Chapter 27: Healing
Ling Song was meditating to heal. Perhaps because the atmosphere around him had changed after he woke up, no more cultivators appeared.
Xie Bailu’s life had been saved by Ling Song, but she couldn’t heal herself. Bored with waiting, she went “exploring” with Xiao Xing.
It was already dark, but fortunately, the moonlight was bright. After a while, Xie Bailu discovered a rabbit’s warren nearby.
She took Xiao Xing with her and focused on finding the rabbit’s warren. With the help of Xiao Xing’s agile body, she successfully caught a rabbit.
It was a gray rabbit, and it felt quite meaty. Xie Bailu tied the rabbit with a cloth strip and suddenly asked Xiao Xing curiously, “Xiao Xing, can you eat?”
Xiao Xing was speechless. “…?” Why ask if an artifact spirit can eat? Does an artifact spirit need to eat?
Xiao Xing didn’t understand, but it still replied, “I can, but I don’t need to.”
Xie Bailu said, “I’m a little hungry for roasted rabbit.”
She rubbed the rabbit’s little head and said softly, “Little cutie, are you willing to be my midnight snack?”
She pressed the rabbit’s head and nodded it twice.
She pretended to be pleasantly surprised and smiled. “Great! You’re such a good rabbit, sacrificing yourself for the greater good!”
Xiao Xing was speechless. “…?” What is she doing?!
Xie Bailu ignored it, found a water source, and turned the rabbit into rabbit meat. She had already killed a person, so killing a rabbit was naturally no problem.
Then, she gathered firewood, lit it, and slowly roasted the honey-coated rabbit meat on a branch.
Thanks to her trip to White Rock City, she had acquired many mortal things and food, so she wasn’t lacking anything now.
After a while, the sweet smell of honey mixed with the aroma of meat wafted through the air.
Xie Bailu took out the dagger she had bought at the Treasure Pavilion and cut off a small piece of rabbit meat that was already sizzling with oil, and put it in her mouth.
Hmm, a bit tough, but in this wilderness, it’s good to have something to eat.
Thanks to the good constitution of a cultivator, she didn’t have to worry about getting diarrhea from eating raw water or raw meat, nor was she afraid of ordinary parasites in nature.
Xie Bailu ate while thinking about random things, and also teased Xiao Xing, asking if it wanted some, which was rejected with disgust.
After eating the whole rabbit, Xie Bailu suddenly realized that she had been a little too relaxed just now.
She peeked at Ling Song. He was still healing and hadn’t moved.
She sat down by a tree and looked at him, feeling a little amused. Perhaps because she knew that she would be fine until he had healed her and let her continue to run, and that even if someone else wanted to kill her, Ling Song wouldn’t let them, she had been very relaxed just now.
How interesting. In front of a person who wanted to kill her and could easily do so, she could still feel relaxed.
When Ling Song finished meditating, Xie Bailu had already fallen asleep against a tree out of boredom.
Xie Bailu’s posture was the same as when she was about to die earlier. The moment Ling Song saw it, he suddenly frowned, almost thinking she had died from her injuries.
Fortunately, a cultivator’s keen senses allowed him to hear Xie Bailu’s relatively strong breathing.
He stood up and walked to Xie Bailu, squatting down. Her already pale face looked like a lifeless mannequin in the moonlight.
Xie Bailu was a light sleeper and was suddenly startled awake. The first thing she saw was Ling Song, who was very close.
Her heart rate instantly soared. She took a deep breath and said, “Is it my turn?”
Ling Song said, “Wait, let’s chat for a while.”
Xie Bailu was speechless. “…?”
Ling Song sat down face to face in front of Xie Bailu, his long legs squeezing her space, forcing her to curl up her legs.
She looked at Ling Song, who was smiling at her with his chin in his hand, and held back a sleepy yawn, resigning herself to her fate. “What do you want to talk about?”
Let this chat be the reward for him healing me!
Ling Song said, “Let’s talk about your hometown.”
Xie Bailu paused. “Aren’t all hometowns the same? What’s there to talk about?”
Ling Song said, “Others’ might be the same, but yours is definitely different. I’ve never seen a mortal like you.”
Xie Bailu said bluntly, “That’s because you’ve seen too few mortals. In the eyes of a cultivator, especially a high-level cultivator, what’s the difference between a mortal and an ant? Even if there were a thousand or ten thousand mortals in front of you, you would turn a blind eye.”
Ling Song chuckled. “Didn’t I see you?”
Xie Bailu said, “…Then I really thank you.”
Ling Song laughed, his smile clean and clear, not at all like a madman who killed without batting an eye.
Xie Bailu was stunned for a moment, then smiled. “Let’s not talk. We can’t develop any feelings from talking, and it will give me the illusion that I can reform you.”
Ling Song didn’t seem to hear the disgust in Xie Bailu’s words and said with a smile, “Why can’t we talk? That evil cultivator also talked to me before he died. He was looking for a blood demon condensed core. It’s with you, right?”
Ling Song casually took Xie Bailu’s storage bag, found the blood demon condensed core, put it in his own storage bag, and gave her a bright smile. “To offset your life.”
Xie Bailu was almost dumbfounded as she watched his smooth movements, completely speechless. She really, really wanted to cry. He could have just robbed her directly, but he had to pretend to be friendly and chat with her, turning the topic to the condensed core before snatching it. The service experience was maxed out!
While Xie Bailu was speechless, Ling Song took out another pill, stuffed it into Xie Bailu’s mouth, and when he withdrew his hand, his thumb slid to the side, wiping something off and rubbing it, sniffing it under his nose. “Honey?”
The pill melted in her mouth, like a cool spring flowing through Xie Bailu’s meridians, slightly soothing her scarred body.
A moment later, she heard Ling Song’s words clearly. She blinked, and just as she was about to explain, she heard Ling Song say, “The seasoning for your little cutie?”
Xie Bailu was stunned. She hadn’t expected him to be able to hear the outside world while he was meditating. Then she heard Ling Song say with a smile, “Little cutie, an interesting name. In that case, you’re also my little cutie.”
Xie Bailu was speechless. “…”
She thought of the scene where she had called the rabbit “little cutie” before she was about to kill it for its meat, and she instantly understood what Ling Song meant. In his eyes, “little cutie” was equivalent to prey.
But to Xie Bailu, him calling her “little cutie” gave her goosebumps.
She gave an awkward but polite smile, trying to change the subject. “Then do you want some honey? It’s delicious for roasting meat.”
She was just being polite, but Ling Song, a Golden Core cultivator who had long since reached the stage of Bigu and didn’t need to eat, actually took a jar of honey from her storage bag.
Xie Bailu’s heart trembled. Honey was expensive and hard to find. She didn’t have much. And if she gave it to him, he wouldn’t be grateful. In the end, he would still kill her. It was a pure loss!
But she held back and didn’t say anything. Since you’ve taken my things, you can’t blame me if you’re killed by me in the future!
Ling Song put away the honey and casually grabbed Xie Bailu’s wrist in the same posture as when they were chatting.
He was using his own spiritual energy to get rid of the rampaging foreign spiritual energy in Xie Bailu’s body. With her body as a battlefield, she naturally didn’t feel good. Fortunately, she was protected by the medicinal power of the pill she had taken earlier, so it wasn’t particularly unbearable.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Bailu’s forehead was covered in cold sweat. She looked up at Ling Song and saw that his face was also pale. He probably wasn’t feeling good either.
Perhaps he had only recovered his injuries to the point where he could just barely heal her. His injuries this time might be even more serious than the last time he fought with the evil cultivator’s junior brother. It was impossible for him to be completely healed after only healing for such a short time. His cultivation was a major realm lower than that evil cultivator’s. He must have self-harmed to forcibly increase his cultivation. It was hard to say if his self-inflicted wounds had even healed.
Xie Bailu felt that he was living as if there was no tomorrow, completely disregarding any after-effects or hidden dangers, and recklessly consuming himself.
As Ling Song withdrew his hand, Xie Bailu suddenly asked, “Do you have a terminal illness that won’t let you live past a certain age?”
Ling Song looked at her in surprise. “Why do you ask?”
Xie Bailu thought, From his reaction, it seems not. She smiled faintly. “If you do, then I just have to drag it out until then, and I’ll be free, right?”
Ling Song laughed with pleasure and patted Xie Bailu’s shoulder. “Good ambition. If I really have such a terminal illness, I won’t forget to send you on your way first before I die.”
Xie Bailu was speechless. “…” You dog of a man, I wish you a violent death tomorrow.
Ling Song looked at the sky. “You can continue to run at dawn.”
With that, he went back to his original spot and sat down to meditate.
Xie Bailu realized that her guess was probably true. He was probably afraid that if she died, there would be no more fun, so he had to heal her first.
She didn’t waste any more time and focused on healing the wound in her Dantian. Ling Song had only gotten rid of the spiritual energy that belonged to that evil cultivator. The rest of the injuries had to be healed by Xie Bailu herself.
The small forest was suddenly quiet. Until the sky gradually brightened, Xie Bailu opened her eyes.
Ling Song was still in the same posture.
Xie Bailu stood up. She had already taken two steps when she turned back and looked at Ling Song from a distance, bargaining, “Young Master Ling, give me some more time this time. I promise to give you more surprises.”
Ling Song opened his eyes and stared at Xie Bailu as if thinking about something. After a long while, under Xie Bailu’s expectant gaze, he nodded. “One month.”
Xie Bailu’s heart leaped with joy, and she raised her eyebrows and smiled. “Then see you next time.”
She turned around and her smile disappeared. One month, is it? This time, I’ll have to think carefully about how to get rid of Ling Song.
After Xie Bailu’s figure disappeared into the dense forest, Ling Song took out the blood demon condensed core from his storage bag. He stared at it for a long time, his fingers closing, his expression slowly turning cold.