Beyond the Divine States

Chapter 20 Come Around

Holding an umbrella, Ning Changjiu closed the gate of the yard, bolted it and looked at that woman in white lying on the ground.

With the sleeves torn off, the woman was stained with blood. The sword wounds in her white arms were striking. She was lying prostrate on the ground. Her white clothes spread out like a bird's open wings.

The woman's back was also stained with blood and her dampened clothes were sticky and cold, closely clinging to her wounds. Under her body, there was also blood constantly seeping. As the rain dispersed, the surrounding ground was stained with blood shortly.

The woman was not dead. Although she was seriously injured in a coma, she still gave off a kind of inaccessible sword Qi.

Ning Xiaoling also came over in a hurry with an umbrella. As the pungent smell of blood came on her face, she hastened to cover her mouth and nose. Looking at the woman on the ground in horror, she looked at Ning Changjiu in confusion.

Ning Changjiu pointed at the woman's pale neck. Then, she slightly twitched and her sword Qi slowly faded away. She finally fell into a slumber.

The footsteps of the guards outside came. Ning Changjiu looked at Ning Xiaoling and asked, "Carry her into the room gently and then boil a pot of water."

Ning Xiaoling looked at the woman lying at the gate like a corpse and then said resignedly, "Changjiu, didn't we reach a deal to stay out of..."

She looked Ning Changjiu in the eye and finally stopped talking. She just replied, "Oh." Then she held back the pungent smell of blood and turned her over. With one hand under the woman's leg and the other hand around her shoulder, Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips and carried the woman into the room with difficulty.

Ning Changjiu looked at her back and grinned. Ning Xiaoling had been secretly cultivating for one year. How could it be so hard for her to carry a woman in a coma?

Someone knocked on the door.

Ning Changjiu calmed himself down. Crouching, he drew a circle in the air gently with the pads of his fingers facing the ground.

As the gate was opened, the leading guard looked at the handsome young man in black and knitted his brows. "Who are you? Why do you look so strange? Why are you living in the side yard of the prince?"

Ning Changjiu gave him a kowtow and said, "I'm here to expel evils under orders, so I'm residing here now. May I know what I can do for you?"

The guard looked him up and down and sniffed, saying, "You are the young man with extraordinary Taoist skills that the prince has talked of?"

Ning Changjiu replied with a smile, "Sir, you know me?"

The guard nodded smilingly and meanwhile with the corners of his eyes, looked at the ground of the yard behind him. Gazing at Ning Changjiu, the guard asked, "Have you seen anyone unusual passed by?"

"No." Ning Changjiu was slightly stunned and then asked in confusion, "Anything happened in the imperial palace?"

The leading guard sneered, "You are so smart, but you should watch your mouth in case of bringing any trouble to yourself."

Ning Changjiu said, "Thank you for your reminder. It is raining heavily. Would you like to come in and have a cup of hot tea?"

The guard said, "No need. I have important tasks to do today. The city is not in peace now. If you meet any suspicious person, remember to report it right away."

Ning Changjiu nodded his head.

One of the leading guard's subordinates said, "Why don't we go inside and search around?"

"No need. It will be too bad if we disturb the Taoist priest's cultivation." The leading guard laughed and led the other guards away.

Yet, when he left, he was also confused. Why did the bloodstains spread here and then disappear? He checked the young man's clothes and the ground behind him just now but he found no bloodstain at all. No matter how heavy the rain was, it couldn't be so cleanly washed. Was it...

The leading guard looked at the high wall of the yard, wondering whether that person still had the strength to leap above the wall and went away along the path.

No wonder there was no bloodstain on the ground.

He thought that he had guessed the truth and said with a deep voice, "Let's go. Check along the wall of the yard and see if there is any clue."

Ning Changjiu closed the door again. He lifted his sleeves gently and exposed the floating blood bead above his palm. The extremely dark petite blood bead was condensed by the bloodstains on the ground with the Taoist skill.

He also looked at the wall of the yard. The blood bead between the thumb and index finger spurted out and went at the tiles on the wall of the yard at an extremely fast speed, causing a long b****y trail.

...

In the room, Ning Xiaoling brought a wooden plate, put a piece of white cloth on it and placed the seriously injured woman on it.

The pot was placed well but the water was not boiled.

Ning Changjiu folded the umbrella and returned to the room. Looking at the seriously injured woman, he gradually frowned.

Fortunately, her cultivation level was extraordinary. Now, her breathing gradually became steady but the bleeding was not fully stopped. Some wounds were too deep to heal for the moment.

Ning Xiaoling looked at her worriedly and asked, "Who is this woman? Who hurt her so seriously?"

Ning Changjiu said, "If I'm right, she must be the female immortal that came in the sedan today."

Ning Xiaoling slightly covered her mouth in shock. She still remembered the stunning sword move before the imperial palace. It was difficult for her to link this woman full of injuries with that stunning sword move.

However, this woman was in great body shape. She was in a coma now but her sword intent was still outstanding. Surely, she was the sword immortal in white.

She slightly gasped. "Who can hurt her like this? Is it the weird bird above the imperial city?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head. "I don't know. Anyway, an extremely horrid monster is in the city now."

Ning Xiaoling said, "Since this immortal is still alive, the monster will surely come for her. Shall we...save her or not?"

"Yes," Ning Changjiu said calmly. "Xiaoling, go to Zhao Shisong's mansion and ask Tang Yu for some medicine for healing wounds and stopping bleeding."

Ning Xiaoling pointed at the woman and said, "Since she is so seriously injured, how about asking the prince to send for an imperial doctor?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "Don't complicate the matter. Besides, the imperial doctor may not be able to cure her."

"Oh..." Ning Xiaoling stood up reluctantly, picked up the umbrella and walked out of the yard.

The water had been boiled. Ning Changjiu fetched a white sheet, tore it into strips and put the strips into the pot for boiling. Then he got a basin, poured in the hot water, immersed the towel into the water and carefully tore off her sword clothes that had lost all the aura. There were tens of various wounds all over her body, many of which had scabbed and some of which were still bleeding. The sword wound under the torn vest was so serious that the bones were faintly seen. It was so striking.

A lot of blood that had coagulated was closely stuck to the clothes. Ning Changjiu had to lift the clothes along the cracks with a dagger and then tore them off carefully.

The smell of blood became even richer.

Ning Changjiu wrung out the towel and wiped the body for her.

"Tang Yu is not in the mansion so I asked the butler for some medicine. I'm not sure whether it will work." When she took the medicine and came back, Ning Xiaoling happened to see what Ning Changjiu was doing. She paused for a while, looked at the fragments of clothes on the ground and then glanced at the blood-stained n***d body and swallowed the saliva, saying, "Changjiu, how about me taking over your job?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and spread out his hand, saying, "Medicine."

When passing the medicine bag to him, Ning Xiaoling stared at his crystalline and calm eyes, and she suddenly had a feeling that her thought was too filthy.

Ning Changjiu fetched the medicine bag, opened it and sniffed. After making sure nothing wrong with it, he started to apply it to the relatively serious injuries. Even when she was in a coma, the woman let out some groans in pain. If it were not for the fact that she was wearing a mask, her continuously knitted brows due to the pain could be seen.

Ning Xiaoling squatted aside and watched Ning Changjiu apply the medicine to the woman and bind up the wounds while covering her nose and narrowing her eyes. She had to admit that she couldn't find any fault with the way Ning Changjiu did it, especially the way he bound up the wounds. The angles and slits of binding up the wounds were perfectly managed. Even the last knots were properly tied with the beauty of symmetry, which she found somewhat enjoyable.

Ning Changjiu took a look at her. Ning Xiaoling was slightly stunned and asked, "Eh?"

Ning Changjiu heaved a sigh. "Go and get some clean clothes."

Ning Xiaoling finally realized that this woman was wrapped in cloth strips but she was more or less n***d.

The young girl looked her up and down and felt angry somehow. After humming lightly, she turned around and went to look for the clothes in the closet.

After everything was settled, Ning Changjiu carried her in his arms and put her on the bed.

Just when he was going to point at her neck to unleash her acupuncture point when Ning Xiaoling suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."

Ning Changjiu asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Xiaoling gave him a sly grin and asked, "Don't you want to see what this immortal looks like?"

Ning Changjiu said, "Since she is wearing a mask, she must hope that her appearance won't be seen. Why would I act against her will?"

...

The woman opened her eyes and subconsciously touched her own face, which felt quite soft.

She realized that her pure white and cracked mask had been taken away and placed on the table aside.

Greatly shocked, the woman recalled what had happened before she passed out. Although she felt a serious headache, she still gritted her teeth and lifted the brocade quilt on her. Looking at her new clothes and carefully tied bandages, she bit the down lip gently.

"You are awake?" A voice came, asking a pointless question.