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Chapter 738: He brought it on himself.

Yu Xia continued to condense her mental energy into sharp spikes and stab them into Xiwei's brain. He quickly pressed her hand down, "Alright, alright, if you keep stabbing my brain, it'll be ruined."

Yu Xia: "Are you leaving or not?"

Xiwei grabbed the back of the chair and pulled himself closer to Yu Xia, so close that if he leaned forward, he could kiss those red lips he had longed for for so long.

"I was just worried about you, so I borrowed their bodies for a bit and chatted with you, and you beat me up instead."

Yu Xia, whose leg was folded in half, asked, "Are you trying to communicate with me?"

Sevi smiled: "What's the problem?"

Yu Xia replied expressionlessly, "What do you think?"

Sevi leaned closer. "Isn't this how guides and sentries communicate?"

"Katherine and the others can kiss you, so why can't I? You're being too biased. Be careful, or I might turn evil."

Yu Xia was amused by his words and turned her head to smile.

Sevier bent her index finger and turned her face towards him. "So, are you going to let me kiss you or not?"

Yu Xia pushed his hand away. "I was acting with them then. How can that be the same?"

"Then how about you act with me?" Xiwei stared at Yu Xia's lips, his body getting closer and closer, until the knee of the leg that Yu Xia was hanging on his shoulder was almost touching his shoulder.

Yu Xia pushed his head away with both hands and leaned back as far as she could, "Get out of here."

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Seeing her resistance, Sevi released her. He took her leg off his shoulder, intending to kiss it, but then remembered that this body wasn't his, and gave up.

"Never mind," Sevi sighed softly. "I don't want to let this guy get away with it."

Xiwei pulled Yu Xia's skirt up to cover her exposed knees, "But I still need to collect some interest."

Yu Xia smiled and kicked his shoulder lightly. "Do you think I owe you anything?"

Sevi glanced at his shoulder and raised an eyebrow. "Then I misspoke. Can I repay the favor?"

Yu Xia said, "Doing whatever I say is how you repay a debt of gratitude."

Sevier half-squatted, leaning forward, and rested her hands on either side of her chair as she looked at her. "I'm the kind of person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and enmity."

Yu Xia shrank back. "So, what are you trying to tell me?"

Xiwei said, "It means repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge."

Yu Xia pushed him, "Stop causing trouble, you can live a few more days."

Sevi looked at her and smiled, "What's the point of living a long life if it's meaningless and tasteless?"

"Oh?" Yu Xia: "Then you were imprisoned in the border outpost for so long, how could you not have survived until now?"

Sevi: "That place isn't as boring as you think, but it does get boring after a while, so I came here."

Yu Xia nodded and said seriously, "You're tired of living, coming here to die."

Sevi laughed heartily, her eyes clear, deep, and carefree.

"She's been sleeping for almost a whole day."

Kleeman stood by the bed, his brow furrowed as he watched the girl sink into the soft mattress.

Xize, who had been summoned, observed the girl's condition, opened his medical kit, took out testing equipment, and sat down by the bed.

Yu Xia had her back to them, hugging a pillow, curled up, and breathing heavily.

Both sentries could tell from her breathing that she wasn't asleep and that she seemed to be in great discomfort.

“Guide Yu, I need to check your body,” Xize said to the girl.

Yu Xia opened her eyes and slowly turned around.

When Xize saw her pale and tired face, his expression became serious.

Kleeman felt a burning anxiety and urged Caesar, "Hurry up and examine her. Is she affected by the pollution, or is it some other illness?"

Caesar used the medical testing equipment to scan Yu Xia. While waiting for the results, he asked Kleeman, "How long has she been like this?"

After thinking for a moment, Kleeman said, "She started to feel down two or three days ago. She's been sleeping longer and longer, but she has trouble falling asleep and is easily startled awake."

As Caesar listened to Kleeman's description and looked at the data on the testing equipment, he asked, "What about his diet?"

Kleeman turned to look at the dining table; she had gotten up groggily at noon and eaten a meal.

“She’s eating well.” Kleeman’s gaze returned to Yu Xia. “Although she loves to sleep, she still eats three meals a day. She has always had a good appetite.”

Xize also noticed the food on the table, and seeing the few remaining scraps on the plates, he said, "Don't tell me she ate all of this by herself?"

Kleeman: "I also ate a few bites."

Xize took a deep breath and asked patiently, "How many bites did you eat? Or did you eat more or less while she ate? Be clear."

Kleeman was impatient, but because it concerned Yu Xia's health, he still explained to Xize in detail about her diet over the past few days.

Is there a problem with the food?

Xize gave him a look that was hard to describe.

Kleeman: "What exactly is the problem?"

Xize didn't really want to talk to this young master who had grown stronger but whose intelligence hadn't improved at all.

He sat by Yu Xia's bedside, reaching out to examine her abdomen, but stopped just before his fingertips touched it.

“I need an assistant,” Caesar said to Kleeman.

"What assistant? Can't you treat her by yourself?" Kleeman didn't want more people around Yu Xia and didn't quite agree with Xize's request.

“What do you want? I’ll have someone get it for you,” Kleeman said. “Or do you need someone to do something for you? I’ll do it.”

Nishizawa: "Are you a doctor?"

Kleeman: "No."

Nishizawa: "Then let me find an assistant, only a woman, or you want me to do the palpation?"

He is most annoyed by these brain-dead people who don't listen to doctors and even hinder treatment.

After hesitating for a moment, seeing Yu Xia's sickly appearance, Kleeman had no choice but to agree to Xize's request.

Half an hour later, a female sentry and doctor came to Yu Xia's room.

"What did you do to her?"

Yana looked at the little bundle curled up on the bed and glared at the two sentries standing to the side.

Caesar moved closer to her, glancing at Kleeman, his meaning clear.

Yana's gaze swept coldly over Kleeman and landed on Caesar.

She snatched the testing equipment from Xize's hand and shoved him away.

Xize stumbled from her push and had no choice but to stand a little further away from her.

"Overall vital signs are relatively normal, but heart rate is a bit low."

Yana scrolled through the data displayed on the testing instrument and then opened Xize's medical records.

After reading it, Yana was so angry that she almost smashed the testing equipment into Kleeman's face.

"Are you feeding her like a pig? She eats the same amount of food as five normal guides in a day."

"She's not a normal guide," Kleeman said.

Yana didn't want to talk to this brain-damaged idiot. She sat down by Ivy's bed, touched her forehead, then pressed her fingers against her chest to feel her heart rate, and then pressed her abdomen. She asked Yu Xia in a gentle tone, "Do you feel any pain in your stomach? Or any other discomfort?" Yu Xia shook her head very slightly.

Seeing that she was listless and her eyes were dull, Yana could roughly tell that she probably had an emotional or mental problem.

"How is it?" Kleeman asked impatiently, "What's the problem?"

She squeezed little Ivy's hand, then turned to Kleeman and asked, "How many times have you taken her out?"

Kleeman paused, then said, "Is this related?"

Yana: "Answer my question first."

Kleeman: "I haven't taken her out yet."

After hearing this, Yana looked at Caesar.

“She needs to go out for a walk.” Xize received her look and understood. “Get some sun and breathe some fresh air.”

Kleeman said, "This is a polluted area, there is no sun, no fresh air, and her room is the cleanest place in terms of air quality."

Yana couldn't help but yell, "Are you deaf? She needs to go out and get some space. We can't keep her locked up like this anymore."

Caesar pulled up a serpent guide's profile, glanced at it, and handed it to Kleeman. "Perhaps, what she needs is more than just fresh air. Dolphins should stay in the vast ocean, not in a house where they can't even see the sunlight."

Seeing Yu Xia's past records in the Snake Tribe, Kleeman hesitated and said, "I can do it in a few more days."

“She’s no ordinary guide,” Caesar advised. “If her mental state deteriorates, no one can save her. Don’t regret it then.”

Yana ran her fingers along Ivy's hair, feeling both heartache and anger at the sight of her in such a state.

"Can you give her some medicine to make her feel better?" Kleeman said.

"I'll prescribe some digestive aids and sleep aids for her," Xize said, tapping on the medical panel. Then he suddenly asked, "Have you given her any medication these past few days?"

Kleeman: "He gave her several injections of the golden medicine."

Nishizawa: "."

Yana: "."

Seeing the way they were looking at him, Kleeman said, "It's pure, without any of those things mixed in."

Xize rubbed his temples. "Young Master Ke, you can't be sure that it's pure."

He knew that Kleeman was straightforward; he either didn't speak at all, or he wouldn't lie, especially about Yu Xia. He had no reason to lie to them.

But now these gold-infused medicines are all for controlling the guides and high-ranking officials, and they have long been contaminated. Where are there any pure gold-infused medicines left?

“I’m sure,” Kleeman said. “I got it from the Dragon Clan.”

Yu Xia's eyelashes trembled.

Kleeman continued, "The golden medicine in the Dragon Clan's possession is different from the one that Darren and the others gave us. They still have the golden medicine stored up by the Holy City before."

Xize and Yana exchanged a glance, confirming that he was telling the truth.

Yana, still not entirely reassured, gave Yu Xia another thorough check-up.

"No contamination." Yana breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the test results.

At least they still have some conscience.

"This medicine isn't working for her?" Kleeman asked.

“If I remember correctly,” Xize said, “this Lord Ivy’s spiritual form is Golden Flower.”

Yana looked at him in surprise.

Kleeman: "Yes, how so?"

Xize: "Most of the golden medicine in the Holy City is made from golden flowers. Golden medicine may be a panacea for others, but for her it can only treat some external injuries and cannot treat her emotional and mental damage."

Kleeman exclaimed in surprise, "She has mental damage?"

Yana looked at him as if he were an idiot. "Does she seem to be in good spirits?"

Kleeman immediately said, "I'll get Melia."

"Young Master," Xize said helplessly, "Have you forgotten what I just said?"

“Melia’s current power is insufficient to heal her. She is Ivi, whose mental strength and defense are naturally stronger than those of ordinary guides. If her mental damage is severe, I’m afraid the only way to cure her is to send her back to the Holy City.”

"She will not return to the Holy City."

Upon hearing that Yu Xia wanted to return to the Holy City, Kleeman pushed Yana aside, grabbed a cloak, wrapped it around Yu Xia, and lifted her from the bed, saying, "I will make her better."

Seeing him carrying Yu Xia away, Yana asked in surprise, "Has he really fallen for this Ivy?"

After saying that, she added sarcastically, "What kind of liking is it to torment someone like this?"

Caesar tilted his head to look at her. "Kleeman is incapable of love. I'm afraid he'll pay a greater price than being sent to a border outpost."

"He brought it on himself."

As Xize watched her about to leave, he placed his hand on her shoulder. "Yana, I know what you're thinking. Given the current situation, you can't help her. Don't do anything foolish."

Yana had her back to him, and her gaze slowly fell on his hand that was on her shoulder.

“Teacher Nishizawa,” Yana smiled, “I have to thank you properly for letting me go.”

When Xize heard her say thank you, he knew it was a dangerous sign.

Just as he was about to remove his hand from Yana's shoulder, Yana grabbed his wrist, turned around, and threw a punch.

"Crack!"

It's the sound of a broken nasal bone.

Xize covered his nose and pointed at Yana's departing figure, saying, "I won't fight back this time, but if you hit me this hard again next time, I won't be so polite."

Yana turned around, stepped forward, and kicked.

This time, Xize dodged, but he was still kicked in the ribs.

Yana stepped on Caesar's chest, pinning him against the wall. "I didn't ask you to be polite. From the moment you betrayed us, we've been enemies. You either kill me, or I'll definitely kill you."

When Xize heard her say she wanted to kill him, he felt somewhat relieved about her mental state.

"Don't rush," Xize said. "I'll let you kill me when the time comes. Before that, you need to be clear-headed. Don't kill me and end up killing yourself."

“If you die, that fool Alan won’t live long either.”

Yana pressed down on her foot and said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

Xize said, "This is not a threat, it's just the truth. He's your brother, you know his temperament and personality best, don't you?"

Yana stopped herself, turned around and strode away, saying, "You know my temperament and personality."

In the heart of Obsidian City, atop a high platform, lies the Hall of Dragon's Breath.

Black pillars support the dome, the smooth, glossy black floor is paved with obsidian, and even the large conference table in the center is made of obsidian.

This vast and magnificent space was built to resemble the enormous size of a dragon, yet none of those gathered here are dragons.

Several high-ranking officials from the Empire and the Federation sat at the conference table, conversing in hushed tones.

"Today is the final deadline."

The Second Prince of the Empire, Darren, who was seated in the main seat, spoke up, interrupting the conversation.

Darren leaned back in his chair, toying with a black obsidian longsword in his hand, the tip of which was aimed at Cather, who was closest to him.

"Give her back to me, do you understand?"