The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 112: The Condition of Yang Shui

"What the hell happened to him?" Asked Zhisu anxiously, but was ignored by Yang Jian. Yang Jian's face was still as calm as before, but if he looked carefully, it was clearly panic and fear that dominated.

Yang Jian put down Yang Shui's body carefully, could Yang Jian see Yang Shui's pale face as well as lips that were starting to turn blue even his breathing was very slow and slow. Yang Jian placed his palm on Yang Shui's forehead, a second later a golden light appeared and shimmered all over Yang Shui's body.

Slowly the light began to disappear and followed by the condition of Yang Shui's body gradually recovered, the originally pale facial hue began to color, and his blue lips began to improve even though they still looked pale. However, Yang Shui still closed his eyes despite starting to breathe regularly.

Zhisu heaved a sigh of relief at Yang Shui's change, while Hongli was still standing beside Zhisu observing Yang Jian with a watchful attitude. Yang Jian himself had no relief within him, even a dark aura began to encircle Yang Jian's body and was followed by his tightly clenched hands.

How not, as Yang Jian exerted his qi to recover Yang Shui's condition, Yang Jian was able to feel how weak Yang Shui's body was, after all, there was not the slightest hint of radiance of qi plus the extremely weak life energy of Yang Shui.

Seeing that Yang Jian's face grew even darker, without Yang Jian noticing his blue bead gleaming red in an instant. Yang Jian's anger rose, until the clap on his shoulder made Yang Jian wake up from the emotion.

"Hen-stop!" A faint groan rang out in Yang Jian's ears, just as he turned his gaze to a mature woman, she was Zhisu. Zhisu's entire body trembled violently, his face pale and accompanied by a cold sweat around his temple. On the other hand, Hongli felt the same thing that was not much different from Zhisu.

Not wasting any time, Yang Jian immediately retracted his aura, just then Zhisu's body collapsed to the ground and tried to scoop up as much air as possible. Likewise with Hongli, he held the seat back as a pedestal with one hand holding his chest that felt tight.

Ignoring the condition of the couple, immediately Yang Jian turned his gaze towards Yang Shui, Yang Shui who was still unconscious was frowning softly, cold sweat running down his temple. It was clear that Yang Shui was also affected by Yang Jian's pressure.

Yang Jian's chest felt claustrophobic at Yang Shui's condition, almost getting out of control and hurting his own mother. Not wanting to waste any more time, Yang Jian took out a few bottles of pure honey, qi enhancement pills, and healing pills. Surely the pill that Yang Jian took had a good quality with a seventy percent purity rate.

Not to forget also Yang Jian took some herbs and high-nutrient fruits that Yang Jian often consumed while in the Valley of Hell to strengthen his bones and body. Right now Yang Shui needed all of that to recover his condition for the better.

After all the materials were gathered, Yang Jian looked at Hongli and Zhisu in turn. Those who felt stared at instantly put on a nervous face. Moreover, Hongli, he felt that he was looking at a giant and himself like an ant. But Hongli's watchful attitude still remained the same as he clearly mentioned one name that was so familiar to his ears.

Yang Jian's gaze was still as flat as before, seeing that Hongli was still being suspicious of him made Yang Jian cluck in annoyance, "I hope you didn't commit such a meaningless act, Master. If you ever interfere with my mother's healing, then don't expect to see tomorrow." Yang Jian said with great emphasis. His cold and intimidating voice made both Hongli and Zhisu unwillingly bow their heads.

Yet Hongli was all his might trying to fight his fear, and replied to Yang Jian's remark. "I'm not a coward who attacks people off guard."

Yang Jian smiled obliquely at Hongli's words, obviously if this person before him could not possibly dare to mess around even if his vigilance loosened. But Yang Jian could feel that Hongli was serious about his words.

The protective seal was finally created, "None of them was able to get out or in from the protective seal circle without my consent." Said Yang Jian a moment after the seal was created.

Taking a quick look at the seal Yang Jian created before disappearing neither Zhisu nor Hongli could help his shock, they gawked knowing that the handsome young man Yang Jian summoned by Yang Shui was not just anyone.

Creating a protective seal was no easy feat, it took a huge amount of qi just for the sake of making one low-level protective seal. But their shock multiplied many times after hearing Yang Jian's words if no one had access to the seal without his creator's permission.

Such a seal was a high-level seal that only an elder could afford to create. Hongli and Zhisu stared at Yang Jian, who had turned his back on them. In both minds there was only one, which was that Yang Jian was an old man disguised as a youth, or Yang Jian could have undergone the practice to maintain his youth.

Zhisu and Hongli moved slowly. Yes, Yang Jian was an old man in the body of a young boy. Of course their thoughts were unknown to Yang Jian, if only Yang Jian knew it he might vomit blood.

After everything was done in order, Yang Jian started Yang Shui's treatment painstakingly. While Hongli and Zhisu were still trying to stabilize the condition of the body because it was disturbed due to Yang Jian's previous pressure.

"Have you heard the young man's words?" Hongli asked softly after the two sat on the chair, Hongli deliberately put up a protector so that their conversation would not be heard in Yang Jian's ears. The few things Yang Jian had done before were enough to make Hongli not to propagate Yang Jian or else their lives would be at stake.

Hearing Hongli's question, Zhisu nodded slowly, "Do you think that young man is dangerous? Or maybe he's one of them?" Zhisu asked warily as she looked at the back of Yang Jian who was sitting on the same mattress as Yang Shui. It seemed obvious if Yang Jian was trying his might to heal Yang Shui.

"I don't know, for sure we shouldn't be looking for any meaningful trouble against Mr. Sepuh." Said Hongli, his body was even still goosebumps considering that just a moment ago the aura emanating from Yang Jian's body almost suffocated him.

"Secent Lord? You have the same thought?"

Hongli nodded slowly putting on a serious face, clearly they meant that Yang Jian's age did not look as young as his face.

"It doesn't matter if he's old or not. To be sure, if he belongs to that person then our existence must be threatened. We have to run now." Said Zhisu worriedly, the look in his eyes showed great fear.

"Calm down. We cannot draw conclusions just like that. Either way we have to wait for Mr. Sepuh's explanation."

"Yes, we have no choice! And don't call him Mr. Sepuh in front of him if you don't want to die." Leshu Zhisu recalled how this protective seal shut them down.