Chapter 18
The three of them were thrown about, dazed and disoriented, their heads spinning with stars dancing before their eyes.
Le Li suddenly felt as if her internal organs had shifted out of place, a sharp pain shooting to the crown of her head, hot blood relentlessly rising to her throat.
Yu Sulan and Situ Chang, who were receiving more focused care, fared no better; their bodies felt as if countless tiny knives were slicing through them, the pain piercing their hearts. They coughed up a mouthful of blood, unable to rise for a long time.
In such circumstances, no matter the pain, they had to endure it—they had to leave this place of conflict as soon as possible!
Le Li lay on the ground, suppressing the chaotic flow of her energy and blood, hastily swallowing a healing pill. Gritting her teeth, she prepared to rise slowly. As she slightly lifted her head, she noticed a small, palm-sized bundle of flesh nearby, startling her so much that her eyelashes trembled.
Upon closer inspection, she realized it was a newborn cloud mink cub, no more than two days old. It was tiny, its eyes still shut, with a long tail curled against its body. It was likely caught up in the whirlpool’s vortex and swept here, now faintly breathing, its life hanging by a thread.
Le Li was in no condition to care for the fragile cub; she turned to the side and, with Yu Sulan’s support, stood up while also helping Situ Chang.
After regaining some composure, Yu Sulan summoned her spirit sword, and Situ Chang flung forth his Purple-Gold Gourd, intending to leave swiftly.
Le Li scanned around with her divine sense but found no sign of the mother mink. If she had been here, she had surely fled in terror by now. Though pressed for time, Le Li’s heart softened with pity. She bent down, scooped up the little creature, wrapped it in an old piece of clothing, and hurried after Yu Sulan. They swiftly took to the air, guided by their magical instruments.
Along the way, they poured some spiritual spring water into the cub’s mouth. Whether it would survive was left to fate.
After flying over a hundred miles, they finally spotted a small town ahead. Nearing it, Yu Sulan’s tension eased suddenly. She and Le Li touched down, and Situ Chang retracted his Purple-Gold Gourd to stand with them. By this time, the pain in all three had somewhat subsided.
Laughter burst from their throats, a relief born from surviving such a harrowing ordeal.
“The sect master’s reputation still comes in handy,” Situ Chang gasped for breath.
Yu Sulan shook her head lightly. “Such a pity, the best Purple Brilliant Crystals are still down there.”
“Senior Sister, life is the most important thing. Luckily, that elder didn’t let us take out the Purple Brilliant Crystals,” Le Li replied. Compared to Yu Sulan and Situ Chang, she had gained the fewest crystals. Her cultivation was lower, making mining more difficult. But what she had was enough to forge her own destined magical treasure later, and she was content.
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