Chapter 61: Xiya Arrives (Begging for Votes!!)

Tu Ba Ge, who was guarding Leiketon nearby, noticed that the dead werewolf's extraordinary characteristic had precipitated out, and a clump of scarlet, heart‑like, wobbling jelly appeared on the corpse.

Tu Ba Ge, dragging its slightly numb body, hopped over and picked up the extraordinary characteristic. After taking it in hand, Tu Ba Ge realized it lacked the iron box Leiketon had used to store things before.

"Yo! Good little bunny! You actually know how to pick up loot!" a pleasant female voice sounded behind Tu Ba Ge.

Tu Ba Ge warily clutched the werewolf's extraordinary characteristic and darted to the side, creating distance before daring to turn and see who had appeared behind it.

"Waa~ Red‑haired Demon King! Why did you only come now!" Tu Ba Ge excitedly blurted out what was in its heart.

"Huh? Red‑haired Demon King?" Xiya narrowed her eyes and the corners of her mouth curled into a mischievous arc.

"It's Red‑haired Sister Xiya!" Tu Ba Ge's survival instinct exploded instantly.

It didn't want to become a dead rabbit, let alone a roasted rabbit.

"So in the little rabbit's eyes I'm this kind of person! How sad, sigh… Rabbits that don't like me are better off eaten." Xiya said in a sorrowful, weak tone, speaking the most terrifying words to a rabbit.

Tu Ba Ge froze on the spot, not daring to move. The rabbit indicated it really wanted to flee, but having been caught by Xiya once, it knew it could not escape at all.

"It's all what the boss taught me!" Tu Ba Ge decided to betray its keeper.

"Is that so? I didn't expect little Leiketon to be such a person, slandering me in front of a rabbit. Do you know what else he said?" Xiya found the rabbit increasingly amusing, even regretting a bit that she had given it to Leiketon.

"I'm just a rabbit!" Tu Ba Ge wanted to find a place to dig a hole and burrow in.

"Indeed, what kind of person raises what kind of rabbit!" Xiya couldn't help but jab at the rabbit before her.

Tu Ba Ge lowered its head and dared not speak; it knew playing deaf and dumb was a rabbit's survival instinct.

"All right, I won't tease you anymore. Hand over the extraordinary characteristic in your hand—this trait bears the mark of a certain evil god and cannot be used casually." Seeing Tu Ba Ge start to play dead, Xiya stopped teasing it.

Tu Ba Ge hesitated, glancing at the characteristic in its hand and then at Xiya, as if saying, "Don't trick the rabbit!"

"Rest assured, this contribution will be recorded under your boss's name, and the church will later compensate him with other items." Xiya added.

Tu Ba Ge then handed over the werewolf's extraordinary characteristic it was holding to Xiya; after receiving it, Xiya took out an iron cigarette case from her pocket, placed the characteristic inside, and then isolated it with a Spiritual Wall.

Afterward, Xiya shifted her gaze to the werewolf corpse on the ground and examined it closely for a moment.

"There are many wounds on his body, none fatal, and many had already healed before death; the true cause of death was a single lethal blow, with no signs of struggle. Which pathway's Sequence Five is this?" Xiya frowned involuntarily as she looked at the werewolf's corpse.

Xiya approached, crouched, and pulled from the werewolf's coat inner pocket a wooden red harmonica the size of an adult's palm.

Xiya held the harmonica in her hand, examined it carefully for a moment, then closed her eyes as if performing divination.

"Take it; this sealed item can serve as your loot, with no major negative or positive effects." Xiya casually tossed the wooden harmonica in her hand toward Tu Ba Ge.

Then Xiya took out a bottle of healing potion, poured some onto Tu Ba Ge's red bloodstains, and handed the potion to it.

"Apply the potion on your body yourself, drink the contents of the bottle directly, and it will remove the toxins in your body; I'll go check on your boss." Saying this, Xiya rose and walked toward where Leiketon lay.

After receiving the potion from Xiya, Tu Ba Ge immediately gulped it all down, then spread the potion she had poured on its body. Its stiffness and pain quickly eased noticeably.

Xiya squatted beside Leiketon, carefully examined his injuries, and frowned more deeply.

"The spiritual body seems weak, as if struck by a strong impact; a werewolf shouldn't have this ability, right? Is it a Sequence Five resentful spirit or the corresponding sealed item?" Xiya muttered to herself.

"Judging from the torn clothing, he suffered at least two attacks, both to the chest and abdomen, with the fatal wound at the left chest over the heart, yet there are no scars on his body—who treated him?" Xiya felt the situation growing strange.

She had thought a passing Sequence Five had killed the werewolf and incidentally saved Leiketon and the rabbit, but judging from Leiketon's wound condition, that didn't seem to be the case.

To fully heal such a lethal wound in such a short time—even a Druid of the Cultivator's Path, skilled in healing, couldn't do it unless they were treating themselves.

"A demigod? Besides the Earth Church's bishop, does Ma Dan also have a demigod? This is getting more and more confusing." Xiya couldn't help but sigh.

"The medicine for mental injury can only be prepared later by the church." Xiya also felt helpless about Leiketon's condition.

If it were a bodily injury, she could heal it herself with extraordinary abilities and potions, but mental damage has no remedy.

Nevertheless, Xiya simulated a psychologist's consolation and applied it twice to Leiketon, stabilizing his mental state.

After Xiya's two consolations, Leiketon's condition improved greatly. His mental state was mainly suppressed by divinity, causing his human‑centered will to wane considerably.

Leiketon's own Sequence Eight‑level mental will appeared weak and helpless before the divinity of a Sequence Four demigod; during the period when divinity took over his body, his mental will continually suffered impacts.

Especially, the divinity that erupted on Leiketon was not pure; it retained a higher‑order will, causing his own will to strongly reject this divinity, and thus his mind endured an even more severe impact.

After Xiya's consolation, Leiketon soon woke up, but his condition remained poor.

"Hiss… my head hurts." After waking, Leiketon felt his head heavy and painful.

It felt as if someone had repeatedly struck him with stones, and even what he saw through his eyes was doubled.

Seeing this, Xiya simulated another consolation, calming Leiketon's mind a bit.

"How do you feel?" Xiya asked, a little nervous.

"I feel awful, my head is dizzy and heavy—did someone hit me with a blunt object?" Leiketon said half‑jokingly.

"If he can still spout nonsense, then he's fine." Seeing the guy still able to joke, Xiya stopped worrying about his injuries.

"How can you treat a wounded soldier like this!" Leiketon said speechlessly.

"Then may I ask where your wounds are?" Xiya said, rather speechless.

"I've had my heart dug out." Leiketon said, then suddenly fell silent.

Leiketon saw that there was not a single wound on his left chest, not even the scar left by the werewolf's claw earlier.

"Good grief! Does it also heal injuries? I thought just keeping me alive would be nice enough!" Leiketon muttered.

"What are you muttering about?" Xiya eyed Leiketon suspiciously and asked.

"Nothing, I'm saying my wounds are all gone—was what I saw before just a hallucination?" Leiketon casually made up a line.

"Do you still remember what happened earlier? Who saved you?" Xiya pressed.

"Um, I just remember having my heart dug out, after that I don't recall anything." Leiketon shook his head.

Although he said that, Leiketon still closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene right before he lost consciousness.

As Leiketon's memories unfolded, a scene appeared in his mind, accompanied by a cold, emotionless divine will.

This is a fragment of divine will lingering in that part of Leiketon's memory; as he recalls, these residual divine wills begin to merge with him.

Leiketon clearly felt his emotions fading, his thought patterns and cognitive notions seemingly being swayed involuntarily.

Fortunately, this is only a residual divine will left in that memory, and it's not much; Leiketon can still rely on his accumulated humanity to get through.

"Is this what that angel meant by 'not wanting to become like the hidden sage, completely without self'?" Lei Ke Dun gained some insight into this in his heart.

He then focused his attention on this divine memory. In the memory, Lei Ke Dun became a Sequence Four mystic scholar and also used Mystic Manifestation twice—once the Spear of Longinus, once the Game of Ages—and easily killed the werewolf that had ripped out his own heart.

"What is this? A five-second trial card for a mystic scholar?" Lei Ke Dun never expected that this crisis would ultimately be resolved by himself.

"Mystic Manifestation is really strong, especially for someone like me, a transmigrator who knows a lot; I should be able to use many Mystic Manifestations. The only problem is that Sequence Four is too far away from my current level." Lei Ke Dun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"What did you remember?" Seeing Lei Ke Dun's expression change so richly after closing his eyes, Xi Ya couldn't help but ask.

"I remembered the feeling of having my heart ripped out." Lei Ke Dun opened his eyes and brushed off the topic with a complaint.

"You just can't get over having your heart ripped out, can you!" Xi Ya was rather speechless.

Lei Ke Dun, this guy, can't go a few sentences without mentioning having his heart ripped out; if it weren't for the fact that he's a wounded soldier, Xi Ya would have wanted him to experience that feeling again.

(End of chapter)