In the room, Lu Ye stood bare-chested, sitting upright on the bed.
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Hua Ci sat opposite him, her gentle, jade-like hands caressing his chest. "Your injuries are healing much faster than I expected. What, are you thinking of becoming a Body Cultivator?"
Lu Ye, puzzled, asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Your blood and qi are much more abundant than those of cultivators at the same level, which is why your injuries heal faster. In the early stages of cultivation, refining one's blood and qi is often the path of a Body Cultivator, isn't it?"
"Not really." Lu Ye shook his head.
He had no particular interest in becoming a Body Cultivator. If nothing unexpected happened, he would become a Weapon Cultivator; the feeling of wielding a blade was quite satisfying. As for why his blood and qi were more abundant than those of other cultivators, Lu Ye suspected it had something to do with his daily consumption of large amounts of food.
Since he began his cultivation, his appetite had been astonishingly large, especially after mastering the Gourmet Meal technique, which made him eat even more.
Eating more naturally made his blood and qi more abundant, but since he had always been refining his essence into qi, his physique hadn't changed much. If he had only focused on enhancing his blood and qi, his build would have become increasingly robust.
"It's best not to. Body Cultivators aren't very good. In the cultivation world, they are often the ones who enjoy the best resources but suffer the most severe blows." Hua Ci laughed, "And your build isn't suitable for being a Body Cultivator."
"Body Cultivators?"
"That's what they call them."
"Interesting." Lu Ye smiled in understanding, "Then what do they call Medical Cultivators?"
Hua Ci pondered for a moment, "They are usually called 'crying to their parents'?"
Lu Ye frowned, "What does that mean?"
"Medical practitioners have a heart like a parent, ha ha." Hua Ci laughed heartily.
Lu Ye's face darkened, and the image of the gentle and intellectual woman in his mind crumbled...
He realized that Hua Ci's outward demeanor was just a facade, and only by getting to know her better could one discover her true character.
"You've been touching my chest since just now. Is this part of the healing process?" Lu Ye couldn't help but ask. Although the feeling of being touched wasn't unpleasant, it couldn't go on forever, and after all, he was still a young man with a lot of energy.
"No." Hua Ci withdrew her hand, "I forgot while talking to you."
She sat upright in front of Lu Ye, looking at him seriously, "Now it's starting. There might be some discomfort, so try to endure it without making any strange noises. The soundproofing here isn't very good, and it could easily cause misunderstandings."
Lu Ye didn't know how to respond to her words and didn't have the time to respond. After saying this, Hua Ci suddenly pointed at Lu Ye's chest, her fingertips glowing with spiritual energy.
Lu Ye immediately grunted, the point of contact not only causing pain but also an indescribable sensation that almost made him cry out.
Hua Ci smiled, pointing again and again.
Lu Ye's face began to twitch, and he grunted continuously.
"Cultivators often get injured in battles. Although there are various methods to treat injuries, they often leave hidden problems. These injuries are not visible but are deeply embedded in the muscles and organs. While they may not be fatal, if they accumulate, they can affect the physical body or the spirit orifices, hindering future cultivation. Ordinary sword and blade injuries are relatively easy to handle, but injuries caused by Dharma Cultivators cannot be cleared by medicinal pills. You were injured by a fire technique, so there is residual fire poison in your body. If this fire poison invades your spirit orifices, it will be difficult for you to open them in the future. If possible, I suggest you find a Medical Cultivator to adjust your body periodically to ensure there are no hidden problems."
Lu Ye was gritting his teeth, and he couldn't respond to Hua Ci's words. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would really make some strange noises.
He seriously suspected that this woman was doing it on purpose... otherwise, she could have told him these things earlier instead of choosing this moment.
After a while, Hua Ci changed from pointing to patting, her small hands gently patting and caressing Lu Ye's chest. With each pat, a stream of pure wood spiritual energy was infused into his chest.
The most difficult part passed, and Lu Ye gradually relaxed.
After about an incense stick's time, Hua Ci stopped.
Lu Ye looked down and saw that his chest was a mess of blood and flesh. His chest injuries were burns, so they didn't heal quickly. Hua Ci's patting had caused the scabs to crack open, and fresh blood flowed out, making the injuries look even worse.
But Lu Ye knew it wasn't as bad as it looked. Along with the blood, some other substances, likely the fire poison Hua Ci mentioned, were also flowing out.
He took a deep breath, feeling his breathing become much easier, and his whole body felt refreshed.
Hua Ci then came forward to apply the green medicinal liquid to Lu Ye's chest, using her spiritual energy to help heal the external injuries. After doing this, she bandaged his chest.
Next, she treated his arms, using the same method and process...
Finally, she treated the slash wound on his back...
When everything was done, Hua Ci was drenched in sweat. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, standing by Lu Ye's bed with a wistful expression, "What a pity, it will probably be healed in less than ten days."
"Hey..." Lu Ye looked up at her.
Hua Ci covered her mouth and laughed, "Oops, I shouldn't have said that." She then added, "But don't worry, you are my biggest client, and I will treat you well."
She held out her hand, "Ten spirit pills, please."
Lu Ye didn't say anything and took out ten spirit pills for her. Although the cost of today's treatment was twice as much as before, he felt it was worth it. He could sense that Hua Ci's methods were indeed very helpful for his recovery. According to his original estimate, it would take at least a month for his injuries to heal.
But now, it would probably take less than ten days.
Moreover, Hua Ci had clearly put in a lot of effort. She was drenched in sweat, and her face was pale, indicating significant energy expenditure.
"Generous, truly a rich man, doing as he pleases, how enviable." Hua Ci teased.
Lu Ye was taken aback for a moment, realizing she was saying he was rich and indulgent.
"Give them back if you don't want them!" Lu Ye reached out to grab them from her.
Hua Ci twisted her body, deftly dodging, and laughed, "Rest well!" She then left gracefully.
"Close the door!" Lu Ye shouted at her retreating back.
No response.
Lu Ye, fuming, got out of bed and closed the door himself before returning to his bed.
He silently decided that once he was healed, he would leave this place as soon as possible, or he would be driven to the brink of madness.