Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 870 - 447: Wuqiong Life
Tie Dan felt something licking his face.
Kun...?
He struggled to open his eyes and saw a huge suction cup, surrounded by tentacles, resembling a lotus showerhead. Inside the suction cup, a mass of sea anemone-like fur was moving, twitching, and licking his face while secreting a thick, sticky liquid that drenched his head.
Demon...
Tie Dan attempted to unleash a stream of sword energy to kill the beast, but found his lungs empty. Not only was he unable to summon sword energy, but his whole body was exhausted and immobile. He couldn’t even lift the broken knife in his hand to stab anyone. It felt as though all his bones were broken, and his meridians and lungs were ravaged and paralyzed as if by a storm. His inner Qi Sea was long depleted, and a thousand years of Dao Power were entirely gone, as if someone had drained all his Essence Blood, rendering him completely unable to move.
Before Tie Dan could think of a way to escape, he fell into a trance with an inner gaze. In an instant, the strange dream shifted; the previous demon disappeared like a bubble, and a woman’s shadow replaced it. She was lying on his body, sucking and licking, drawing Essence Qi and Yang Yuan from his mouth and nose.
Still, a demon...
Tie Dan took a deep breath, ready to break the Enchanting Illusion Realm with a burst of sword energy, only to find his Qi Sea still empty. Well, even though he had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, where every Qi acupoint could breathe and control Qi naturally, the extent of his injuries felt too severe, almost like a Dao Body remodeling. Consequently, all the True Qi taken in was prioritized by Blood Jade Divine Skill to repair his physical body, and he couldn’t release Dan Abdominal Power to generate sword power to kill her.
However, at that moment, Tie Dan suddenly felt a gentle warm stream flowing into his meridians and lungs through his mouth and nose. He then noticed that the woman wasn’t just inhaling his yang energy. After she absorbed it, she would exhale it back, and what she returned wasn’t merely Yang Yuan but a unity of Yin and Yang.
Indeed, the woman was engaging in dual cultivation with Tie Dan, healing and adjusting the hidden dangers in his lungs, and transferring refined essence to him to adjust and repair his Dao Body.
With each breath, as her lips and teeth moved slightly, the woman naturally noticed Tie Dan had awakened. She then straightened up and stood from Tie Dan’s body. Her facial features seemed somewhat familiar at first glance, as if he had seen her somewhere, but she was unadorned, and the surroundings were pitch black, leaving no reference point, so he couldn’t remember who she was.
Before Tie Dan could regain his memory and comprehend the situation, the woman took out a medicine bottle from somewhere. She took a sip in front of Tie Dan and then leaned down to feed it to him mouth-to-mouth.
A cool medicinal liquid flowed into his throat, seeming like some poison or anesthetic, instantly shutting down all his senses. Tie Dan then fell into a deep sleep once again.
When he awoke again, Tie Dan found himself lying in a tent, his entire body bandaged like a mummy. His mouth and nose were filled with a strange mix of blood, sweat, herbal medicine, and rotten flesh smell, and his ears were constantly bombarded by moans of pain. He turned his head and saw that surrounding him were heaps of injured soldiers with severed limbs, some of whom were still wailing while others had rotted in their beds without anyone attending to them, painting a scene of purgatorial carnage. He wondered if the previous visions were just a fleeting glimpse before death.
Attempting to move his body, Tie Dan discovered that although his Dao Power was still empty and his Essence Blood was nearly depleted, his meridians and lungs had mostly healed, allowing him to sit up with some effort.
"Hey! Stay lying down! Do you have a death wish?"
Someone entered the tent to change his medicine and, seeing Tie Dan trying to get up with support from his knife, hurriedly pushed him back onto the bed.
With his muscles still not functioning well, Tie Dan didn’t resist and quietly stared at the person.
The person had a white face with a moustache, appearing to be an ordinary schoolteacher. However, he was wearing an apron stained with blood, making it unclear if he had become a butcher or a medical officer, or perhaps both.
"Where am I?"
"Where? Has your brain been damaged?"
The medical officer glanced at the bloody marks seeping from Tie Dan’s forehead, lifted a part of the tent, revealing the towering city walls in the distance.
"Suiyang."
"...How long has it been?"
The medical officer sat on a small stool and began changing Tie Dan’s bandages.
"Last night, the rebel army organized vanguard Death Soldiers and launched a fierce night attack, creating a Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea. They nearly breached Vessel City. If not for the brave warriors who fought desperately, the city would have almost fallen.
You were dragged out of a pile of corpses, firmly gripping your knife, without a single piece of good flesh left on your body. Do you remember any of it?"
"..."
Tie Dan looked at the blood handprint on the knife, thinking the person might have saved the wrong person.
"Alas... Anyway, you’re so injured now that you can’t help with anything, just focus on recovering. Leave the rest to us." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Tie Dan, of course, was not going to obediently lie down. Once the medical officer left to attend to other wounded, he propped himself up with his knife and limped out of the tent.
He still remembered saving people in Liangdu... and failing... Curse it, Emei, this grudge will be avenged...
Tie Dan vividly recalled being ambushed by the Emei Six Monsters, severely injured by the Tribulation Extinguishing Immortal Light. He desperately wanted to kill all the Emei, but suddenly someone blinded him, clouded his divine sense, and he vaguely remembered being pinned down by four people and beaten mercilessly until he lost consciousness. As for how he ended up in Suiyang, he really couldn’t recall...
Maybe it was the divine sect’s handprint on the knife that led to a mistaken identity. Nevertheless, it wasn’t surprising they saved the wrong person. The city indeed housed a mix of a large army, with chaotic flags and armor. There were local garrison troops, retreating guards, Domain Army from various regions, house servants from Gate Valve, native militia, as well as civilian conscripts and Rangers from the populace. Combined, these ragtag groups surprisingly numbered several ten-thousands.
