Chapter 22: Wushi Has Woken Up

Wushi has woken up.

"Ah!"

The Black Butterfly Shell female let out a sharp scream, drawing the attention of Chaosheng and Yinxu.

The Black Butterfly Shell female gently rocked the large black butterfly shell before her, her dull eyes filled with a glimmer of frantic anticipation, hoping the unconscious Beastman would wake up amidst her rocking and respond to her calls, "Wushi! Wushi!"

"Wushi..."

"Ah!" The female let out a loud cry, her fragile nerves finally collapsing.

"Wushi, he is not going to make it..."

She looked at Chaosheng with a face full of despair, her voice choking incessantly, "Is Wushi beyond saving..."

Wushi was suffering from a Mental Sea Riot, and with injuries this severe, even ten stalks of Sea Spirit Ginseng would not be able to save him.

Unfortunately, she did not have ten stalks of Sea Spirit Ginseng, nor could she save Wushi.

The female's dim, hollow gaze rested on Chaosheng, suspicion rising in her eyes; could she really save Wushi?

Was Wushi truly beyond saving?

The massive black shell looked almost as if it were already dead, motionless, refusing to give even the slightest reaction no matter how the outside world called to him.

Hearing this, Chaosheng's heart sank; her fingers, busy searching, trembled in a panic. Pushing through the large patches of seaweed before her, she forced herself to calm down and continue searching for the Yusheng Flower.

If all else failed, she would take a gamble and try to save him using Witch Power...

Chaosheng bit her lip, struggling intensely as the scales of reason and emotion swayed back and forth.

Fortunately, after pushing aside a cluster of seaweed in the middle, she finally caught that familiar scent.

A light sparked in Chaosheng's eyes—it was the Yusheng Flower!

"Found it!"

Following the scent, Chaosheng moved bit by bit until she finally discovered a white flower that had bloomed halfway.

A nauseating stench drifted from the slightly opened petals, but she was in no mood to be disgusted by the smell at this moment.

Chaosheng handled the flower with gentle movements, terrified of damaging this hard-won Yusheng Flower.

But once the flower was in her hands, Chaosheng faced another dilemma.

To make flower ash, she needed to use fire.

But here in the water, how could she start a fire?

Chaosheng's small face wrinkled in distress; she raised her fingertips, attempting to channel the power of fire.

It was completely impossible!

Chaosheng withdrew her hand in disappointment.

If she were to swim to the surface now, wait for the flower to burn into ash, and then come back down, it would be quite time-consuming.

She did not know if the Black Butterfly Shell Beastman could hold on for that long.

Chaosheng subconsciously looked at the lifeless Black Butterfly Shell Beastman.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Chaosheng.

She was now someone who possessed other abilities; what if she used her Wind Ability and the power of fire at the same time?

Just as she had guessed, Chaosheng opened her palm and traced a rapid wind vortex, using the flow of the wind to form an airflow field.

She successfully isolated the water.

A trace of joy flashed in Chaosheng's eyes, but she calmly suppressed her inner excitement. Her other hand moved slightly, slowly releasing fire within this narrow space.

In the seawater that was constantly flowing, a strange, bright flame rose up.

A bead of cold sweat silently slid down Chaosheng's temple; she barely managed to spare a sliver of focus, "Yinxu, give me the flower."

When she had been testing earlier, Chaosheng had handed the Yusheng Flower to Yinxu, fearing that a single misstep on her part would ruin this life-saving flower.

"Alright." Yinxu handed the flower over, hesitation appearing in his eyes, as Chaosheng's hands were busy and she had no way to spare a hand to take it.

But just as he handed the flower over, a strange current of air absorbed it.

The pure white Yusheng Flower was placed into the intense fire within the wind vortex, allowing the bright yellow flames to swallow the delicate white flower and transform it into a bit of flower ash.

The pungent odor passed through the sacred flame and became unexpectedly pleasant.

The white flower vanished, replaced by a handful of deep gray ash.

Chaosheng quietly extended a sliver of Witch Power to carefully gather the flower ash together. Then, moving her slender white legs and pushing against the water current, she walked through the water step by step. The expression on her stunning face was solemn and holy; a dying life was about to receive salvation at her hands.

She gently pried open the shell and placed the flower ash inside; miraculously, the ash did not drift away with the seawater.

A thread of invisible Witch Power was guiding the specks of flower ash toward the Mental Sea.

Wushi was only a First Rank Beastman, so his Mental Sea was not severely polluted.

However, the Black Filth in his Mental Sea was extremely rampant, raging wantonly and throwing the Mental Sea into chaos.

As soon as the particles of flower ash approached this Black Filth, the filth vanished, and the remaining Black Filth retreated, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

But the Mental Sea was only so large; where could it retreat to?

"Is this really going to work?" the Black Butterfly Shell female asked anxiously.

She stared unblinkingly at the large black butterfly shell, terrified that he might show any sign of abnormality.

"Wait a little longer," Chaosheng said indifferently.

The Black Butterfly Shell female looked at Wushi, who still showed no reaction, and felt increasingly uneasy. She looked at Chaosheng, her eyes full of doubt, "Really?"

"If... if..." The female's dull eyes took on a frantic glow, her tone laced with ruthlessness, "If you treat Wushi to death, I... I will not let you go!"

Hearing this, Chaosheng cast a disappointed glance with her beautiful purple eyes; her heart felt as if it had sunk to the cold seabed, and her smoky pink lips pressed tightly together.

Yinxu narrowed his eyes, a hint of killing intent flashing in their depths, and his tone was cold, "Who do you want to not let go?"

The female was weak and timid by nature; the harsh words she had just gathered the courage to say were completely scattered by Yinxu's question.

She slumped powerlessly onto the seaweed, looking at her beloved Beast Husband in despair and emptiness.

In the Mental Sea, the ash-gray color quickly occupied the territory, replacing the Black Filth.

"Ha—"

A weak exhale came from inside the large Black Butterfly Shell.

Joy rippled across the female's lifeless face in an instant, and she said excitedly, "Wushi, Wushi, are you awake?"

The ash-gray color completed its task, turned into points of light, and slowly disappeared from the Mental Sea; the Mental Sea returned to a completely unpolluted, clean, and pure white.

Wushi's mind was now incomparably clear; he used all his strength to transform into human form, his honest face filled with disbelief, "My Mental Sea... is healed?"

The taciturn Black Butterfly Shell Beastman did not know what language to use to describe his Mental Sea; without that filthy Black Filth, it would never make him feel uncomfortable again.

The Black Butterfly Shell female was so happy that she gave Wushi a big hug, "Yes, you're better!"

"Wushi, I saved you, do you know that?"

"Didn't you say that if anything happened, you should go find that sinful female?"

"So I went to find her."

"Fortunately she didn't lie, and finally managed to wake you up."

"Ah!"

She knelt on the ground and suddenly let out a miserable scream; the soft seaweed under her legs had for some reason become sharp and stinging, some even piercing into her flesh, and the seawater by her legs quickly took on a trace of blood.

The female instinctively sprang up and then lay down on the seaweed on a different side, but the seaweed seemed to have grown eyes and pricked her, and she cried out, "Ah! Ah! Wushi, Wushi!"

"I'm in so much pain!"