Chapter 1315 - 665: Taming the Dragon
Not long after, a sudden pain struck my back, followed by an astounding ache in my head.
"Roar!" The pain was so intense that the Chi Wen let out a prolonged howl, lifting its weary body up a full ten feet before crashing heavily onto the beach. This little beach was utterly devastated today, the entire area crushed below sea level.
However, after this burst of agony, it felt as if a grey fog in its mind had been lifted, leaving its mind clear for the first time. It realized it had been shrouded in that fog for years, seemingly spawning numerous crazed, violent, and chaotic thoughts. These irrational and bizarre ideas made it forget who it was, forget why it was trapped here...
It was in a daze when Ning Xiaoxian patted its head, asking: "Feeling a bit clearer now?"
Just now, during the battle, she had noticed a small piece of peculiar metal protruding from the Dragon Child’s back, distinctly different from the chains binding it. It seemed as if someone had forcibly stabbed it directly into the connection between its skull and back, the angle incredibly tricky.
Her gaze narrowed, and she vaguely guessed why the Dragon Child was acting so crazed. Aside from being bound here and enduring the Evil Qi, chains, and starvation, the designer of the underground palace had even driven this metal piece into its brain. She had heard of some Human alchemists mastering secret techniques to drive inch-long nails into the back of someone’s head, without harming their life, only causing them to fall into a coma, madness, or mental haze.
Many secret techniques of alchemists originated from the Barbarians. Could this metal piece in the back of the Dragon Child’s head be serving a similar purpose?
She thought there was no harm in trying, considering the Dragon Child’s life force is much more resilient than a Human’s, so it shouldn’t be life-threatening even if she pulled it out. Therefore, this rather irresponsible individual truly jumped onto the Chi Wen’s back and yanked the thing out with all her might!
This piece of metal appeared small on the Chi Wen, but to her, it was so thick her hands could barely wrap around it. In such circumstances, she naturally couldn’t wield the Longsword Demon Skull. Fortunately, it wasn’t embedded very deeply and was buried within the soft folds at the back of Chi Wen’s neck, well-protected. She used about seventy percent of her strength to pull it out.
It was a golden staff, weighing an astonishing thirty thousand pounds. Had it not been for her unbelievable strength, she wouldn’t have been able to pull it out. Artifact Refining wasn’t her forte, and she couldn’t discern what metal it was by touch, but considering its use against Chi Wen, it was surely no folly, so she casually placed it into the Sea Bag.
The Chi Wen was stunned, as if it recalled something.
Once the Chi Wen stopped moving, she softly caressed its cheek: "You’re lucky; the Barbarian who did this wasn’t very diligent. Otherwise, if that nail had been driven a full ten feet deeper, you’d have spent your life in madness, never to recover." Was it the negligence of the Barbarian responsible for driving the nail? The angle was so cleverly chosen that the one placing it must have been an expert. How could such a blunder happen? The only reason was that the other party intentionally left room for recovery, allowing for the possibility of regaining clarity.
The Dragon Child snorted twice nervously, finding that the anticipated heavy blow never came. The pain that almost drove it mad also vanished, and it relaxed all at once.
Her caress was gentle, and even though its mind was not entirely clear, it no longer sensed hostility from her.
"Open your mouth," she said, forcibly prying its tightly shut jaw open.
She wouldn’t dare risk reaching her hand into its fearsome teeth, but fortunately, a few heavy blows earlier had knocked out two teeth on its right side, revealing two Big Holes. She easily tossed in two full bottles of two different types of elixirs.
Both elixirs were masterpieces of Hidden Stream Alchemists. One could rapidly heal injuries and nourish the body, while the other cleared the mind and had fantastic effects on mental confusion or madness. It wasn’t uncommon for cultivators to stray from their path and be swayed by Heart Demons, so naturally, the pills offered by Hidden Stream to outsiders had corresponding remedies. These four bottles of medicine could easily sell for thousands of Spirit Stones on the market. Worried that the dosage might not suffice for its large form, Ning Xiaoxian smashed the entire bottle in.
The Chi Wen didn’t know what she had thrown to it and instinctively licked it, chewing to find a refreshing taste, followed by the pills dissolving into sweet nectar flowing directly down its throat.
Once these two things were ingested, a wave of warmth swiftly spread through its body, wounds shrinking where it passed, blood flow halting, and a sense of comfort came faintly. To it, this rare and precious feeling hadn’t been experienced in such a long time.