Chapter 1102: Another Liu Zixuan
The Three Ghosts Needle truly lives up to its name as a sentient Ghost Gate Needle. After Liu Zixuan infused it with the Power of the Dragon Veins and guided it, it quickly became the leader of the other ten Ghost Gate Needles.
Coming from three different directions, they directly followed the meridian path and headed straight for Liu Zixuan’s Dantian.
The Dantian is the most important place for a Martial Artist, and it is the source of all Inner Strength, the foundation of one’s Realm.
The reason for this approach is simply to protect the Dantian while healing the Nether Palm Injury. This way, even if the healing fails, Liu Zixuan will not instantly become disabled and still has a chance to fight.
Of course, whether it will succeed, only the next moment will tell.
When all thirteen Ghost Gate Needles gathered around the Dantian, Liu Zixuan did not hesitate for a moment, shouted aloud, and directly drew all the Power of the Dragon Veins from the Sea of Consciousness towards the part with the Nether Palm Injury.
Crack...
Hiss!
Sounds echoed from within his body. On the outside, nothing seemed amiss, but inside Liu Zixuan, it was as if a dam had burst. The Ghost Gate Needle expanded his meridians, but such pure Dragon Vein power, containing extremely terrifying and violent force, crashed against the meridians like countless small knives grinding against Liu Zixuan’s meridians.
That kind of bone-gnawing pain made Liu Zixuan’s facial muscles twitch hard. Within two breaths, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and his cross-legged sitting body began to shake.
Persist!
If he falls, it’s not just wasted effort; it’s death!
His teeth clenched tightly, and the veins on his neck and arms bulged suddenly.
A moment later, Liu Zixuan looked as if he had taken a bath, with water droplets dripping from his hair tips.
At this moment, his meridians were numb from the pain, as if they couldn’t be felt.
Thump!
Liu Zixuan felt a strong surge of vigor rushing up, and instantly, his mind roared, and he fell to the ground.
After what seemed like an eternity, Liu Zixuan opened his eyes, but everything in front of him had changed. This was not the mountain cave behind Lingxiu Village but a small village that looked like an Immortal Realm.
The village was surrounded by peach trees, as many as ten thousand, all blooming with pink flowers, extremely vivid.
Amid these peach trees, a small river flowed, coincidentally positioned in front of the few houses.
Liu Zixuan walked towards the village involuntarily, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw a pregnant woman lying on the bed, painfully crying out with sweat covering her forehead.
"Help... help me!" The pregnant woman gripped the bedsheet, begging in extreme pain.
Liu Zixuan frowned, "I... although I’m a healer, I’m a man; it’s kind of inconvenient!"
"I’m... I’m close to... not making it!" The pregnant woman managed to say before fainting.
Liu Zixuan glanced around; the other courtyards were so quiet it seemed devoid of people. Was he really going to leave without help? But how could he betray the healer’s benevolent heart?
After hesitating for a moment, Liu Zixuan walked over, searched himself, couldn’t find the Ghost Gate Needles, but found a few ordinary Silver Needles. After pricking them into the woman’s acupuncture points, he covered her with a blanket.
Soon after, Liu Zixuan’s lips moved slightly, "I have no choice, I’m saving you, not taking advantage of you!"
As he finished speaking, Liu Zixuan began to help with the childbirth.
For some reason, though everything looked like childbirth signs, it was exceedingly difficult during the birth process.
Because the woman had fainted, couldn’t exert force, the child’s birth was exceptionally slow, and when the effectiveness of the Silver Needles manifested, the woman woke up but encountered massive bleeding.
This clearly put Liu Zixuan in a difficult position - no spare blood, no herbal remedies for blood replenishment. If this continued, the child might not be born before the woman died.
"Save... save my child!" Maybe the woman sensed something wrong with her body, she said weakly.
Liu Zixuan frowned. Since waking up, he didn’t know whether this was an Illusion Realm or reality. At the same time, he seemed to have forgotten many things, only remembering he was a healer.
Seeing the woman in such agony, he raised his eyebrows, directly cut his own wrist artery, and desperately held it to the woman’s mouth, "Don’t speak, first use my blood for replenishment."
The woman hesitated but eventually accepted. As time passed, her complexion became more flushed, while Liu Zixuan’s face grew paler.
After a few minutes, the woman pushed Liu Zixuan’s hand away and shouted, the child was born!
Liu Zixuan endured the physical and mental exhaustion as he cut the umbilical cord and wrapped the child, placing it beside the woman.
The woman looked at the child in her arms, gently pinching his cheeks, a baby’s cry echoed in the room.
"Little miracle worker, look how the child resembles you between the brows!"
Liu Zixuan looked down, although an infant’s features haven’t settled, it couldn’t be said to look like anyone, but indeed, this child’s brows had an uncanny resemblance to Liu Zixuan.
While he was puzzled, his wrist throbbed with pain, he fell heavily to the ground, swallowing his last breath!
...
"Am I... dead?"
Amid boundless whiteness, Liu Zixuan’s voice resounded slowly.
"Where there’s life, there’s death. In death, there must be life. Life and death are cyclical, an endless cycle!"
In this vast field of white, two voices appeared suddenly, along with two figures.
What’s peculiar is, these two figures were both Liu Zixuan.
The previous Liu Zixuan who asked if he was dead looked at the figure opposite, "Who are you?"
"I am you." The other Liu Zixuan answered with a smile.
"Nonsense, I’m the only one in the world!" Liu Zixuan scolded.
The other ’Liu Zixuan’ raised a finger and shook it, "Have you already forgotten the child you saved with your life?"
Liu Zixuan frowned, "You’re that child?"
"You could say that." The other ’Liu Zixuan’ slowly approached, "You died, I was born. So you are me, I am you!"
"Honestly, that kind of tongue twister would get you pelted with sunflower seed shells at a comedy show!" Liu Zixuan scoffed.
"You can still joke; it seems you are about to wake up!"
As the other ’Liu Zixuan’ finished speaking, his shadow dissipated without a trace.
Liu Zixuan looked up, only to see a blinding flash of light before everything around him became familiar again.
He was still in that mountain cave.
Scratching his head, "Was all that an Illusion Realm? But why did it feel so real? Who was that pregnant woman? Who was the child? And why did a person identical to me appear?"
Puzzled, Liu Zixuan accidentally inspected his surroundings, but this inspection led to his ecstatic jump.
"After dreaming a possibly fictitious dream, my injury is unexpectedly healed?"