Chapter 787: Feng Jiuge Faints

Chapter 787: Chapter 787: Feng Jiuge Faints

Yang Cheng let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head, "The process was tough, I almost couldn’t make it back."

He looked down at his own filthy body, black corpse blood had dried and hardened, sticking to his clothes, emitting a nauseating stench like a beggar crawling out of a garbage heap.

Cheng Qiyue, with her eyes reddened with compassion, reached out to wipe the grime off his face.

"Don’t touch!"

Yang Cheng hurriedly stepped back, raising his hand to stop her, "I’m really dirty, all the smell of corpse blood and rotten flesh, don’t dirty your hands."

Cheng Qiyue’s hand froze in mid-air, her beautiful eyes filled with pity and helplessness, yet she showed no disdain for his filth, softly saying, "I could never think you dirty, you can always wash it off!"

"This is the blood of Ghost Corpses, it’s poisonous, better not touch it."

Yang Cheng reminded her, his expression extremely gentle, smiling with white teeth against the black-red blood stains all over his face, looking a bit comical.

"I’ll wash up in a while, you better not touch me, lest you end up smelling foul too."

Just as he finished speaking, urgent footsteps sounded from behind.

Yang Cheng turned his head, just in time to see Feng Jiuge being helped in by a servant, walking in with extreme weakness.

She was in no better condition than Yang Cheng, her black tight suit had several tears, revealing her fair skin underneath, the wound on her shoulder was treated but still blood-stained, looking shocking, her long hair tousled over her shoulders, face smudged with black-red stains, an air of tragic beauty amidst her wretchedness.

Yang Cheng looked towards Jiang Heping and said, "This is Feng Jiuge, she got hurt helping me retrieve the Moon Marrow Blood Platinum, she needs rest, Patriarch Jiang, please prepare a room for her so she can bathe and rest."

Upon hearing that this girl became like this to acquire Moon Marrow Blood Platinum, Jiang Heping immediately nodded, "No problem, I’ll arrange it right away!"

He turned around and instructed the butler to prepare the best guest room, and also ordered hot water and clean clothes to be ready.

"Thank you."

Feng Jiuge gave a slight nod, a rare hint of gratitude on her cold face.

Just as she was about to step and follow the servant out, she suddenly felt a blackness before her eyes, her face turning pale suddenly, and the next moment her entire body seemed to drain of strength, collapsing softly towards the ground.

"Careful!"

Yang Cheng reacted quickly, darting forward and catching her firmly before she hit the ground.

Embracing armfuls of warm soft jade, yet he couldn’t afford the leisurely sensation, quickly looking down to find Feng Jiuge unconscious, terribly pale, lips devoid of color, her breathing so weak it was barely noticeable.

"Feng Jiuge! Wake up!"

He gently shook her, but there was no response.

"What’s wrong with her?"

Cheng Qiyue stepped forward quickly, softly asked.

"She was scratched by a Ghost Corpse, although I helped expel the Corpse Poison, she’s exhausted, and has lost too much blood, her body is extremely weak."

As Yang Cheng spoke, he carried Feng Jiuge horizontally, striding toward the guest room.

"Patriarch Jiang, send over some blood-replenishing soup and medicine, and some clean bandages and golden sore medicine."

"Okay, okay, I’ll get on it now!"

Jiang Heping agreed repeatedly, personally managing it, this girl was injured helping to retrieve the Moon Marrow Blood Platinum, no matter what, the Jiang Family would take full responsibility.

Yang Cheng carried Feng Jiuge into the guest room, gently laying her on the bed, then looked towards Cheng Qiyue who had followed in, and said, "Ms. Qi Yue, help me take her clothes off, I need to check her wounds."

Cheng Qiyue nodded, stepping forward to undo Feng Jiuge’s buttons.

The buttons of the tight suit were already complex, and made more difficult by the bloodstains, she struggled quite a bit to strip off the outer black suit.

Feng Jiuge wore only a light inner garment underneath, wrapping around a full chest, her fair skin emanated an ivory glow under the dim light, her waist slender enough to hold, her abdomen flat and taut, without an ounce of excess flesh, her figure was so perfect it was hard to look away.

Yang Cheng’s gaze lingered on her body for a moment, he had to admit Feng Jiuge’s figure was nearly perfect, but he had no mood for appreciation now, immediately tending to her shoulder wound.

The wounds were initially just shallow blood marks, but the corrosion from the Corpse Poison had made them ulcerate black, and the surrounding redness swelled spreading over her entire shoulder, looking shocking.

"This Corpse Poison is formidable, even after expelling the poison, the wounds are still festering."

Cheng Qiyue gasped in shock, she’d never seen such a wound.

"Ghost Corpses nurtured in the Land of Extreme Yin, the poison is naturally extraordinary."

Yang Cheng took the golden sore medicine and bandages delivered by the servant, first using the tip of a knife to clean away the necrotic flesh around the wound, then evenly sprinkled medicinal powder onto the wound, finally wrapping it carefully with bandages.

Throughout the process, Feng Jiuge slept deeply, her brows slightly furrowing from the intense pain, but remained unconscious.

"Let her rest well."

Yang Cheng tucked her in, then turned and exited the guest room.

Cheng Qiyue followed behind him, hesitated for a moment, couldn’t help but ask, "Yang Cheng, you weren’t alone in the Land of Extreme Yin, how did you meet this woman?"

Seeing her eyes filled with slight grievance, Yang Cheng knew she was jealous, hastily explained, "She was also there for the Moon Marrow Blood Platinum, we even fought once, then realized we were cultivating the same Cultivation Technique, could be considered as from the same school."

"It was very perilous at the time in the Land of Extreme Yin, if it weren’t for her help, I would have struggled alone to escape, maybe even died there."

"From the same school?"

Cheng Qiyue was taken aback, she hadn’t expected such a connection between the two.

"Yes, it’s a long story, I’ll explain it to you later."

Yang Cheng waved his hand, his body sticky, still exuding a fishy smell, having endured it to this extent already was pushing it, he just wanted to take a quick shower.

The two had just reached the front hall when Jiang Heping came up with a concerned face, asking, "Mr. Yang, is the young lady alright?"

"Not serious, just too tired, a good sleep will suffice."

Yang Cheng replied.

"That’s good, that’s good."

Jiang Heping breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Yang Cheng’s wretched state, chuckling a little embarrassedly, "Mr. Yang, you should take a bath first, I’ve already arranged for hot water, and prepared food and supplements, eat your fill, have a good night’s rest, you can treat Yu tomorrow, it’s not too late."

Though he was anxious about his daughter’s condition, he was not unreasonable, Yang Cheng almost lost his life to procure medicine, now covered with wounds, utterly exhausted, if asked to treat overnight, it would be intolerable.

"Thank you for your understanding, Patriarch Jiang."

Yang Cheng gave a slight smile, not declining, he was indeed in no condition to treat right now, his True Qi not abundant enough, any mistake could endanger Jiang Yu.