Chapter 146 - 4.11 Cleansing Impurity
Lu Yizhou touched Heimo’s shoulder and startled. He was so hot! With a much urgent tone, he called out again. "Lan’er, are you okay?" He tugged on Heimo’s arm so that the demonic cultivator was laying on his back and shock wasn’t even adequate to describe what Lu Yizhou was feeling when he saw Heimo’s ghastly expression, the pain scrunching between his brows and his lips that was tinged with bluish hue. His teeth were chattering and he looked like he was in an awful lot of pain.
"Lan’er...?" Lu Yizhou patted his cheek and his other hand went to Heimo’s wrist to check his meridian. His heart sank as he saw the tip of Heimo’s fingernails had turned blackish where it was perfectly normal before. Lu Yizhou closed his eyes and let out a string of spiritual energy from his fingertips to probe Heimo’s inside. He sucked in a breath as he sensed Heimo’s chaotic energy flow as if a tornado was rampaging wildly. His vital points were either blocked or overflowed with the excess spiritual energy. If this kept on longer, he would definitely bleed from inside out before exploding into pieces! Lu Yizhou’s eyes saw red. The poison! It must be the poison flaring!
[You said the chicken meat is supposed to heal all poisons?!]
[666: Ayee, Host, it’s written like that in the Encyclopedia! And it’s a phoenix, not chicken! Wait—Wait a minute, 666 will scan his body and see what’s wrong!]
Lu Yizhou almost growled. [Hurry!]
Heimo was shivering violently even though his body was boiling hot. "Cold..." His lips muttered incoherently. "It’s so cold...so cold..." Lu Yizhou flicked his fingers and the fire burst up to the ceiling, so huge that it resembled a pillar of flame. The cave’s interior brightened considerably and next, he moved to pull out the remaining robes he had to wrap them around Heimo. However it was no use. Heimo kept struggling and flung the clothes away. It slipped down his upper half, displaying an expanse of pale skin and lean torso that was covered in a layer of sweat.
Lu Yizhou patiently tucked the robes all over Heimo again. "Lan’er, be good. Don’t move around."
"No...no..." His head thrashed around, the black locks clinging to his damp cheeks. "It hurts..."
"It hurts?" Lu Yizhou leaned down with a deep frown. "What’s hurt? Where are you hurting, Lan’er?" Of course, Lu Yizhou didn’t get any answer. Heimo was already too delirious from the high fever. Helplessness shook Lu Yizhou down to his very core. What should he do? He had little to none knowledge about poison in the cultivation era and general medical methods didn’t apply here either...
Fortunately, 666 swooped in right at that moment like a hero.
[666: Alright, here it is, Host!]