Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 597 Refining Medicine and Healing

There was strong killing intent in Ding Hao’s words, which made the people around him shiver.

People could almost envision the downfall of the major demon clans, with mountains of skulls and rivers of blood.

Huang Rong wiped her tears and said firmly, “I’ll go with you!”

Ding Hao nodded and said, “All right, we will go together. Let’s wipe out the demon clan in Snow Province.”

If those words had come out of someone else’s mouth, they would have been treated as the ravings of a complete lunatic.

After all, the Demon Clan had an absolute advantage in both the population size and the number of experts in the whole Snow Province, which could almost apply to the entire Land of Infinity. Even the inspector of the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost had no power to wipe out the Demon Clan in Snow Province.

However, Ding Hao’s words gave people a feeling of assurance as if it was a matter of course.

In the past few days, Ding Hao had deeply impressed everyone, leading them to believe that there was nothing in the world that he could not achieve.

Huang Rong nodded firmly.

After talking with Yin Zuimo for a while, Ding Hao learned that Li Wushuang and several other disciples of the Heavenly Sound Valley, who had obtained the quota to enter the Sage Battlefield, had been out of contact since then. No one knew if they were still alive. Ding Hao sighed slightly and told her everything he knew.

Back then in the city of the Highest Heaven, someone had seen a woman who seemed to be Li Wushuang. Unfortunately, there was no more news.

Although he saw the expectation in Yin Zuimo’s eyes, he could not give her a definitive answer.

After all, the Sage Battlefield was extremely dangerous. Even masters at the Demon Royal and the Martial Emperor realms might die. 10,000 young elites of the Human Clan and the Demon Clan in the Northern Region had entered the battlefield, but less than half of them survived. If there was no news in the next six months, it meant that those people might have died.

Ding Hao comforted her, “Don’t worry, Wushuang should be all right. Maybe she had other adventures in the Sage Battlefield. After all, this time was very different from the past. Apart from the ancient westbound road, the casualty rate was not very high.”

“We can only hope.” Yin Zuimo sighed slightly.

She also knew that Ding Hao had tried his best.

Yin Zuimo had heard that in the Giant Holy City Ding Hao had once taken the risk to rob the self-defense magic weapons from the Three Emperors of Central Province. He gave the stolen items to his friends, among whom were Li Wushuang and other disciples of the Heavenly Sound Valley. He had also given them the silver rings. If they had met in the Sage Battlefield, he would have taken good care of them.

Unfortunately, Li Wushuang was not so lucky: she never met Ding Hao and could only rely on her luck.

Ding Hao didn’t say more.

They hadn’t heard from Lin Xin, Li Canyang, Li Muyun, Liang Feixue, and others from the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, either. There had been no news about them thus far. No one knew where they were.

The people of the Heavenly Sound Valley stayed temporarily at the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

After entertained everyone, Ding Hao took the Mysterious Elixir of Magic Horns to Ximen Qianxue’s boudoir.

Thanks to the care of Li Yiruo and others from the Heavenly Sound Valley, despite being in a coma for more than four months, Ximen Qianxue was in good condition, full of vitality, with long and steady breaths.

After returning to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, Li Yiruo had stayed there temporarily to take care of Ximen Qianxue.

“Brother Hao!” The girl beamed brightly as she caught sight of him. She approached him, seeing that no one was around. Her delicate red lips gently pecked on his cheek. Ding Hao’s heart trembled violently because of the warm breath.

“Hehehe!” Adorable, the little dolphin, was becoming smarter and smarter. It covered her mouth to hide her grin, as if it was teasing her with its big eyes.

Li Yiruo glared at her pet, blushing.

After parting from the city of the Highest Heaven, Adorable finally returned to Li Yiruo’s side.

This little dolphin, who was of mysterious origin, had developed a strong attachment to Li Yiruo for some reason. It stayed with her almost every day. In contrast, Evil Moon, the fat cat, was not too reliable. He was heedless, always appearing and disappearing without warning, making trouble most of the time. It was obvious he didn’t care too much about Ding Hao.

Ximen Qianxue was lying quietly; Li Yiruo gently helped her to sit up.

Ding Hao took out a Mysterious Elixir of Magic Horns the size of a longan and carefully placed it in Ximen Qianxue’s mouth with warm water. The pill glowed with colors akin to flames.

External forces were needed to catalyze and push the elixir into each specific meridian channels and apertures. They also needed to warm Ximen Qianxue’s Divine Soul to help in her full recovery.

Li Yiruo was unable to perform this complicated task.

Ding Hao had to temporarily break the taboo between men and women. He sat cross-legged on the bed and placed his hands on the thin gauze, pressing on Ximen Qianxue’s fair and smooth back. Then, he ran the Heaven Fire Qi from the dantian in his chest. A warm golden brilliance exuded from his body, enveloping him and Ximen Qianxue.

A steady stream of warm Qi was constantly injected into Ximen Qianxue’s body through Ding Hao’s hands.

“It feels as if I were walking in endless darkness. Sometimes, I can feel everything around me.

“Today, I finally felt the breath of that young man again.

“How warm and familiar.

“Which year is it in the real world?

“How long has it been?

“One year? Two years? Or more than a decade?

“Have I aged a little? Is my hair gray? What traces has time left on my body over the years?” Ximen Qianxue asked herself in her heart.

When that pair of warm hands touched her back, she felt everything.

The heat on his hands was flowing into her body. It seemed to be the warmest touch in the world. Little by little, her senses seemed to be returning, which had been indefinitely vague and distant.

It was all getting better.

It seemed that the young man had finally refined the Mysterious Elixir of Magic Horns.

However, it must have taken a long time to refine such a divine-level medicine pellet. To gather the rare ingredients was already difficult enough, wasn’t it?

That young man must have spent a lot of time on it.

Ximen Qianxue suddenly felt a little nervous.

She was unaware of the things that had happened in the outside world while she was in a coma, nor did she know what she would see when she opened her eyes. Perhaps everything outside had changed, and many things she was familiar with were no longer the same. Maybe she had become gray-haired or deformed because of long-term sleep?

Being an alchemist, she knew full well about the various changes that would occur to a person’s body if one were to fall into a coma for a long time.

Somehow, at this moment, Ximen Qianxue couldn’t help but let her thoughts run wild.

It was the first time that she had been this self-conscious when it came to her appearance.

It was the first time that her mind was so restless. Her composure, which she had kept in the past few years as an alchemist, seemed to have vanished in an instant.

Ximen Qianxue suddenly remembered that her master had once said that she would encounter a setback which might be a blessing or a curse. As long as she survived it, she would rise and be transformed. There would be a man who would change her life…

Was it this young man?

Just as she struggled to remain calm, a familiar and serene voice suddenly reverberated in her mind—

“Madame Ximen, concentrate and guide your Qi. We only need one last push…”

Ding Hao could feel the disturbance of Qi in Ximen Qianxue’s body, so he reminded her softly.

He had to fully activate the Divine Senses in the seventh level of Mind Essential, the Heaven and Earth of the Will of the God, to carefully control his Qi and condense it in Ximen Qianxue’s dantian. Ding Hao not only wanted to wake her up but also help in restoring her strength and Qi seed.

Ximen Qianxue had an extremely special aptitude.

She could produce a mutated fire Qi, which could be turned into the top-grade flame, the Purple Nether Flame.

The Purple Nether Flame was powerful enough to be ranked in the top ten of the mutated fires in terms of its use in alchemy and combat. Under Ding Hao’s careful guidance, a weak and soft heat was gradually being regenerated, condensing in Ximen Qianxue’s dantian.

To ensure that there were no accidents, Ding Hao finally determined to slowly spread his Divine Senses inside her dantian, after some hesitation.

It was as if he was looking into his own body.

Ding Hao could see all the changes in her body and dantian.

To some extent, Ximen Qianxue was almost completely exposed to Ding Hao.

Ding Hao did hesitate for a long time, but considering that the priority should be saving her life, he could only do that.

With Ding Hao’s careful guidance, a small wisp of purple flame finally became brighter and brighter in Ximen Qianxue’s dantian, blooming with dazzling brilliance like a flawless crystal amber.

Ding Hao warmed the purple flame with Heaven Fire Qi and continued to strengthen it.

This was a very difficult process.

Ding Hao was the only one who could stimulate Ximen Qianxue’s torn dantian using his own Qi. It would have been impossible if it were any other person, without the Mind Essential and the Heaven Fire Qi, the raw flame from the Mysterious Earth Veins.

Time passed slowly.

Ximen Qianxue had completely woken up and could perceive everything.

At this time, she understood what was happening in her body. After some shock, she did not dare to slack off at all. She concentrated and cooperated with Ding Hao’s guidance.