Chapter 010: The Art of Reviving the Dead

It was only after laughing to the point of tears that Xia Qianqian was able to regain her composure from the overwhelming excitement.

Xuan Yuan Shilan was in a great mood, pouting and letting out a low murmur. After a flurry of wing flapping sounds, the light mouse appeared, sticking out its pink and tender little tongue.

Haha, that's great

On the empty ground beneath the circle, Xia Qianqian's body showed no signs of abnormality, as if she were merely asleep

"Um, where am I? Heaven or hell?" Xia Qianqian's vacant gaze regained its brightness, and the world transformed from a blur to clarity, ultimately reappearing before her eyes

Fu Lianchun looked at the three silent individuals, smiled, and broke the silence: "I sense that there seems to be residual magical fluctuations within you, and this fluctuation should originate from a technique of our Medical Sage—the Art of Resurrection. I also heard from Brother Lü that you have a very formidable master. May I be so bold as to ask, is this senior the Medical Sage? Is he a cultivator above the Nascent Soul stage?"

With a whoosh, the Sacred Ancestor's Heavenly Needle flew back into the center of the formation, and the pale yellow stone suddenly dimmed, as if it had never shown any signs of disturbance. Meanwhile, the junction of Xia Qianqian's severed arm was flawless, showing no trace of any repair.

A pale green light emanated from the Sacred Ancestor's Yan Tian Needle, dancing and flowing in the air, swiftly moving towards the left arm of Xia Qianqian that had fallen to the ground. Upon contact with the wound of the severed arm, the light ceased to flow and, in an instant, enveloped the severed arm layer by layer

What happened

My master is a practitioner at the Core Formation stage, yet he is unable to learn the Rebirth Technique. Only those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage can access such advanced spells. Perhaps this senior doctor is even more formidable than a Nascent Soul practitioner!

At the mention of "Teng," Xia Qianqian was startled and sat up straight

Are you sure

It is only possible for those in the Nascent Soul stage, which seems quite coincidental

With a whoosh, Xuan Yuan Shi Lan felt a weight on his shoulder. He turned his head to look at the rays of light spilling from the fabric at his shoulder, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips: "This time you managed to escape quickly, but if you make the same mistake again, I will throw you back into the Bi Ling Huan He!"

Lu Hongyun shook his head, and then he heard the sarcastic voice of Chen Henan, who was following behind them: "Tsk tsk, what a lucky fate! No wonder you found a master as soon as you arrived at Qianyu Qianchong; it seems this good fortune has been inflating like a balloon all the way.

She was very curious; since the four of them had passed through the Dragon Gate together, how could they not be together? What changes had occurred that caused them to disperse, leading to both herself and Sun Jinjian dying at the hands of Zhang Yueyue

We encountered a young girl in front of the Dragon Gate. Although she had not yet begun her cultivation, she already had a master. Her master even gifted her a storage bracelet that can only be used by a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage

"Haha, I am truly in awe of you, esteemed master. You have actually resurrected right on the spot!" Xia Qianqian did not hide her admiration and reverence for Xuanyuan Shilan, laughing uncontrollably in a state of forgetfulness.

"Is she the girl you just mentioned?" a young man in a white shirt standing beside Lu Hongyun asked in a low voice

Xia Qianqian's eyelids kept twitching: "Haha, yes, I have a particularly great fate..."

Hmph, I hope I do not encounter those two individuals; otherwise, I will definitely skin them alive and pull out their tendons!" Chen Henan said through gritted teeth, filled with resentment. "It would have been fine if those two had just escaped, but they actually added insult to injury. Otherwise, how would we have happened to stumble upon an entire nest of Black-eyed Golden Monkeys.

"Brother Fu truly has a chivalrous heart." Xia Qianqian looked at the handsome and clean-smiling Fu Lianchun and felt a sense of joy in her heart, "But why are there only the two of you? What about Zhang Yueyue and Sun Jinjian?"

Xia Qianqian pressed her forehead and sighed, saying: "Fortunately, I did not encounter those two individuals; otherwise, what you would be seeing now would be my corpse"

Xia Qianqian does not intend to tell them the truth. Firstly, there is no way to explain her resurrection, and secondly, she cannot disclose Zhang Yueyue's act of murder and treasure theft. Otherwise, the fact that she has died once will be impossible to conceal.

However, in the blink of an eye, Xia Qianqian, who was supposed to have perished, seemed to have been reborn, as her heart suddenly resumed its beating: "Thump... thump..."

Lu Hongyun cast an unhappy glance at Chen Henan, then warmly introduced the young man beside him to Xia Qianqian, saying: "This is the Medical Sage Fu Lianchun, a practitioner at the fourth level of the Qi Refining stage. After we leaped over the Dragon Gate, we were besieged by a group of Black-eyed Golden Kings, and Brother Fu happened to pass by and came to our rescue."

"Hurry, I can feel the power of revival; the legendary healer must be here." Along with the cheers of Xia Qianqian, a deep male voice echoed, sounding not very far away.

Hearing her say this, Lu Hongyun's expression darkened further, and Chen Henan fell silent as well. For a moment, the surroundings became quiet, allowing one to clearly hear the strange chirping of insects in the pine forest at night, as well as the occasional low growl of a monster in the distance

The footsteps grew more hurried, and Xia Qianqian was taken aback. She suddenly got up from the ground and ran. As a result, being naturally directionally challenged, she ran in the wrong direction, actually charging straight towards the source of the sound, colliding head-on with the approaching person.

Storage bracelet? Could this esteemed medical sage be the master of that young girl... Hurry, let's go take a look

She smiled awkwardly, yet her heart was filled with regret. She did not expect them to mistakenly believe that she was swept away by the whirlpool of Longmen because she could not escape. However, this misunderstanding was quite beneficial, as it spared her the need to concoct a lie to explain.

The faint golden light at the interface suddenly radiated brilliantly, as if it were singing the song of life

Xia Qianqian merely smiled foolishly, as it is best to feign ignorance at such times; only a heartless fool can live a long life

A faint, subtle wail emanated from the shoulder, as if pleading for mercy

Upon hearing Xia Qianqian inquire about the two of them, Lu Hongyun's expression suddenly darkened, making his already cold face appear even more somber

Indeed, Zhang Yueyue is truly ruthless; she not only targeted her but also took lethal action against Lv Hongyun and the others

After her mind regained its calm, Xia Qianqian immediately lowered her head to examine her body: all the wounds inflicted by the thorns had healed, leaving no scars. The cut on her neck made by Zhang Yueyue had also vanished without a trace. Most importantly, she felt as if she had been reborn, experiencing an unprecedented vitality

Suddenly, the Sacred Ancestor's Yan Tian Needle flew out from the center of the talisman array and pierced into Xia Qianqian's severed arm. Then, an incredible scene unfolded as the glowing severed arm unexpectedly flew back to Xia Qianqian's left arm. Meanwhile, the Sacred Ancestor's Yan Tian Needle rapidly danced up and down, and in the blink of an eye, it tightly stitched the two segments of the severed arm together

"It really is you!" Lu Hongyun's eyes suddenly brightened upon seeing Xia Qianqian. "We all thought you had been caught in the vortex of Longmen and were doomed. That's great, you're safe!"

The circle flickered and vanished, as if it had never appeared. Inside, Xuanyuan Shilan reclined half-heartedly before the couch, savoring fine wine, surrounded by countless bottles and jars. Some of the jars emitted strange, multicolored gases, indescribably peculiar.

She lived? Not dead? How is this possible? Could it be—Xia Qianqian's obsidian-like pupils suddenly widened, and she exclaimed in disbelief: "Master Xin can resurrect himself on the spot!"

"Go back and drink." As soon as the words were spoken, the light mouse flapped its wings, and then Xuanyuan Shilan and the light mouse vanished into thin air. Suddenly, a nearly transparent circle appeared in mid-air, revealing what seemed to be another space inside.