Li Chijin woke up to dim, flickering lights; he lay on a soft bed, and his senior sister Yuan Tuan was gently applying ointment to his back. The wound felt cool and comfortable, no longer causing him much pain.
"Ugh…"
He struggled to lift his head, and seeing the room filled with jars of medicine and Pill Scriptures, he knew he was in his senior brother Xiao Yuansi's loft, so he asked with a hoarse voice,
"Where's senior brother?"
"He's gone to Yuanwu Peak."
Yuan Tuan replied softly, her hair cascading down like a waterfall, the black tips brushing lightly against his neck.
"You can't take those healing pills since you're only at Fetal Breathing; I've treated your wounds with spells and this ointment—you should be better by tomorrow."
Li Chijin, however, was still worried about Xiao Yuansi and asked with some urgency,
"Did senior brother go to Yuanwu Peak alone?"
"The master is with him."
Yuan Tuan smiled and explained,
