
"Why save me?"
Her eyes met his blood-red gaze, curiously sizing him up, but saw that his eyes were increasingly cold and bloodthirsty. She couldn't help but smile and ask: "Why are your eyes red? Were you born with them like that? Your voice is hoarse, but you should still be quite young, right?"
"Why save me?"
"Want to save him? Do you need a reason?"
Save him just because? A momentary flash of confusion in his blood-red eyes: "What's your motive?" No one would save him for no reason, he must have an ulterior motive! Thinking this, his bloody eyes turned even colder, gazing at the person in front of him with caution.
"What intentions?" Tang Xin brought the roasted bird to her nose and sniffed it: "Your life is mine, what intentions do I have, and what can you do about it?" She raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, a hint of a smile on her lips: "From the moment I saved you, you've been my person."
The man furrowed his brow, staring at her but not speaking. After a long time, the cold voice came out of his mouth again: "I am the person that the Hidden Gate wants to capture. You have already offended them by saving me from their hands. If you continue to harbor me, the people of the Hidden Gate will inevitably investigate thoroughly. With your strength, you are not an opponent of the Hidden Gate."
"Haha, you really did see through me, I don't have much real power, but my ability to escape is not small. That's why I want you to follow me and protect me." She tore off a piece of bird meat and put it in her mouth, her words seeming both true and false, making it hard to tell how believable they were.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
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