Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 264 Yes, Yes
Ji Shaofu slowly woke up, her eyelids trembling, and she could sense the light.

The night seemed to have ended, and I was still alive.

She caught a whiff of damp, earthy scent. She turned her head and struggled to sit up, but heard a man's voice say, with a hint of warning, "Don't move."

After calming down and thinking for a while, I finally recognized Pei Xia's voice.

Is he still alive?

Slowly opening her eyes, Ji Shaofu saw Pei Xia squatting beside her. She forced a smile and cried out, "Junior Nephew Pei—ahhhhh!!"

A crisp "click" sounded.

Pei Xia skillfully set the dislocated bone for her.

The man looked at Ji Shaofu, who was sweating profusely from weakness and pain, and took the wine gourd from his waist and handed it to her: "Have a drink, to cheer yourself up first."

Ji Shaofu didn't know how long she had been unconscious. As she gasped for breath, she could feel the dryness and thirst in her throat.

Alcohol doesn't quench thirst, but the liquid can suppress it temporarily after passing through the throat.

Pei Xia watched as she held the gourd in both hands, hesitated for a moment, and then, as if she had made a major decision, picked it up and gently sucked on it.

"You might as well just swallow your saliva."

Pei Xia got up and walked to the side.

This place was no longer where the battle had taken place yesterday. Pei Xia did not know the whereabouts of Jin Liang and the other two, so just in case, he carried Ji Shaofu and fled far away before stopping to rest.

A bonfire was burning not far away, with several small bottles hanging from it.

Pei Xia waved to her.

Despite the generational difference, Ji Shaofu, having just escaped a life-or-death crisis, disregarded such worldly etiquette.

Pei Xia beckoned to her, and she instinctively got up.

Still seriously injured and very weak, he was helped by trees along the roadside and slowly made his way to Pei Xia's side.

She slid down against the tree trunk and looked at the small bottles hanging above the fire: "What are those?"

"It's from meat broth," Pei Xia replied.

broth?

Pei Xia condensed two pieces of golden energy, took one from the fire, and held it to Ji Shaofu's nose: "Smell it."

It was indeed meat broth; the aroma of the fat hit me right in the head.

Pei Xia smiled and said, "I shot two wild birds. There was nowhere to find a pot in the middle of nowhere, so I tore the meat apart and used the bottle I carry with me to make some soup. I'll leave it here and you can drink it yourself when it cools down."

After saying that, he put his hand into his pocket, took out a round, red pill, and placed it next to the small bottle: "This is a healing pill to help you transform your internal energy. You'll swallow it together later."

The small bottle cooled down quickly, and before long Ji Shaofu picked up the bottle and swallowed the sweet meat broth mixed with the pills.

Wine wouldn't do; hot soup was the only option. After a few sips, Ji Shaofu felt warm all over, as if her strength had been restored.

She supported herself on the ground, propped herself up, and sat down next to Pei Xia.

He handed the bottle back to him and watched as his junior apprentice skillfully stuffed the shredded poultry back in, poured in water, and hung it back up in the fire.

She said softly, "I'll make up the money for the pills when we get back to the sect."

Ji Shaofu had a decent eye; although the healing pill Pei Xia gave her wasn't of high grade, its quality and appearance were excellent, and it would cost some money even in the cultivation market.

The resources of each cave dwelling in the Long Whale Sect are fixed. Pei Xia, an outer sect elder, is said to have two disciples, so life must be difficult for her. Pei Xia waved her hand at her: "No need, no need."

She initially took it as just politeness.

But after a moment's thought, he smiled bitterly and said, "That's true. The Netherworld Flower that the sect spent a fortune to buy has been lost. When we return to the sect, we will all be sinners. Forget about status and money, we'll probably have to give up our lives to atone for our sins..."

Pei Xia turned her head, her eyes widening: "Huh?"

Ji Shaofu took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I was in charge of this trip, and I also chose the return route. If anything goes wrong, it should be my full responsibility. I will try my best to explain to the sect and make sure you are safe."

"Uh……"

Pei Xia reached into his robes and felt around his waistband through his clothes. He remembered that the Ghostly Flower that Ji Shaofu had won at the auction was in a cloth bag that he had been carrying... He had found it.

He took the item out and handed it to Ji Shaofu: "Junior Aunt Ji, I have something for you to see."

It was indeed a cloth bag. Ji Shaofu took it and opened it to take a look.

Inside was a white jade pendant carved in the shape of a Yangtze finless porpoise.

You've taken the wrong one.

Pei Xia paused for a moment, scratched her head, and said with an awkward laugh, "This is a gift I picked out for you when I was browsing the night market at Su Bao Zhai."

When Pei Xia returned to the inn that night, Ji Shaofu had already gone to sleep. The next day, Song Huan's incident occurred, and there hadn't been a suitable opportunity since, so Pei Xia had completely forgotten about it.

Ji Shaofu picked up the white jade and placed it in her palm. For some reason, she didn't speak for a while, but just stared at it blankly. After a long time, she finally burst out laughing.

"It's great, I like it very much, thank you."

The shadow of the serious crime of dereliction of duty seemed to have briefly left her face. She stroked the white jade, clenched it in her palm, and said softly, "I was an orphan. I don't know which family gave birth to me and then didn't raise me. Perhaps they had their own difficulties. I was placed in a bamboo basket and drifted into the river."

"Nine out of ten of me should have died. I heard from my senior brother, the sect leader, that a small finless porpoise carried my bamboo basket on its back, calling out along the riverbank from village to village, until finally my senior brother picked me up and brought me back to the Long Whale Sect..."

Pei Xia interjected quietly, "The Yangtze finless porpoise population has a custom of rescuing people who have fallen into the water, which can be considered a means of coexisting with humans."

This is one of the reasons why the Yangtze finless porpoise monsters lead their tribes to beg for food on the river, and passing merchants usually feed them.

Ji Shaofu tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear, revealing a slightly haggard face illuminated by the firelight. She smiled and said, "It's a very nice gift, but..."

She handed the jade pendant back to Pei Xia, her smile tinged with sorrow and helplessness: "I am a criminal, I cannot accept your feelings, unless the sect punishes me but I do not die, then perhaps..."

Pei Xia dared not listen any longer and quickly reached out to take out another cloth bag: "Uncle-Master, let's not say anything discouraging. Look what this is."

The cloth bag was opened, and dark purple spiritual energy flowed leisurely. Inside, there was a fully grown and healthy Ghost Flower!
Ji Shaofu looked up in astonishment, staring at Pei Xia in disbelief: "The things are still here?!"

"Yes."

"The items are still there, why would those people let us go?"

“I…I don’t know either,” Pei Xia said in a low voice, “but yesterday I saw my martial uncle unleash a powerful sword strike before he fell unconscious. They were probably stunned and fled quickly.”

Yesterday, her memory of being on the verge of unconsciousness was indeed very vague. Ji Shaofu remembered that she had already drawn her sword, but it seemed that she had failed to complete the attack.

Upon further investigation into the spiritual realm, it was discovered that the sword energy left within the body when breaking through to the next realm had vanished without a trace.

So, could it be that in the final moments last night, I forced my opponent back using the powerful sword energy left behind by that senior?
Regardless, the Ghost Flower is still here.

Ji Shaofu's tightly pressed heart suddenly relaxed, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's still here, that's good. Otherwise, I really don't know how I would face my senior brother, the sect leader, when I get back!"

(End of this chapter)