Chapter 27 Xia Wei-Injury
Thunder raged and lightning danced wildly.
In the forbidden zone of life surrounded by electric light, Xia Wei sat alone with her back against the cold mountain wall, her face ashen. On her delicate white left arm, a hideous wound turned outward was so conspicuous. The deep cut was still dripping with blood, and the blood spilled onto the ground, forming a pool of blood.
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and the tall ghost shortened the distance and moved over.
Ye Jie looked alert and looked around. He saw thunder sweeping past in the distance and surging electric arcs running wildly. He hurriedly squatted down, not even daring to show his head.
"Xiao Wei, why did you come to this Xuansha Lei Ze?" Ye Jie asked hurriedly. "With my cultivation level at the early stage of the second stage, if I were struck by the extremely strong and yang lightning that can destroy evil and dispel evil, I would probably be torn to pieces on the spot and never be reborn."
Looking down, Ye Jie was slightly startled to see the bloodstains beside Xia Wei and the horrific cuts on her arm. "Didn't you go back to Qingshi Town to bandage your wounds?"
Xia Wei raised her head, her trembling lips seeming to silently express the grievances in her heart: "Master, their deaths are all caused by me, right?"
"What are you talking about?"
Xia Wei lowered her head, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, not from the pain of her wounds, but from inner helplessness. "Master said, Xiaowei is destined to be alone. Anyone who comes into contact with me will eventually die. I'm the one who killed them, especially Captain Qi Feng..."
Deafening thunder boomed from afar, and endless lightning flashed. Arcs of lightning slashed through the darkness like silver swords, shaking the earth. The silver light that illuminated the sky seemed to drape Xia Wei's emaciated figure with a veil, making her look even more lonely and desolate.
Ye Jie shook his head: "That's not your fault. It was Qi Feng himself who was blinded by profit and insisted on dying regardless of the danger. You can save him once, but you can't save him a second time. You have tried your best, so there is no need to blame yourself for it."
Xia Wei shook her head vigorously. "That's not the case... This is all my fault. My fate is too dangerous, which brought bad luck upon me and implicated those around me. I can't go back to Qingshi Town and bring danger to others."
Ye Jie came to her side, half-crouching so that he was level with her, and said seriously:
"As the scriptures say: Everyone will die, but not everyone truly lives. Qi Feng died for his own vision. That was his own choice and his destiny. Since you are powerless to change it, the only thing you can do is respect his choice. You did nothing wrong."
Under Ye Jie's comfort, Xia Wei's eyes were filled with silent emotion, and her words were choked with sobs: "Master..."
Ye Jie glanced at the hideous knife wound on her left arm and said distressedly, "You'd better treat the wound quickly. Even if you are incredibly talented, you can't just leave the wound alone and let it get worse."
Ye Jie looked around and found a relatively flat stone platform. He took out a needle and thread from his pocket and looked at Xia Wei again: "Do you remember how to circulate spiritual power that I taught you before? Now create fire."
Xia Wei pursed her lips, raised her right hand, and the spiritual power in her body circulated. Waves of heat flowed out and turned into a cluster of flames, rising from the tip of her index finger.
This time, the circulation of spiritual power also affected the knife wound on the other arm. Xia Wei frowned. She was strong and afraid that her master would worry, so she gritted her teeth and did not complain at all.
Ye Jie took out a silver needle and heated it on Xia Wei's index finger until it turned red. The tip of the needle exuded a burning breath. He warned, "It might be a little painful."
Xia Wei's expression was resolute, her braids fluttering behind her head: "Master, Xiao Wei is not afraid."
The red-hot needle pierced into Xia Wei's fair arm along the edge of the knife wound. Each needle was accompanied by unbearable pain. Xia Wei clenched her right fist, the veins on her neck bulged, and she let Ye Jie finish suturing the wound.
Ye Jie skillfully threaded the needle, and each stitch was quick and deft. As the needle and thread went through the wound, the narrow and hideous cut on Xia Wei's arm gradually closed, and no more blood was shed. During the whole process, she remained silent.
After finishing the stitches, Ye Jie tied a knot around the end of the thread, pinched off the excess thread with his fingers, and tore off the hem of his robe. He bandaged it and a tired smile appeared on his face.
"With this, the wound is considered healed. You possess a third-grade talent: Ice Skin and Jade Bones. The wound will heal without leaving any scars. This is an ability that many people desire but cannot obtain. When your cultivation level reaches a higher level, remember to carry some high-quality wound medicine and deer antler ointment. If the bleeding from the wound is not stopped in time, it will be troublesome..."
Ye Jie looked up, only to see Xia Wei's bright eyes fixed on him without blinking. He couldn't help but scratch his head: "What's wrong... Is the suturing process too painful?"
"It doesn't hurt, as long as Master is here..." Xia Wei pursed her lips and changed the subject, "Master, have you helped many people suture their wounds? I see that Master's movements are very skillful. Obviously, weaving is a job for women..."
Ye Jie smiled and said, "Strictly speaking, this is my first time stitching a living person."
Seeing Xia Wei's confusion, Ye Jie continued, "Some wandering souls, after their death, wish to have their bodies intact, and ask me to help them sew up their scattered bodies. There are quite a few of them, such as prisoners who were beheaded, or soldiers who died in a foreign land. Over time, I have always carried needles and thread with me."
Xia Wei covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise. She didn't expect that Ye Jie had such a bizarre experience.
"Your injury hasn't healed yet. Don't fight for the next few days. Just focus on healing." Ye Jie looked at Xia Wei with concern.
Xia Wei's mouth corners drooped, a worried look on her face: "If I can't fight the monsters, how can I obtain cultivation resources and how can I take revenge on the Hengshan bandit?"
Ye Jie sighed, took out two spirit stones from his bosom, and handed them to Xia Wei. "Within a week, the Hengshan Bandit will attack Qingshi Town. A mid-level third-order shrimp-headed man like that just now wouldn't last more than three moves against the late-level third-order Hengshan Bandit. If it's really not possible, you'd better retreat quickly. You have a long way to go. With your impressive potential, you will be able to reach the same level as the Hengshan Bandit in a few years. There's no need to confront him head-on now."
Under Ye Jie's persuasion, Xia Wei's eyes were also touched. In her soft tone, there was a hint of determination: "Xiao Wei understands Master's concern, but this great opportunity is right in front of me. Xiao Wei really can't give up."
Ye Jie nodded and made plans for her: "In that case, let's first make it our goal to defeat the Shrimp Head Man. If you can defeat the Shrimp Head Man before the Hengshan Bandit arrives, it will at least show that you can fight the Hengshan Bandit for a few moves. I won't stop you from seeking revenge."
After receiving Ye Jie's approval, Xia Wei smiled, her whole body filled with strength, and her eyes ignited with fighting spirit. The shrimp-headed man killed the monster hunters and Captain Qi Feng in front of her. Xia Wei secretly resolved to avenge them.
Taking the spirit stone from Ye Jie, Xia Wei sat in a corner of Lei Ze where no one would disturb her, practicing her energy, her aura steadily rising.
From time to time, thunder roared through the sky, rumbling from the heavens. Xia Wei sat in meditation, completely unperturbed, motionless like an old monk in trance. Spiritual energy flowed rapidly through her body, and it wouldn't be long before she would break through to the late First Stage.