Chapter 78
"Wait" A pleasant female voice calls from deeper inside the Sect.
"Even if he is a Devil Cultivator, one as mighty as Po’En, especially an immortal cultivator who brings one of our own back must be met with hospitality. Won’t you join me in my chambers for refreshments? The day is hot for a walk."
She then turns to the young Elder holding me "Bring the girl to the infirmary, I can sense her cultivation is damaged"
He turns me by the shoulders and marches me away without a word. Not even attempting to carry the wounded maiden? What a douche.
"If you say anything about what really happened I’ll kill your family. Don’t think I can’t, my Uncle is the sect master" he sneers at me and pushes me roughly towards the infirmary doors.
"Now go get treated and don’t you ever run from me again. I have you now and you’ll belong to me forever."
I should have picked a more painful way to kill this guy.
A young medic is assigned to check my body for physical injury and change me into the white robes the sect uses to denote injuries requiring special treatment.
All is well, of course I’m not visibly injured. Even before cultivating, a Lycan heals faster than that. That is, until she gets to my pierced nipples and her face turns bright red.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were that sort of cultivator. I mean, there’s lots here but, you’re from the mystic side" she stammers, flustered.
I wink "How about we keep this our little secret, yes?" she nods her head rapidly.