Chapter 5339: Does it still hurt?
David removed his robe as instructed, revealing a shallow wound on his left arm. The wound was the result of flying debris from the black-robed man’s self-explosion. Although shallow, the wound still contained traces of lingering evil energy.
Ling Xue’s eyes flashed with sadness as she saw the wound. She carefully dipped a cloth in spiritual water and gently wiped the blood from the wound, her movements so gentle that she seemed afraid of hurting David.
The warmth of the spiritual water combined with the gentle scent of the immortal grass, sending a soothing warmth throughout the wound, and the remaining evil energy slowly dissipated.
“Brother, next time you have to be more careful,”
Ling Xue said softly as she applied medicine to his wound, her voice choked with sobs, “I know you’re very strong, but I’m still worried… Worried that something will happen to you, worried that I’ll never see you again…”
David looked into her dull eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his heart softened. He raised his hand and gently stroked her hair: “Silly girl, I promise, I will be more careful next time.”
Ling Xue raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears, but she held back her tears: “Brother, I heard from Master that you are going with Master Hu to find the headquarters of the Evil Dao Palace, right?”
David was startled, then nodded. “Yes. The Hu clan’s spirit is in the main hall, and I can’t let Master Hu go alone. After all, the Sixth Hall Master of the temple has repeatedly targeted me, so I must go to the Sixth Hall of the Sixth Heavenly Temple.”
Ling Xue bit her lip and remained silent for a moment before speaking slowly. “I know I can’t stop you. You have your own ambitions, your own affairs, and I can’t be a burden to you.”
He took a deep breath, a glint of determination in his eyes. “I will train diligently in the Holy City of Swords and wait for your return. Once I’m stronger, I’ll be able to fight alongside you when we face danger again!”
The determination in his eyes touched David deeply.
He knew that Ling Xue was no longer the little girl who always needed his protection. She had grown independent and had her own self-respect.
“Very much,”
David smiled and nodded. “I’ll wait until you’re stronger. Then, we’ll fight side by side.”
As the night deepened, the Sword Sect headquarters gradually became quiet, only the occasional chirping of insects and the fluctuations of spiritual energy from the disciples’ cultivation could be heard.
Ling Xue didn’t leave. She sat beside David, packing her things for the next day, including several bottles of medicine for her wounds and a magic herb she had picked herself.
While doing so, he continued to babble, “Brother, the immortal energy of the Sixth Heaven is denser than that of the Fifth Heaven. When cultivating, be careful in controlling your spiritual energy and don’t overdo it. If you
If you encounter an unknown demonic beast, observe it carefully beforehand and do not act rashly.
“Also, take this bottle of ‘Qingxin Pills’ with you. If you’re attacked by evil spirits, it will help you calm your mind…”
David listened patiently, nodding occasionally.
He knew that behind this instruction was Ling Xue’s deep reluctance and worry.
“Lingxue,” David interrupted, his voice low and gentle. “After I deal with Sixth Heaven and find the main hall of the Evil Path Palace, I will definitely come back for you.”
Lingxue paused for a moment, looking at him, her eyes filled with attachment. “Brother, I will wait for you. No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you.”
She stood up and gently fell into David’s arms, her arms wrapped tightly around David’s waist, her cheek pressed against David’s chest, feeling his steady heartbeat.
David raised his arms to hug her, his nose filled with the scent of the woman’s hair, his heart filled with tenderness.
“Big brother,” Lingxue’s voice was muffled. “I… I want you to remember me.”
David lowered his head, looked at the top of the woman’s head in his arms, and whispered, “I will never forget you.”
As the night deepened, the lights in the room flickered, illuminating two figures embracing, filled with reluctance and tenderness.
“Are you still sick?” David asked gently, looking at Lingxue.