Chapter 67: Gains
Chen Lingxi withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at Yang Zhuri's lifeless body.
He walked over to the boy, crouched down, and reached out his right hand.
He pressed his palm against the grisly wound on the boy's neck. Spiritual qi circulated in his palm, and a hazy cyan light seeped from the edges of his hand, threading into the gash.
The severed blood vessels, muscle, and skin were temporarily sealed beneath the qi, stopping the bleeding.
He took out a pill and placed it in the boy's mouth.
It was a blood-stopping and healing pill he had bought from Jiren Hall for emergencies.
The boy's lips twitched, letting out faint hisses as if he were panting heavily, desperately breathing in this recovered lease on life.
The girl stared at all this in a daze. Her eyes held the lingering terror of witnessing a murder, yet they seemed to hold a newfound glimmer of life.
Though faint, that glimmer shone with undeniable reality.