Chapter 46: The Art of Saving the Dying and Healing the Wounded

"Judging by this, the crux of this Yin-Yang universe lies on these Black and White Lists?"

Xiang Xuanqing lowered his head in thought; he had just deduced the origins of these two lists and found nothing.

Ming He beside him also frowned: "Humans divided the universe’s sentient beings into two factions, using qi fortune as bait, drawing all life in the universe into this slaughter calamity."

What exactly is this mastermind trying to do? Breed monsters?

"If neither you nor I can figure it out, the opponent is either our equal in rank or wields a great treasure."

Xiang Xuanqing whispered: "Regardless, this opponent is no ordinary foe—Dragon Clan really picked a fine spot."

Ming He nodded: "If Sui Xing were here, it’d be better—he’s the strongest in our Taiwei Yuan at Tianji techniques."

I bet if he just opens his mouth, he’ll scare the mastermind into revealing himself.

"Then we just need to coordinate with Li Ming and handle the chaos killing."

"Exactly." Xiang Xuanqing smiled.

Fu Xi’s Tianji technique had once startled everyone.

He was fine keeping quiet, but the moment he spoke, it was a pinpoint blind shot.

"But Li Ming seems to be a White Dao Tianjun—we’re Black Dao. How do we coordinate?"

Ming He glanced at the distant battlefield: Li Ming, draped in boundless radiance, strolled through the heavens, his sword suppressing enemies, elegant and carefree.

"Coordination right now is indeed lacking."

Xiang Xuanqing also saw the stunningly handsome Li Ming; he clicked his tongue: "Let’s first raise our cultivation levels."

"Otherwise, with just our two Shensheng bodies’ strength, we’d be shattered by the residual waves the moment we get close."

"That’s true." Ming He nodded.

Currently in spirit possession, we’re restricted everywhere—even if we have techniques, we can’t use them.

We can’t even kill a Tianjun—how are we supposed to kill the mastermind with our bare hands?!

"Rumors say the top Tianjun of the Black and White Dao know the secrets of the universe’s origin."

Xiang Xuanqing chuckled: "Then let’s set a small goal first—become a Tianjun!"

"Then compete for the title of Top Tianjun."

The black fox beside them kept glancing at the two.

He thought: "Damn, did Big Brother Bai and Fan Erge get injured too badly just now? They’re delirious, talking nonsense!"

He recalled how the two fellow countrymen had fought for survival, subduing a hundred or so enemies.

They seemed mighty and invincible, nothing serious.

But they might have already damaged their roots.

Thinking of this, Hu Shisan felt sorrowful: "Looks like we’ll all die on the Divine-Demon Battlefield."

He never considered abandoning his two "severely wounded" countrymen.

Dying together with fellow countrymen isn’t a bad outcome.

At least we won’t be alone.

"It’s just a pity—I’m still single."

"I planned to find a successor for Black Fox City, then seek a female fox to become my Dao partner."

I can’t follow the seniors’ example—dying alone in Black Fox City for the rest of my life.

Xiang Xuanqing and others moved through the battlefield.

The Nine Songs trio also hid at the battlefield’s edge.

They were affected by Xiu Ming Tianjun’s power, their Dao injuries extremely severe.

"We must first raise our rankings—the higher the rank, the more qi fortune we gain, and the greater the rewards on the Black Dao side!"

Hong Yun, hiding at the edge of the starry sky, said: "Without becoming a Tianjun, we can’t sway the battlefield’s outcome."

"So from now on, we must kill as many as possible!"

"Agreed!" Zhen Yuanzi, the Xiangjun, nodded.

"The original owner of this body was skilled in talisman arts—I can deploy some of my techniques."

"Perfect!"

Hong Yun smiled: "Quick, give me some buff talismans!"

"Hongyun Talismans, Tianyun Talismans, Avoid-Death Talismans—give me a whole stack!"

"I don’t want to die again from being caught in a Tianjun’s power surge."

Da Siming warned: "Prepare proper talismans, but also prepare improper ones."

Zhen Yuanzi, the Xiangjun, said: "Naturally."

"Proper talismans deal heavy damage; improper ones deal even heavier damage."

"To raise our rankings, we need the improper talismans."

The trio hid at the battlefield’s edge, healing while preparing backup plans.

"Hey? Isn’t that Ruoxi from Yao Ming Great World?"

Hong Yun suddenly spotted a figure on the battlefield: "Is their team’s mission also in this universe?"

"Two teams on the same mission world?"

Da Siming frowned slightly—he saw Li Ming unleashing his power: "Then this mission isn’t simple!"

"Should we help her? She seems separated from her teammates."

Hong Yun watched the girl dodging and hiding across the battlefield.

She looked utterly disheveled.

Zhen Yuanzi, the Xiangjun, felt they should help.

He was about to throw a talisman.

"Wait!"

Da Siming stopped Zhen Yuanzi, his expression strange as he stared at the battlefield.

"Look again, carefully."

"Huh?"

"Oh! Watch out! They’re about to collide!"

Ruoxi’s figure shot through the battlefield like a golden rainbow.

"Seeking death!"

A Shensheng raised his hand.

A Divine Sword of Li Fire stabbed out, followed by countless fire crows that ignited the void, flames surging backward.

Ruoxi startled, quickly dodged aside.

"Sorry! I’m a healer—I’m here to save lives, don’t attack me!"

"Healer?"

The Shensheng sneered: "Save yourself first!"

He raised his hand again—another sword thrust, instantly forming a sea of fire in the Li position.

Ruoxi transformed into a golden rainbow and dodged again.

"You’re injured yourself—don’t chase me."

"If you keep chasing, your injuries will worsen!"

Ruoxi kindly warned.

The Shensheng grinned: "Minor injuries—what’s the big deal… puh~"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"??!"

The Shensheng felt his injuries rapidly worsening.

"I told you—don’t chase me."

Ruoxi turned around, appearing before the Shensheng: "Now you’re reaping what you sowed?"

"You!"

The Shensheng’s pupils shrank, staggering backward.

"Don’t be afraid—I’m a healer, best at saving the dying and healing the wounded!"

Ruoxi soothed the Shensheng while activating divine arts to heal him.

"You, don’t come closer!" The Shensheng sensed immense danger and turned to flee.

But before he took two steps.

He collapsed with a boom.

"Sorry!"

After apologizing, Ruoxi transformed into a rainbow of light and fled quickly.

"Oh, are you injured?"

"Don’t be afraid—I’m a healer, best at saving the dying and healing the wounded."

Ruoxi encountered another injured Shensheng lying in the void on another side.

She rushed over to support him.

"Thank you!"

After thanking her, the Shensheng felt his injuries worsen.

Moments later, he died.

“Ah! Sorry!”

Ruo Xi ran again to rescue other Divine Generals.

“I’ll save you!”

“Thank you, Dao…” The third Divine General hadn’t finished speaking when he was saved to death.

Then came the fourth, fifth, sixth…

Ruo Xi bustled frantically across the battlefield.

Whoever she saved died instantly.

Whoever she helped suffered severe injuries.

At first, no one noticed.

But when this battlefield, because of Ruo Xi’s presence as a “healer,” saw both sides rapidly losing troops, the few remaining Divine Generals finally realized it!

“I’ll save you!”

Ruo Xi eagerly rushed forward to rescue the dying and heal the wounded.

“Don’t come near me!”

Both allied and enemy Divine Generals shouted in terror: “Stay there! Don’t come closer!”

“Our wounds are healed!”

“We don’t need your help!”

“Really?”

Ruo Xi looked puzzled.

“Really!” Both black and white Divine Generals nodded frantically.

The Divine Generals who had suffered severe Dao injuries and lay half-dead in the void summoned their last breath and miraculously stood up.

“We’re all fine!”

Seeing this, Ruo Xi’s small face lit up with joy.

“I told you—I’m the best at saving the dying and healing the wounded.”

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