Chapter 484: Don't You Have a Girlfriend to Help You Apply Medicine?

In Zhang Suannai's cave.

The cave is very simple: a statue, damaged until only the lower legs remain; the murals are reduced to mottled colors. It is estimated that there had been an earthquake or a high-tier battle, as the grotto itself bears traces of cracking and damage. A Formation prevents light from passing from the inside out, and after activating sleep mode, most of the light shining in from the outside is also blocked, making the cave dim and barely enough to see by.

Dim, yellowish light shines in, hitting the earthy-yellow stone walls, making one feel drowsy.

In the middle of the cave, two layers of palm mats and one layer of animal hide are spread out, which is Zhang Suannai's bed; the rest of the scattered items are placed on the ground.

At this moment, she and Yan Keling are hugging each other tightly, like young beasts seeking warmth and security from one another; both are sleeping soundly, their breathing even.

……

Chen Shu and Qingqing also returned to the cave.

Activate the Formation to ensure privacy.

"Hiss……"

Chen Shu pulls aside his torn clothes, looking at the wounds below that have already begun to heal. The vast majority were left by Wu Eiwei; the unfathomable movement speed of the Ultimate Sword Dao and the sharpness of the Wangting Sword Sect, which can be called the best in the world, are truly hard to endure. Chen Shu is willing to call them the greatest nemesis of Spirit Cultivators.

Ning Qing sits down in front of him, very close to him, and also reaches out to pinch his clothes, pulls open the collar, then straightens her waist and leans her head in to look inside.

Two little dots on his chest.

"……"

Ning Qing withdraws her gaze and looks up at him:

"Does it hurt?"

"What do you think?"

"Who told you to go fight them……"

"If you don't bleed in peacetime, you lose your life in wartime……"

"There was no need to risk your life like that." Ning Qing says indifferently, not panicked at all, "We have two Space-Time Items, and we made full preparations before traveling back to the Shadow Plane to try again; it is already unlikely that we will lose again."

After a pause, she asks again:

"Do you want to apply medicine?"

"Is it necessary?"

"Applying medicine makes it heal faster."

"That works too."

"I also need to debride the wounds."

"Do it, do it, as long as you don't find it disgusting."

"Lie down."

"How should I lie?"

"Lie on my lap."

"Alright……"

Chen Shu obediently lies down.

Their cave is naturally different from the beast den next door; it has complete furniture inside, with tables, chairs, and a vanity mirror, and naturally, a wooden bed and mattress.

At this moment, Ning Qing is sitting on the bed, stretching out her legs, and Chen Shu's upper body is lying on her thighs. She lowers her head slightly to see the wounds on his back, and she can touch those scabbed wounds with just a slight lift of her hand.

The vast majority of the wounds are on his back; Wu Eiwei likes to launch attacks from behind people, but they all avoided the vital points.

Qingqing begins to debride his wounds.

For a Cultivator, debridement is mainly about clearing away the residual Spirit Power of the enemy, which is the biggest factor affecting wound healing. Secondly, it is to clean the wounds neatly; it is best to trim the areas that have been destroyed into a mess, though for a High-level Practitioner, this step is meaningless. The muscles and bones of a High-level Practitioner can be adjusted at will, so there is no issue of it affecting growth or growing crooked.

Qingqing's technique is very gentle. Looking at his wounds, even with her personality, a flash of intolerance occasionally crosses her eyes.

At the same time, she whispers:

"In order for you to live your salted-fish life well, and to ensure nothing goes wrong, we have already made almost perfect preparations. If there are still accidents, it is not something our power can make up for."

"What? Want me to praise you?"

"……"

"Oh! You are truly amazing!"

"Slap~"

Ning Qing picks up "A Bottle of Medicine" from the side. Inside is a pale green ointment with a texture like melted jade. She applies it to his wounds and lightly pats him on a place without wounds to show her dissatisfaction with him.

"Hiss……"

Chen Shu sucks in a cold breath.

When this ointment is first applied, it has an icy-cool touch, like cooling oil, but it quickly becomes colder and colder—painfully cold, as if being attacked by a Spirit Cultivator's ice-attribute Spell—and it gets increasingly spicy.

Ning Qing reaches out and taps a point on his back.

Eh?

Chen Shu magically discovers that it suddenly doesn't hurt anymore.

The sensation on his back disappears and becomes numb, while the sensation in other places remains; he can still feel the softness and warmth of Qingqing's thighs.

"What is the deal with that Divine Dragon?"

"Shengzu killed many gods of his own side back then, fused their Divine Power together, put it into a Crystal, and converted it into Space-Time Energy. After he realized the truth, he took this energy to fight in other Planes, but he didn't use it all up."

"Is Shengzu that impressive?"

"Backstabbing."

Ning Qing's tone is indifferent, and no one can tell that she transferred Chen Shu's pain to herself; even Chen Shu only thinks she cut off his pain sensation.

"This was left for you by Shengzu, fearing that you, like him, would not be able to return home…… But they in the Main Plane did not use it to return home either; instead, they used it as energy to shuttle back to this Plane of ours."

"Can it be brought into the Withered Plane?"

"It can be packed in a Crystal and brought over, but it cannot be released. That Plane is very fragile now and cannot withstand the descent of a god." Ning Qing lowers her head, carefully applying it to his back, "But you, who became a god after being defeated in the Main Plane, eventually developed a method to use it to fight at the Ninth Stage. At that time, you can pack it in a Crystal and bring it over, drawing it out bit by bit to use. You don't need much; it is possible."

"Wouldn't that be a dimensional reduction strike?"

"Yes."

"You have made many preparations."

"Having failed once, naturally we must do better," Ning Qing said in a low voice. "So don't be smug; everything is because we have lost once. And our goal is not just to win this war, but to reduce casualties and strive to all come back alive."

"Hmm..."

Chen Shu lay prone, motionless, staring at the ground: "What are the other two places in Jinguan City?"

"One is an Artifact created by Shengzu, whose main function is to open a passage to a certain universe based on space-time routes, allowing future generations to find their way home, while also calculating the time flow ratio between his hometown and our planet in real-time. The other is a place of practice filled with Divine Power, just like this one."

"Time flow..."

Chen Shu felt this topic was somewhat heavy.

If it were certain that the two came from the same place, five thousand years had already passed since the era of Shengzu by the time Chen Shu arrived here, but the time elapsed since Chen Shu left was not long. This meant that if Chen Shu returned to the original Earth now, perhaps not much time had passed on Earth; perhaps he had only been gone for a short while, and maybe no one had even noticed.

The heavy part lay in this world—

If he were to go back for a trip, how long should he stay there? How many years would have passed here after he returned? And what about his former friends?

Ning Qing, however, seemed to know his thoughts. While diligently applying ointment, she explained in a low voice: "The time calculation rules between different universes are different from those within different regions of a universe; it is related to the 'distance' between universes."

"Distance?"

"This distance is not a spatial distance. Space is a concept within a universe; there is no space outside the universe. We do not know what is between universes or if there is anything filling them, nor do we know how universes exist—whether parallel, scattered, or overlapping. The so-called distance between universes refers to the connection in Spiritual Power, and also the energy required to traverse space-time. The further the distance, the greater the time difference; the closer the distance, the closer the time difference."

"I don't understand."

"You can think of it as whether the relationship between the two sides is close or not."

"Continue..."

"The original universe and our universe were very far apart, but ever since Shengzu came and opened a space-time passage once, their distance has been closing. It can be seen from the manifestation of Spiritual Power... Is the development of this world very similar to that world?"

"Yes..."

"So, because of Shengzu's space-time travel, the two universes have been getting closer and closer, with that planet and this planet as their respective centers. Now, the time flow of this planet in this universe and that planet in that universe is already very close."

"I see."

"Do you want to go back for a trip?"

"I don't know..."

"That 'she' told me that for Chen Shu of the Zhu Ti Wei Mian, the only regret at the final moment was not bringing back Shengzu's ashes." Ning Qing pulled his pants down a little. This person was sick; he actually reached out to stop her. She slapped his palm, continued pulling them down, applied the ointment, and continued in a low voice, "A few years from now is the best time to start the war, but you will reach the Ninth Tier Peak in a year or two. We can go back and take a look, using the Space-Time Energy inside the Wooden Bead to go back and the energy in the Crystal to return, with the Divine Dragon as a backup. It will fulfill your obsession and won't take much time."

"To prevent another failure, right?"

"The probability is so low it can be ignored, but it objectively exists." Ning Qing's tone was very calm. "Perhaps after going to that universe, there might be some unexpected gains, further increasing the win rate."

"Let me think about it."

Chen Shu was different from Shengzu; he did not have a deep obsession with that side. Originally, he only thought about mastering the ability to return, to master the right to choose. As for whether to actually go back and revisit his old home, he had not yet decided.

Now, there was the added last wish of Shengzu.

His feelings for Shengzu were quite complicated.

The two had never met, yet it felt as if they had known each other for many years.

Chen Shu continued to lie on Qingqing's lap, staring at the ground in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. When the back was finished, Qingqing turned him over to the front and also debrided and applied ointment to the several Sword wounds on his front.

"Done."

Ning Qing pulled his pants up: "I will teach you the method of using Space-Time Energy; go practice it."

"My upper body seems to have lost sensation."

"Tap~"

Ning Qing tapped him on the body again.

"Hiss!!"

The pain struck instantly.

Fortunately, this was only physical pain, unrelated to the Spirit Soul. For a High-level Practitioner, it was not a big problem.

Chen Shu propped himself up on Qingqing's legs and stood up.

Before entering the Mijing again to study Space-Time Energy, he had to go visit the four group members who were also seriously injured. Especially Little Master Xuanzhen; he had to let him see the medicine his girlfriend helped apply on his body and go console him about why no one helped him apply medicine.

The cave next door.

Two girls let out two moans one after another, lazy and soft, and gradually opened their eyes.

"Hmm?"

Zhang Suannai lowered her head to look at Yan Keling in her arms, scratched her head, let her go, and thought carefully before remembering why they were sleeping together—after returning from the Square Body, she felt dizzy for no reason, and it just so happened that the girl also said she was a bit tired. She was a hospitable person, so she let her sleep at her place.

Her place at least had a palm-fiber mat and a piece of animal skin. She heard that the other girl didn't even have a mat and just made do when sleeping.

How pitiful...

"Grandmother Senior Sister, how long have we slept?" Yan Keling also scratched her head, her hair messy like a bird's nest, her tone naive and cute.

"About ten hours."

"Oh..."

That long?

Yan Keling frowned, remembering in her heart what Grandmother Senior Sister had told her before sleeping—

"Take a nap! After you wake up, you will forget everything."

Facts proved that this method did not work.

Yan Keling still had not forgotten what happened yesterday and still remembered her stupid actions. And every time she thought about how she would leave a stupid impression in the hearts of the group members for the next few hundred years, she felt blocked inside, unable to breathe, and even had the urge to delete her account and restart.

At most, because a day had passed, this feeling and thought had faded a lot.

"Grandmother Senior Sister, have you forgotten?"

"What?"

Zhang Suannai looked at her with a face full of confusion.

Yan Keling couldn't help but be taken aback, and immediately said, "It's about the wish-granting!"

"What wish-granting?"

"The wish-granting divine dragon!!"

"What divine dragon..."

Zhang Suannai frowned and stared at her.

Why was this person so strange?

Yan Keling was suddenly filled with Surprise, and after the surprise, she fell into a deep silence, beginning to contemplate life.