
A coughing sound was heard several times inside the artificial cave made from the roots of the tree.
Wang Jia Li felt a pain sensation all over his body as he coughed a few times, making him jerk up from his sleep.
'Where ... me?'
Wang Jia Li sat down slowly. A hint of red light appeared in his black eyes, making the dark cave bright as if there was sunlight coming inside. Everything was clearly visible in his eyes.
It was commonplace for cultivators who had reached the realm of the mystic realm to have the additional ability to look into the darkness. He no longer needed to learn any special techniques to do so and only relied on the enhanced divine consciousness each breaking through a new realm.
The first thing he saw was a huge rock covering the mouth of the cave as if it was a natural part if seen from the inside as well as outside. There were also some small gaps that were not covered in stone allowing a bit of light outside to enter into the cave.
The current time is most likely night because the incoming light looks very dim.
Wang Jia Li raised his divine awareness and discovered that there was a group of poisonous insects within a few kilometers of him, no other human cultivator was found other than him.
'Did someone save me?'
Some blurry memories appeared in his mind. Many hitmen in black robes and conical straw hats appeared and surrounded him ferociously.
After a fierce fight, Wang Jia Li managed to get caught out of being outnumbered and they were extremely cunning.
He finds an opportunity to escape using a life-saving talisman from his teacher when the assassins are busy preparing various types of tools to kill him, they were fooled by the savage's wishes and provided a gap for Wang Jia Li to escape as far as 700 kilometers away thanks to the help of the talisman.
Wang Jia Li was unable to determine his destination as he hurriedly and still inexperiencedly explored the Southern Continent.
Luckily, he was sent randomly to the region that was raining heavily. Amidst the heavy rain, he saw a senior brother he had just met while following the expedition.
'Was he the one who saved me?'
Not far from his hand, Wang Jia Li saw the pile of bandages, talisman warding miasma qi and some medicine bottles made of ceramics making him dumbfounded.
Next Wang Jia Li looked at his body. His usual pale and bright face suddenly blushed red. He bit his smooth and thin lips gently.
It was a pity that the timid fairy beauty Wang Jia Li was that no one could see her, except herself for being caught in her divine consciousness.
Meanwhile, Yan Xu had already left him a long time ago.
Wang Jia Li became very embarrassed because the wounds all over his body had been treated to a very detailed bandaged by a man who was not a daonya— partner until now of course he did not have a dao partner and I haven't thought of looking for it.
The bandage on his body was a wound healing bandage with a concentration of 60% of the healing potion, arguably this was one of the middle-class first aid kits in the sect.
Each disciple usually received a healing bandage with a concentration of potions in the ratio of 20% to 35%, it was very clear that 60% was not a small number and Senior Brother dressed it to him.
With an honest opinion, the bandage was wrapped quite perfectly. The inside of the healing bandage was even smeared with spirit ointment that served to treat poisonous wounds.
Most of the injuries he had sustained had recovered by now. It's just that the pain from those injuries still hasn't lessened much.
However, the wounds on the shoulder and the right lower rib cage are very deep. There was also a bandage covering his chest that he had never shown to anyone, even while disguised as a man. This means that a person must remove the top of his cloak by shifting the position of the top from his shoulder.
Wang Jia Li suddenly raised his left hand to slap his own cheek. With a powerful voice, he said, "Senior brother Yan Xu has saved my life. He also bandaged the entire wound on my body patiently. How can I doubt Senior Brother's character and morals?"
Calmness and peace quickly recovered in his gaze. He scanned his own body and discovered that the aura on the dantian flow had stabilized. Overall, the wounds on his body recovered well.
It was obvious that someone had helped harmonize his aura, when he was unconscious.
It was a sealed message and could only be seen also read by Wang Jia Li because the message was made through a mixture of his blood and the sender of the message, which was none other than Senior Brother Yan Xu.
He poured out a bit of his qinya energy to unseal the blood, then rows of words began to appear one by one and there was also a map clearly drawn in his mind.
'We are from the same sect. It's not a big deal to help each other. This place is 1,200 kilometers from the point where we split up earlier. After this message, I have also patrolled the map picture clearly in your mind. You can take a detour to leave this place.'
'Make survival a top priority. There are miasma-fighting talismans, spiritual trail-hiding talismans, poison-resisting pills and qi-condensing pills beside you.'
'Junior sister, I will give you some advice and please pay close attention!— No one knows what is in the heart as well as the innermost thoughts of man. Do not trust others too easily because the road is always filled with danger. Please take good care of yourself.'
' .... Uh! This message was left by a male cultivator whose name you should not spread and you must keep it a secret!'
While listening to the last line, Wang Jia Li's beautiful eyes blinked a few times. There was a deeper meaning hidden within that last sentence, that was how he thought.
After Yan Xu's voice disappeared, a few seconds later a map image was clearly visible in Wang Jia Li's mind. The map was made with a very neat scale and lines, he had even marked which route to take.
Then, Wang Jia Li took out a miniature astrolabe-shaped artifact half the size of his slender hand grip, then channeled the image of the map using qi energy into a miniature astrolabe.
After the transfer is complete, a holographic light appears from above the miniature astrolabe like a three-dimensional map.
'Senior Brother Yan Xu is truly a true and kind man.'
—While he had actually given a clear route opposite from her to Wang Jia Li, if only the girl had known about it.
Wang Jia Li frowned subtly, keeping a miniature astrolabe behind his sleeve. A serious expression appeared on his face as he muttered, "There's no point in thanking him with words for this great favor. If Jia Li survived this disaster, Jia Li would be willing to give everything to repay the kindness obtained from Senior Brother."
As soon as he finished talking, he saluted the last direction Yan Xu's energy left.
He lowered his head and saw the miasma-fighting talisman and the self-concealing talisman stuck to his shoulder. At this moment, both of them were still effective at protecting him. There was still plenty of time to replace the talisman.
After packing his goods, Wang Jia Li began to adjust both the qi energy as well as the aura to his dantian, so that he was once again in his peak condition.
The sword he always carried hung in the corner. The spirit energy on his sword shone brightly, signaling that his sword had also managed to recover after the final fight.
Slowly, two figures appeared in his heart. The figure on the left was his childhood friend, Mo Li. They had joined the sect at the same time and would appear whenever Wang Jia Li needed help.
By the time he joined the sect, Wang Jia Li had already sensed something strange with Mo Li who was nearby and since then he had started to keep his distance.
However, he did not expect that the warm smile he always displayed would turn into a vicious smile full of poison with a sharp sword stab would stab Wang Jia Li from behind!
'What really happened to Mo Li? Why does his heart look so dark? Truly as Senior Brother Yan Xu said, the deepest hearts and thoughts of humans are clearly completely unpredictable.'
With such thoughts in mind, Wang Jia Li did not know whether to laugh or cry.
He had already turned his back on the world by becoming a cultivator, yet the world had not allowed the cold to let go.
Wang Jia Li felt very angry about the fate treatment on him, on the other hand he also felt very lost in the middle of the road because of such a sudden change in his life.
But, between the two people that appeared in his heart, the one who appeared on the right looked rather hazy and pitiful at first.
However, he became clearer as time went on, it was just a side view and changed to the view of his sturdy back like a rock.