After Qi Xianqing had fallen asleep, Yan Jue stayed by her bedside a bit longer, checking her condition before finally standing up.
From her Qiankun pouch, Yan Jue took out the glass chalice she'd just bought at the Ten-Thousand Demons Pavilion and set it down on the stone bed. She then took out a small dagger and lightly slashed her wrist.
Blood trickled out slowly.
Yan Jue winced, instinctively shutting her eyes. She had always feared pain, especially these strange rituals.
Though she bled less than she had earlier at the Wanbao Tower, the loss of blood, combined with the previous draw, brought a wave of weakness over her, and her spiritual energy felt like it was beginning to dissipate. Beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks, and she could feel her strength waning.
But Qi Xianqing had saved her life so many times before.
For Qi Xianqing's sake, she didn't hesitate.
After painstakingly following Song Miyun's steps to draw the blood, Yan Jue applied a medicinal powder and bandaged the wound before getting back to work.
She placed nine small candles around the cave and poured a vial of "Wu Xian Elixir," given to her by Song Miyun, into the glass chalice.
The blood of a Nine-Tailed Fox demon by itself had little effect. However, when mixed with other ingredients, it held extraordinary properties.
As the fox blood blended with the pale-gray Wu Xian Elixir, the liquid gradually turned a soft golden hue.
Sweating, Yan Jue carefully carried the chalice over to the stone bed and used Purple Secret Wine to clean Qi Xianqing's knee wound once more.
Then, she brought the chalice to Qi Xianqing's lips.
In a half-conscious daze, Qi Xianqing felt a sweet liquid flow down her throat, and caught the soothing scent of sandalwood from Yan Jue.
Eyes closed, she instinctively swallowed what Yan Jue offered, but, drinking quickly, some of the liquid slipped past her lips, trailing down her cheek.
Kneeling beside her, Yan Jue watched the delicate yet striking scene before her, and her throat tightened involuntarily. In such a dire moment, what was she even thinking...
The fox blood infusion contained a potent spiritual energy that would help repair Qi Xianqing's meridians.
After making sure Qi Xianqing had swallowed the elixir, Yan Jue, utterly drained, retreated to the back corner of the cave, where she transformed into a small fox with six red tails curling behind her. In this form, she curled up and fell asleep.
At last, Qi Xianqing's bleeding had stopped.
Every day, Yan Jue would feed Qi Xianqing medicinal herbs to restore her meridians, then wash her wound with Purple Secret Wine, and meticulously wipe away the remaining pus and blood with a cloth. Her care for Qi Xianqing was attentive in every detail.
She owed Qi Xianqing so much; one day, she would have to repay it all, Yan Jue thought.
Qi Xianqing, being a sword cultivator with a strong constitution, recovered faster thanks to the fox blood treatment. By the fourth day, she regained full consciousness.
The first thing Qi Xianqing did upon waking was search for Yan Jue's presence.
Hearing the stir, Yan Jue immediately sat up with a gentle smile. "Senior Sister, you're awake?"
For days, Yan Jue had barely left the cave except to freshen up, her robe still in tatters, her wrist bound in white cloth.
Qi Xianqing's eyes softened as she stood, only for her legs to buckle. She grabbed the wall for support.
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