sinovels Chapter 952 The Coma of Luo Sheng
Chapter 952 The Coma of Luo Sheng
Seven days later.
The ashes rustled against the soles of his boots.
The journey there was through flat wasteland, but the return trip seemed exceptionally long.
He walked slowly, but he never stopped.
He kept the two jade bottles close to his body, their surfaces slightly cool, pressed against his chest through his clothes.
He would touch it with his hand every now and then.
It's confirmed that it's still there.
evening.
The heavy black iron gate on the east side of the arena finally came into view at the edge of the horizon.
Lin Qiye stood at the edge of the ash layer, raised his head, and looked at the black behemoth nailed to the wasteland.
Two guards in black armor stood at the entrance.
Their expressions changed slightly when they saw Lin Qiye walking out of the wasteland.
"I'm back."
"Um."
Lin Qiye didn't say anything more.
He presented the jade token, and after it was verified, the black iron gate slowly opened.
The moment he stepped across the threshold, he heard a low slam of the door closing behind him.
Boom!
"I'm back..."
He muttered something under his breath.
Then quicken your pace.
……
A single stone room.
Luo Sheng lay on the bed, her face as pale as paper.
Her eyes were half-open, her pupils were somewhat unfocused, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
The child was wrapped in an old cloth and placed on the wooden table by the bedside.
The small body was curled up, the chest heaving very little, and the pale blue lines on the skin were deeper than they had been two days ago.
Footsteps came from the doorway.
The female therapist looked up.
Lin Qiye pushed the door open and came in.
The female therapist paused for a moment.
"Deacon Lin..."
Lin Qiye did not answer.
His gaze first fell on Luo Sheng.
They confirmed she was still breathing.
Then it was moved to the child.
Confirm that the child is still alive.
Finally, he walked to the table and took out two black jade bottles from his pocket.
The three layers of dark red wax seal on the bottle opening were intact.
"Yuanqing Pill."
The female therapist's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Top grade?"
"Top grade."
The female therapist took the jade bottle, broke the wax seal, and poured out one piece.
The pill was pale blue in color, with fine lines flowing across its surface, and emitted a refreshing medicinal fragrance.
"Truly top-quality."
Her voice was a little strained. "Where did you get it?"
"Bone Ruins."
The female therapist gasped.
Bone ruins.
She had heard of that place.
The black market outside the arena.
There was no gladiatorial arena for protection, and no rules from the governing body.
They only recognize primordial energy and blood there.
The young man before me went to the Bone Market alone to buy medicine and still came back alive.
Looking at Lin Qiye's pale face, the female therapist felt a surge of complex emotions that she couldn't quite describe.
"Use it for the child first."
Lin Qiye's voice was a little hoarse.
"How is Luo Sheng doing?"
The female healer answered while dissolving the pill.
"The situation has stabilized for now."
"After you left, her vital energy became disordered several times."
Lin Qiye nodded.
"How long will it take for him to wake up?"
"It's hard to say."
The female therapist paused.
"Her foundation was severely damaged, and she exhausted herself during pregnancy. This childbirth almost completely drained her vitality."
"It's a miracle that we're still alive."
"after……"
She didn't continue.
Lin Qiye understood what she meant.
Luo Sheng's foundation has been completely destroyed.
Even if they are saved, their cultivation level will be difficult to restore to its original level.
……
The female therapist carefully fed the dissolved medicine into the child's mouth.
The pale blue liquid flowed down the child's tender lips, emitting a cool and refreshing aroma.
The child's previously weak breathing became noticeably more stable the moment the medicine entered his body.
The startling pale blue lines on her skin began to fade slowly.
The female therapist let out a long sigh.
"The effects of the medicine are wearing off."
She placed the empty jade bottle aside, then took out a silver needle from the medicine box and inserted it into an acupoint on the inside of the child's wrist.
The silver needle trembled slightly.
A faint blue light emerged from the needle's tip, like a tiny stream, and slowly flowed into the child's body.
That was the residual medicinal properties of the Yuanqing Pill, which was being guided by the silver needles into the depths of the child's bone marrow.
The whole process lasted about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The child's breathing finally calmed down.
The light blue lines on the skin have completely disappeared.
A faint blush appeared on that wrinkled little face.
"alright."
The female therapist removed the silver needles, carefully examined the child's body again, and only after confirming that there were no abnormalities did she wrap the child up again and place him back on the bedside.
"The source bone has stabilized."
"You just need to rest for a few days and you'll recover."
Lin Qiye stood by the bed, looking at the child.
The child was already asleep, his little fists clenched tightly, his breathing even and steady.
He didn't speak.
I just watched in silence for a while.
The female therapist packed up her medicine kit and stood up.
"Deacon Lin, mother and child are safe."
"Regarding Luo Sheng's condition... this is all I can do for now."
"Her foundation is too severely damaged; I cannot repair it now."
Lin Qiye nodded.
"I see."
The female therapist hesitated for a moment, but then spoke.
"Deacon Lin, there's something I'm unsure whether I should say."
"explain."
"Miss Luo Sheng's foundation was completely destroyed from within."
"During her pregnancy, the fetus in her womb absorbed too much of her essence."
"This kind of depletion is neither due to external injuries nor the depletion of source energy."
"It is... the loss of the very essence of life."
The female therapist looked at Lin Qiye with a complicated expression.
"I can't treat this condition."
"Even the arena's treatment area can't heal him."
"Only a power at a level higher than the arena can save her."
Lin Qiye remained silent.
The female therapist did not continue speaking.
She picked up the medicine box and bowed slightly to Lin Qiye.
"Deacon Lin, I'll take my leave now."
"Call me anytime if anything happens."
Lin Qiye hummed in agreement.
The female therapist pushed open the door and left.
The door closed behind him, and the room fell silent again.
The flame of the oil lamp flickered gently in the corner, casting a long shadow of Lin Qiye.
He stood by the bed, looking at Luo Sheng.
Luo Sheng lay on the bed, her face as pale as paper.
Her eyes were half-open, her pupils were unfocused, and her breathing was so faint that it was almost inaudible.
Once, she was the most powerful queen in the Asgardian universe, ruling over billions of living beings, and sitting on a throne taller than this entire arena.
Now, she lies in a stone cell, on a cold stone bed, her vital energy as weak as an oil lamp that could go out at any moment.
Lin Qiye sat down on the edge of the bed.
He reached out and took Luo Sheng's hand.
That hand was cold and thin, with blue veins clearly visible on the back of its hand.
"Luo Sheng."
He called out softly.
no respond.
Luo Sheng did not wake up.
Her breathing was still there, but so shallow that it was almost imperceptible.
Lin Qiye did not let go of her hand.
He closed his eyes, and the power of the Blood Demon within his body slowly circulated.
A wisp of extremely faint blackish-red mist seeped from his palm, flowing slowly into Luo Sheng's body along her wrist.
The fog was not aggressive.
It was gentle and light, like a thin veil, spread over Luo Sheng's almost depleted meridians.
The essence of the Blood Demon's power is life.
It is both plunder and nourishment.
It is destruction, and it is also rebirth.