Chapter 392: Resolving the Immortal
In any case, Chen Wuya said, cleaning the blood off his claws, I can teach you how to seal that immortal energy, if you have something for me in return.
Hui pressed his head back together, circulating his life qi to heal it shut. What would Senior like?
Ah, now youre learning. I sensed you entering Xui Jius realm earlier. How was she doing? Chen Wuya asked.
Eh? You know Senior Xui Jiu? Hui asked. Come to think of it, she indicated that she knew him as well. Him and Fen Long, as well, the mysterious senior with the hobby of locking other mysterious seniors up in hidden realms.
Chen Wuya nodded. She used to be a friend of mine. How was she?
Even as his thoughts began to form, Hui drew out his mental energy and shielded his thoughts from Chen Wuya. Er how do I tell him she was a psychotic drunkard hell-bent on soaking the qi of random cultivators into alcohol to make the strangest spirits of all time, whose liquor I stole and then set on fire? Hui wondered, frowning.
Red eyes flashed. Not well? Chen Wuya asked.
I shouldnt lie, though! I shouldnt lie to Senior. After all, Fen Long is the Patriarch of All-Heavens Sect, so I can likely recruit Chen Wuya to attack All-Heavens Sect with me. Hopefully he wont kill this small clone Hui grit his teeth. Senior
The truth. Tell him the truth!
Yes? Chen Wuya asked.
Hui smiled and drew out a vial. Would you like some liquor?
Ah, you have some of her liquor? Fantastic, fantastic. To tell the truth, I was more a friend of her liquor than a friend of hers, Chen Wuya said, hopping over smilingly.
Ah Im selling all my morals here. Feeding Senior me-flavored liquor from the senior whom I set on fire ah, well, it was Sectgoer who did that, not me, so I shouldnt be the one to take the blame! Still smiling, Hui drew out some cups and poured liquor for Chen Wuya, then held the cup up to the crow.
Chen Wuya hopped onto Huis arm and clacked up some of the liquor, gulping it down and splashing it all over Hui. Huis arm grew weaker as the liquor soaked the qi out of it, but he forced himself to hold it up rather than dump Chen Wuya on the ground.
After a moment, he stuck his tongue out. Ugh. Why does it remind me of you?
No reason, no reason, Hui said, still smiling.
In any case, if you have her liquor, why not use it on him? Chen Wuya suggested, hopping off Huis arm again.
Eh eh! Thats right. This liquor was brewed by a mysterious senior and can draw the qi out of all sorts of strange beings. Maybe itll work against Immortal qi, too!
Immortal-qi-infused liquor I wonder what I can do with that? Huis eyes shone. He looked at the vial, then at the man on the table. Rather than pouring it over the man, he summoned one of the giant bottles out of his storage space, then placed the man into it. He poured liquor from the vial into the bottle, soaking the man in it.
You have one of her bottles, as well? Those arent easy for her to make. She must have taken a shine to you, Chen Wuya commented.
Hui laughed lightly.
Chen Wuya whipped his head around. His eyes narrowed. You killed her, didnt you.
No! No. How would this small cultivator even manage that? Hui said, shaking his head insistently. I didnt kill her, I really didnt! Probably uh, I guess I didnt check if she was alive after I set her room on fire and burned all her liquor down
A heavy sigh came from the crow. Chen Wuya shook his head at Hui. I cant blame you. She the last time I saw her, she was deeply inflicted with her heart-demon. Even if you killed her, it might have been the only way to free her from her demon.
Chen Wuya landed back on Huis shoulder and began to preen himself. Obviously, he appeared out of nowhere for that, then vanished again. Hes a troublesome child, a troublesome old friend of mine.
Thats right. The two of you were childhood friends, right?
The crow on his shoulder hummed.
Hui glanced at him. Chen Wuyas eyes had shut. He snoozed gently beside Hui.
Sighing, Hui shook his head. I guess I cant expect too much from prying. Chen Wuya has his guard up, even when hes drunk.
He walked over to the patient, who floated over the lotus beasts palms. Pressing two fingertips to the mans forehead, he quickly inspected his meridians and the flow of his qi. Everything seems normal his passages are a bit damaged, but a little bit of life qi can fix that. He drew a bit of life qi out and threaded it through the mans body. Where the life qi passed, the damage to his passages healed.
The man trembled, his brows furrowing. His eyes snapped open. He grabbed ahold of Huis wrist, wild gaze burning into Huis. No.
Elder Brother, please. Im healing you, Hui explained.
Im no slut, I wont let anyone but Gui Yutong touch me! the man snarled.
Eh, what is Elder Brothers name again? Hui searched his memory, but came up short. Oh well. He gave the man a kindly smile. Please, Elder Brother. Gui Yutong brought you here. Shes the one who asked me to heal you. Please allow me to obey her wishes and fix your broken body.
The mans brows furrowed. He blinked slowly. The strength left his wrist. I what, what happened? I remember protecting her, but then she
Hui smiled. He gently pressed the man back down on the lotus beast. Rest. You need to rest and recover.
As he spoke, he continued to circulate life qi through the mans passages. At last, he finished the circulation and extracted his qi. The mans brows furrowed faintly, but he let his eyes shut, protesting no further. Within a second, he, too, was dead asleep.
Hui glanced at Chen Wuya on his shoulders, then at the man sleeping over the lotus beasts hands. Is everyone going to take a nap? Ying Lin is sleeping, too. Maybe I should take a nap.
No, no. First, lets return this Elder Brother to Gui Yutong. Hui snapped his fingers, releasing the barrier on the room. He paused, then quickly sent the giant bottle away.
His vision darkened, and he sagged a bit, on the verge of passing out. Hui pressed his hand against the wall of the chamber and breathed deeply, circulating his qi to recover. Moving that bottle around takes a lot out of me. That, and healing doing the two on top of each other is exhausting.
At last, his vision recovered. Hui looked at the lotus beast, then gestured at the bed. Go ahead and lay him down again. Theres no need to carry him around like that.
The lotus beast chirped and tossed the man lightly onto the bed.
Not likeoh, whatever, Hui muttered. He wasnt externally injured. All his injuries are qi-based. It shouldnt be a problem if hes tossed around a little bit, since its not as if his physical body was injured.
He pushed his hair back and tapped the door. It whooshed open. Gui Yutong stared up, her eyes wide. How is he?
Ive healed him, Hui declared, crossing his arms.
Gui Yutong ran to his side and embraced him, then paused. She sniffed. Why does it smell like alcohol in here?
Hui coughed. Er, dont worry about that, Elder Sister
Its especially strong on Wu Fanyun, she muttered, then touched his clothes. Damp?
Ah, so thats his name no, wait. Thats not whats important here. Hui cleared his throat. The mysteries of healing are vast, indeed.