Chapter 165
The Ancestor of our Sect Isn't Acting like an Elder
165 â The Significance of Safeguard
ââ bear with it . â
âHmm?â
Before Xue Qilin could figure out whatâs going on, a burst of pain shot into her head and the sound of a joint resetting sounded .
âAh â owww...! It hurts!â
Seeing Xue Qilin clasp the position of the joint and tears emerge from her eyes, Xihe was stunned .
âAre, are you exaggerating?â
âHuh, does it look like I am not?â
Xue Qilin touched her nape, and Xihe, who doesnât know whether to laugh or cry, asked, âWhy did you have such a big reaction?â
âIt was subconscious . Ha-ha, it was a subconscious reaction . â
Xihe rolled her eyes at Xue Qilin .
Then, under Xue Qilinâs surprised gaze, she fished out a folded white cloth strip from her sleeve . That should be used for bandaging .
As expected, Xihe ripped the white cloth strip to a suitable length and wrapped it around Xue Qilinâs elbow .
âItâs fixed for now . As for the wounds on your arm... you can heal them yourself, right?â
âMhm, no problem! Donât forget who I am!â
Xue Qilin wrinkled her nose .
Then, the wounds on her right arm glowed with green light . Under the warmth released by wood spiritual qi, the inflammation and bruises gradually disappeared .
âAnyhow, why do you have that cloth?â
âI like to be prepared . â
Sheâs carrying it with her? The unexpected answer made Xue Qilinâs expression suddenly turn strange .
âYou always carry it in your sleeve?â
âHmm, what about it?â
Xue Qilin crossed her arms and asked in vexation, âReally, do you all like to cram stuff in your sleeves?â
âItâs only some necessities . â
Feeling like she heard almost the exact same answer from someone else, Xue Qilinâs expression became even stranger .
âWhatâs up with your expression? Is there something odd? â take off your clothes . â
âThereâs nothing odd . I just fee â wait, what did you say at the end?â
Xue Qilinâs eyes widened . She watching Xihe get up and circle to her back .
âIâll bandage the wounds on your back . â
âUh, there, thereâs no need to do this . â
Looking like sheâs at a loss of what to do, Xue Qilin waved her hands . Seeing her like this, a mixture of reproach and pity streaked across Xihe eyes . She apparently feels that Xue Qilin doesnât treasure herself .
âItâs no trouble . Whatâs more, itâs better than leaving it alone, right? Itâs better to restore your state as much as possible . â
âThatâs true...â
Since the injuries on her back arenât serious and donât affect her mobility, Xue Qilin didnât plan to treat them .
Wood spiritual qi can accelerate the metabolism and has a superior therapeutic effect . However, this treatment method not only consumes true qi, but also puts a certain burden on the body . If injuries arenât serious enough to warrant an immediate treated, Xue Qilin, in general, wonât employ this method to treat them .
In this case, it may be a good choice to use conventional treatment .
Only, when undressing in front of others, Xue Qilin feels bashful and finds it hard to accept .
However â
ââ I actually donât like the smell of blood . â
Xue Qilin stiffened . What sort of expression is covering the beautiful face reflected in her eyes?
Is it reminiscence, or is it hatred?
No, itâs neither .n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
It is sorrow, which has been suppressed, and the pain that comes with it .
Reflected in Xue Qilinâs eyes, Xihe gazing at her has a hard to put into words look . Xue Qilin canât read it . Only... she seems to see a picture in those amethyst-like eyes .
A light yellow picture .
However, in a blink of an eye, the picture disappeared .
Was it a misconception? Xue Qilin was stunned .
âLet me bandage you, okay?â
Xiheâs voice sounded again, rapidly pulling the lass out of her absent-minded state .
After so much was said, can I still refuse? Xue Qilin sighed, feeling like she has become a villain that is bullying Xihe .
âFine, Iâll listen to you...â
Xue Qilin untied the band around her waist .
Rustling sounds rang as she took off her tattered outer garment . The undergarmentâs band on her back is severed . Without the lass needing to do anything, the straps slipped off her shoulders .
Remaining half naked, Xue Qilin pulled both ends of the clothing she just took off and sighed .
A large hole was ripped open on the back of the outer garment . The clothes are damaged in many places and stained with blood . Even if she wanted to mend them, where do you start .
âIâm afraid I canât wear these clothes anymore...â
Xue Qilin folded her clothes lovingly and set them aside .
These clothes were sent by Luo Qing . She cherishes them very much . Although there are numerous traces of the clothes being mended . But Xue Qilin was still unwilling to store them away, and instead treated them as her usual wear .
However, nothing is truly eternal, all things come to an end â Xue Qilinâs clothes seem to have come to an end today .
After taking off the undergarment and putting it on top of the folded clothes, Xue Qilin looked at Xihe again .
âOkay, letâs ââ
Somehow, Xihe seems surprised .
âWhy are you staring at me with wide open eyes?â
Xihe looked at Xue Qilin top to bottom . As if the other partyâs gazes has materialized, Xue Qilin feels her skin tickle .
âYour figure is better than I imagined . â
âWhat?â
How did the topic jump here all of a sudden? Xue Qilin is dumbfounded .
In the reflection of Xiheâs eyes, the graceful figure of the half-naked Xue Qilin doesnât resemble that of a lass who appears to be less than 14 years old .
The skin is fair, delicate, crystal clear; the waist is small; the buttocks are round . And the most striking are probably her legs â the lines are symmetrical and perfect, and the proportions are just right . Although the chest covered by her long hair is far from impressive, but it is inexplicably well-coordinated with the lassâs petite body .
With her ethereal breath, she seems like sheâs an article of divine craftsmanship .
After her gaze made the third round trip on Xue Qilinâs body, Xihe finally looked away . Being stared up and down, Xue Qilin has long since blushed .
âYou should take pride . â
Take pride in what? Xue Qilin wanted to ask this, but her intuition told her not to .
Suddenly, a cold tactile sensation came from her back, and Xue Qilin shrank her neck involuntarily .
âItâs cold! Why are your hands so cold?â
âItâs not that my hands are cold, but that your wounds are getting hot . Iâll apply some medicine . â
Xihe sprinkled a powder made of some unknown herbs onto Xue Qilinâs wounds .
âIt seems to be quite effective...â
Xue Qilin felt a cool sensation on her back and the faint itchy feeling subside .
âThis is a powder made from White Dragon Tongue flower, it has a good healing effect on external wounds . â
âOh, I see...â
Xihe patted Xue Qilinâs shoulder gently .
âLift your arms . â
âOh, okay . â
Xue Qilin raised her arms and let Xihe fiddle around and wrap the white cloth strip around her .
Then, there was silence .
With the two at a loss for words, only the sound of friction of the fabric remained .
âHey, why are you doing this?â
In the end, Xue Qilin, who could no longer hold back this question, was the one to break the silence .
Xihe didnât answer . She just continued the bandaging work in silence .
Xue Qilin turned her head, but Xiheâs bangs are covering her face, making it impossible for her to see the other partyâs expression .
â... what do you mean?â
After a moment of silences, Xihe asked back .
âYou understood me well . Iâm asking about the matter with Martial Demon Realm . â
âThis question is a bit redundant, donât you think?â
âWe just donât want to sit and wait for death . Or do you think that we should silently accept the bullying and humiliation?â
Xiheâs tone is slightly indignant, and the movements of her hands aggravated unconsciously . Xue Qilin didnât notice that the fur on Xiheâs tails has creased .
âThatâs not what I mean... But, is it worth it?â
Xue Qilin pressed Xiheâs slightly trembling hand and stopped her movements .
âDid you know? Although you guys have made so many sacrifices, the outcome may not be the one you desire... In the worst case, the situation may worsen, and the relationship between us and you will become even more strained . â
Xue Qilin emphasized .
âOr, do you not care about the fate of the martial demons?â
Xihe remained silent .
Her silence was longer than Xue Qilin imagined .
ââ Xue Qilin, what is safeguarding what you love to you?â
Xihe finally spoke .
What came out of her mouth was a rhetoric question . She doesnât seem to be looking for an answer .
What does it mean to safeguard what you love? Xue Qilin was stunned, and the chaotic thoughts that instantly sprang out in her mind made her unable to speak .
To protect them at all cost â this is Xue Qilinâs answer . But her intuition tells her that this is not the answer Xihe regards as correct .
âTo be able to safeguard what you love must be a refreshing feeling... But, arenât you mistaken about one point?â Xiheâs tone became distant, âTo safeguard is not to protect, but to âfulfillâ . To fulfill your loved onesâ thoughts, expectations, and desires â this is what to safeguard means .
Not letting your will guide you, but give your all to fulfill your loved onesâ thoughts and turn their wishes into your own â is this Xiheâs answer? Xue Qilin mused .
âI donât want to see my comrades suffer anymore, and so do they... Do you understand? What we want fulfill â to safeguard â even at the risk of dying?â
Xue Qilin drooped her eyes, and a few strands of silver hair brushed in front of her eyes .
âWhat is it...?â
â itâs like there is some kind of brilliance .
Xihe extended her hand, as if to capture something . The hand that reflected in Xue Qilinâs eyes makes one feel that the thing it wants to capture is very far away, to the point that one practically cannot see it .
ââ itâs security, homeland, future . â
Xiheâs words contain a flavor .
The flavor of yearning .
What she pursues â pursues at all cost â must be a beautiful vision .
Not to be discriminated against, bound, or hated; to be able to walk in the world with your head held high; to no longer fear death and malice strike at any time .
Thatâs all .
An extremely ordinary dream .
However, that must be the future that all martial demons dream of .
Um, thatâs what Xue Qilin thinks .