Chapter 7598
Black Dragon Temple
A moment later, Bai Shijing gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger and resentment, and turned to lead the group of experts from the Bai family away from the summit of Wanhua Mountain in a huff...
He knew that he could only endure what happened today and find another opportunity to take revenge on Xiao Chen and the Black Dragon Taoist.
Dozens of seconds later, the once noisy, chaotic, and murderous Wanhua Mountain became completely deserted, leaving only bloodstains, broken weapons, and scattered debris, a scene of utter devastation.
The night wind howled, stirring up dust and bloodstains on the ground with a mournful sound. The bright moonlight poured down, cold and lonely, casting its light on the empty mountaintop, adding to the desolate atmosphere.
Inside the Black Dragon Temple, the hustle and bustle of the outside world is completely different, and the place exudes simplicity and tranquility.
Along the path paved with blue bricks, several ancient pine trees stand, their branches swaying and rustling in the wind.
The air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood and herbs, instantly dispelling most of the restlessness in one's heart.
The Black Dragon Taoist carefully helped Xiao Chen into a quiet room. The room was simply furnished with only a wooden bed, a table and chairs, and a medicine stove. The light was soft and the room was exceptionally quiet, making it the perfect place to recuperate and regulate one's breathing.
He gently placed Xiao Chen on the soft wooden bed, his movements tender, as if afraid of aggravating his wounds.
Then, the Black Dragon Taoist took out a warm and smooth jade bottle from his bosom. The jade bottle was pure white, with fine patterns engraved on it, and it emitted a faint spiritual aura.
He unscrewed the bottle stopper and poured out a round, plump, bright red pill. As soon as the pill was taken out, a rich medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air, refreshing and delightful.
He carefully fed the pill to Xiao Chen's mouth and whispered, "Open your mouth."
Xiao Chen obediently opened his mouth, and the pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth. A gentle yet powerful medicinal force slid down his throat and into his body, spreading slowly like a warm current.
It nourished his damaged meridians and internal organs, and the intense pain in his body was greatly reduced. His originally disordered breathing gradually became stable.
"This is a third-grade healing pill that I refined. Its effects are mild. I'll use it to stabilize your injuries first."
The Black Dragon Taoist sat by the bed, looking at Xiao Chen, and said in a gentle tone, "You are seriously injured. Your meridians are severely damaged and your true energy is exhausted. You need to rest for a while and must not rush into fighting."
Xiao Chen nodded slowly, his eyes still showing weariness. He raised his head, his gaze calmly meeting that of the Black Dragon Taoist, and asked softly, a hint of doubt and gratitude in his voice:
"Senior, why did you save me? We are complete strangers and have no grudges against each other. You don't need to offend so many powerful forces in the Central Region for my sake."
The Black Dragon Taoist glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a profound and unfathomable expression. His tone was calm, yet carried a hint of casualness:
"There's no particular reason, it's just that you, little guy, are to my liking."
After speaking, he stood up, turned around to look at Qin Xianglan, who was standing to the side, her nerves constantly on edge, and instructed in a gentler tone:
“Young lady, you stay here to take care of him. Keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn’t move around or let anyone disturb his rest. I’m going to the back mountain to gather some herbs and make a medicinal soup to heal his wounds. I’ll be back soon.”
Qin Xianglan nodded vigorously, her eyes firm and her tone respectful: "Senior, rest assured, I will take good care of Mr. Xiao and will never let anything happen to him, nor will I allow anyone to disturb him!"
The Black Dragon Taoist nodded in satisfaction, said no more, turned and walked out of the meditation room, gently closing the door behind him. His figure quickly disappeared into the quiet Taoist temple.
In the quiet room, only Xiao Chen and Qin Xianglan remained, and the atmosphere became exceptionally quiet, with only their soft breathing remaining.
Qin Xianglan walked quickly to the bedside, sat gently on the edge of the bed, and looked at Xiao Chen's body covered in wounds.
Seeing his tattered clothes and bloodied body, her eyes instantly reddened, her nose tingled, and her heart was filled with guilt and self-reproach. "Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry..."
Her voice choked with sobs, her head bowed, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her tone filled with self-reproach.
"It's all my fault for being so useless; I can't help you at all."
When those people attacked you just now, I could only stand outside and watch, watch you get hurt, watch you fall into a desperate situation, and I couldn't do anything, I couldn't even get close to you..."
Seeing her guilty expression, Xiao Chen didn't say anything, but slowly raised his hand and gently touched her cheek with his fingertips...
There was a noticeable red swelling there, warm to the touch, clearly a wound left from being pushed and hitting a rock during the chaos.
Qin Xianglan was startled by his sudden action, her body stiffened slightly, a faint blush instantly rose on her cheeks, and her heartbeat quickened involuntarily.
Her breathing became rapid, and her eyes darted away, unable to meet Xiao Chen's gaze.
Xiao Chen slowly withdrew his hand, his tone calm yet carrying a subtle tenderness, and softly said:
"Don't blame yourself, you did a great job. In that situation, you managed to protect yourself and not cause any trouble, which already helped me."
Qin Xianglan raised her head and looked into Xiao Chen's calm eyes. Finally, the tears in her eyes couldn't be held back and slid down her cheeks, dripping onto her clothes and spreading out a small wet patch.
Xiao Chen glanced at her, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes, and said firmly, "Once I'm healed, I'll avenge you."
Qin Xianglan was stunned, her tears instantly stopping, her eyes filled with confusion, and she subconsciously asked, "Revenge? What revenge?"
Xiao Chen nodded slowly, his gaze fixed on the window, his eyes cold, his tone resolute and unwavering:
"Bai Shijing just stood by and watched me being attacked by dozens of people. Not only did he not stop it, but he also attacked me so ruthlessly and even allowed his men to injure you."
I will settle this score with him. What he owes us, I will collect it all, bit by bit.
Qin Xianglan opened her mouth, as if to say something...
She knew that Bai Shijing was powerful and the Bai family was influential, making revenge extremely difficult. However, seeing Xiao Chen's determined eyes, she ultimately said nothing and simply nodded.
She knew Xiao Chen well; he always kept his word and did what he said he would do. Since he had said he would take revenge, he would definitely do it, no matter how difficult the road ahead, he would never back down.
As night fell, all was quiet, and the Black Dragon Temple was so quiet that one could hear the rustling of leaves in the wind outside the window.
Qin Xianglan stayed by Xiao Chen's bedside. The tension and worry of the past few days had left her exhausted. Before she knew it, she lay down by the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes, looking at her sleeping appearance, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, then he calmed his mind, sat up cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, and his mind instantly sank into the immortal palace in his body.
Inside the Immortal Abode, the Soul Tower still hovered in mid-air, emitting a faint golden light. The four Mo brothers stood below the Soul Tower, quietly waiting for him, their faces filled with worry and relief. (End of Chapter)