Chapter 104: White-striped Pork Bai Lang

"These are all treasure swords forged with silver sand, specially made to cut open the muscles of experts who have trained this kind of hard-body kung fu." Qin Lian'er said that. "Silver sand... the Medicine King Valley really is generous!" Mu Ronghua muttered, "These materials specialize in breaking qi gong... they're really hard to obtain and difficult to forge." He looked enviously at these small blades.

The blade of each slice is about one finger long; the shapes vary, but the largest is also about one finger long. Qin Lian'er held two small hooks, "I'll cut along the lines I drew, and I'll pull it open."

Bai Lang watched as these two people treated his body like a slab of pork, cutting horizontally and vertically here. Although some kind of ointment had been applied and he hardly felt any pain, it still looked quite terrifying. "You two be careful! This is my flesh! Can you be gentler? Don't pull it open so wide!"

Cut open the skin and flesh, remove the bone fragments from the muscle, suture the severed blood vessels with fine thread and needle, do the same for the severed tendons, bond the larger bone fragments together with a special ointment, then adhere them to the bone and apply more ointment, finally suture the wound—this procedure is basically identical to modern medical surgery as Bai Lang remembers it.

Mu Ronghua also seemed to be experiencing this for the first time; he was dumbfounded by Qin Lian'er's treatment method, "The Medicine King Valley can already do this?" His words Bai Lang heard loud and clear, "It's truly miraculous!"

"Miraculous? Want to try it yourself?" Bai Lang said irritably. Anyone seeing himself cut open like a slab of pork, with bones being messed around, would probably have this thought—when Qin Lian'er first made the incision, she poured on a transparent ointment; this sticky ointment prevented blood from flowing out, so unlike a slaughterhouse, Bai Lang's blood didn't pool on the ground.

The entire "surgery" lasted over an hour; Mu Ronghua, with such strength, sweated profusely and was exhausted, while Qin Lian'er showed not the slightest fatigue. Bai Lang also felt spiritless—anyone seeing himself dissected, like having bones picked out of a pig, would feel mentally unwell.

This time Bai Lang's bandaging was even tighter than before, his upper body almost completely fixed by splints. By comparison, Mu Ronghua merely took a few Anti-poison Pills, while Bai Lang consumed Anti-poison Pills like meals and smeared his whole body with Poison-drawing Ointment—nothing comparable. As for Ma Rulong and Mu Rongjiu Xiu, their injuries had improved considerably instead.

Bai Lang had actually become the most severely wounded externally, yet even so his combat ability remained above Ma Rulong and Mu Rongjiu Xiu—these two still couldn't fight. This bout with the toad took less than half an hour; the result was that the toad fled and Bai Lang was injured again.

Qin Lian'er had already gone out to purchase medicines; these three days she was actually the most important person. Without her, Bai Lang and Mu Ronghua would still be okay, but Ma Rulong and Mu Rongjiu Xiu might end up sitting out in the cold. "Is today over? The third day?" Mu Ronghua said. Ma Rulong poured cold water, "Don't forget there's still tonight..."

Under the effect of the medicine, Bai Lang felt drowsy and didn't join their conversation. If that yin creature came again tonight, they might be wiped out... Mu Ronghua and Ma Rulong had no way to deal with it—however, Mu Rongjiu Xiu somewhat wistfully took out an oil lamp and lit it.

The lamp's flame was a warm yellow; within its light, the aura was yang and peaceful, with not a trace of yin. Everyone gathered within the lamp's light, "This Deer-cry Lamp can dispel all false and evil spirits, unfortunately the oil can only last this one night." Mu Rongjiu Xiu said.

She didn't think lamp oil could be found here—it required rare materials refined through complicated methods, and it was also a treasure she brought from home. Bai Lang's concern was different, "Miss Mu Rong, how can you hide this lamp on your person?" That was a good question, but aside from Bai Lang, nobody else found it strange.

"Because I have a storage ring..." Mu Rongjiu Xiu said, and Qin Lian'er also patted the jade ornament at her waist, "Exactly, I have a storage jade pendant." Bai Lang immediately recalled Qin Lian'er's many ointments, powders, and pills—surely not something she could carry on her person.

"There's actually such a thing?" Bai Lang exclaimed in shock, but he swallowed the rest of his words, "Is this still a martial world?" Mu Ronghua also laughed, "Yes, but we ordinary disciples can't afford such things..."

"Are these still for sale?" Bai Lang remained astonished, "No, you just can't buy them where you are. And the price... I think your gang leader would only buy one at most. Ri Luo Chang He, lofty and distant... his nickname is even self-given."

Bai Lang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Self-given? No wonder I see few literate people in this gang; I thought everyone were rough men, but the gang leader actually has some education." Everyone laughed—now everyone's mood was relaxed; with this lamp guarding tonight, they at least gained an extra night's rest, and after dawn Ma Rulong and Mu Rongjiu Xiu might recover considerable combat strength.

After all, they each carried miraculous medicines from their own sects and families; after stabilizing, treating internal injuries was no problem—far stronger than Bai Lang, this pauper. This time Bai Lang came in without even bringing a packet of gold wound medicine... he only thought of it after entering. "Or maybe I just ate too full, lacking a sense of urgency!"

Bai Lang silently noted in his heart that if there were a next time, he would bring these things in: "First, I need a storage item!"

Soon, everyone entered a state of secluded cultivation, and Bai Lang, after circulating his Internal Force to clear the blocked meridians of stagnant blood, fell into a deep sleep.

After a good night's sleep, at the moment the sun rose, the Deer-cry Lamp silently extinguished. Mu Rongjiu Xiu put the lamp away; just then Xiao Er brought breakfast—but everyone still had to wash up and brush their teeth first. Yesterday's battle, the townspeople already knew a few experts capable of fighting demons had arrived, and now there were people waiting outside the gate, including officials.

Everyone ate and drank their fill, then they exchanged another round of information about their injuries. Murong Ronghua and Qin Lian'er were naturally unharmed, and Ma Rulong also flicked his robe sleeve, and a wave of Internal Force like surging waves was flung from his sleeve, and Murong Jiu Xiu also flexibly turned his short sword a few times in his hand, "Recovery is not bad." Both of them said that, while Bai Lang felt an itchy numbness from his bones, wishing he could let Qin Lian'er cut him open and scrape again...... Although his Internal Force had surged back considerably, the broken bones couldn't heal that quickly.