Chapter 112: Reappearance
The Chi Xiao’s scream was so miserably shrill that even Yun Qiao, who was in the middle of inserting a needle, instinctively lifted her head, and her hand slipped.
“Ow! Ow—ouch!” The spiritual healer disciple beside her cried out in pain, nearly in tears as he looked at the extra needle sticking out of his hand. “Master Yun…”
“Oh—sorry!” Yun Qiao snapped back to her senses and quickly withdrew the misplaced needle.
“It’s… it’s fine!” The disciple rubbed his hand and, glancing nervously toward the sky, couldn’t help but ask, “Master Yun, that sound just now—what was it?” It had been terrifying, but everyone had been too focused on treating patients to look up. All they’d felt was that the sky suddenly went dark for an instant, then bright again.
“I don’t know.” Yun Qiao shook her head, then thought for a moment and said, “This patient is stable. I’ll go take a look.”
She turned and walked toward the city gate. The patients were too numerous, and there was no large open space within the city, so they had set up their treatment area on the square outside the gate. Since most of the injured were unconscious and could only lie on the ground, Yun Qiao had to take a long detour to make her way to the gate.
When she arrived, she saw a fading mass of black mist on the ground—barely holding itself together—and a group of elders, including Wen Qing, all standing there looking dumbfounded.
Yun Qiao instinctively glanced at the black mist, realizing vaguely that it must have been the one that crashed here. She froze.
What in the world…? Did it just deliver itself to her doorstep?!