Chapter 9

The stiffness in Yi Yun's body became increasingly intense. His arms and legs were completely immobile, and these sensations were spreading to his chest and head. He could neither speak nor hear, and his vision became blurry.

He could only feel the tears dripping from his face; these were Jiang Xiaorou's tears.

She was shouting desperately, but Yi Yun could only vaguely see her mouth moving. Her voice seemed to be stretched out, and he couldn't hear it clearly at all!

Yi Yun felt an extreme sense of frustration. With a surge of determination, he struggled to move his stiff tongue and spoke hoarsely, "Lian... Lian Chengyu..."

Yi Yun's voice was unclear, but Jiang Xiaorou still recognized it, "Lian Chengyu? Did Lian Chengyu harm you?"

Yi Yun was already completely unable to speak. He felt the stiffness and coldness, like that of a corpse, spreading to his chest and converging towards his heart.

As soon as his heart lost sensation and stopped beating, his life would end!

Yi Yun felt as if he were a fish about to dry out, unable to move or breathe, only waiting to die. However, unexpectedly, when the numbness spread to his chest, a cold chill followed.

This chill was so clear and familiar, like a clear spring cleansing his body!

The purple crystal!

Yi Yun was overjoyed. This was the sensation from the purple crystal. Even in his worst moments, he could still feel the purple crystal!

The stiffness was supposed to spread throughout his body, but when it reached his chest, it met its match in the purple crystal, which he always kept close to his chest, inside his clothes.

The moment the purple crystal was activated, Yi Yun felt a small vortex appear in his chest.

This small vortex was inconspicuous, but—

"Swish!"

With a light sound, without any struggle or suspense, Yi Yun felt a sudden lightness in his body. All the energy in his meridians was absorbed by the purple crystal, and the stiffness disappeared.

Yi Yun's senses were completely restored. He moved his arms and limbs, and there was no abnormality. He had only broken out in a sweat due to the tension.

Is it over?

Yi Yun felt incredulous. After the purple crystal was activated, it took just an instant, less than a second, for him to recover!

This...

Yi Yun touched the purple crystal on his chest, dumbfounded. What exactly is this purple crystal?

"Yun'er, how are you? Don't scare your sister!"

Jiang Xiaorou, seeing Yi Yun's stiff body move but still looking dazed, was extremely anxious.

"I'm fine, Xiaorou. I... I'm completely fine..." As Yi Yun spoke, he felt something was wrong. As soon as he finished the last few words, he suddenly felt a churning in his stomach.

"Ugh!"

Without warning, an intense feeling of nausea came over him, and Yi Yun vomited.

In the past, when Yi Yun vomited, it was just acid water because his stomach was empty. But this time was different. He vomited dark, black blood with a foul smell!

This terrified Jiang Xiaorou, turning her face pale. In this world, when commoners vomited blood, it was almost a death sentence.

Yi Yun continued to vomit uncontrollably, and his body was covered in a layer of foul sweat, sticky and black like mud.

Seeing Yi Yun sweating and vomiting, Jiang Xiaorou, ignoring the stench, hurriedly wiped his mouth and patted his back.

"Yun'er, Yun'er, don't scare your sister. What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaorou's voice was trembling.

Yi Yun had no chance to answer. After vomiting out the black blood, he didn't feel extremely weak. Instead, he felt much more energetic. Apart from feeling extremely hungry, his entire body felt great.

I'm so hungry.

Yi Yun felt that even if a whole roasted sheep and a roasted pig were placed in front of him, he could eat them all.

"Sister... I'm fine, I'm just hungry, and... I want to take a bath."

The sticky sweat on his body felt like a slimy mud shell, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Yun'er, you're hungry?"

Hearing Yi Yun's words, Jiang Xiaorou felt relieved. In ancient times, a key indicator of a person's health was whether they could eat.

Whether it was "Lian Po is old, but can still eat" or Zhuge Liang intimidating the enemy by eating from a large bowl that was actually shallow, it all illustrated this point.

This standard was quite reliable.

Jiang Xiaorou wiped away her tears and hurriedly prepared a meal. While the coarse grain porridge was cooking, she also prepared a bath for Yi Yun and cleaned up the mess he had vomited.

Yi Yun took a comfortable bath and felt more refreshed than ever.

Strangely, after the bath, Yi Yun felt his vision had become much clearer. He could see the veins on leaves several meters away.

Hmm?

Yi Yun was slightly stunned, but before he could think more, he heard Jiang Xiaorou call, "The porridge is ready, Yun'er, come and eat!"

"Okay!"

Yi Yun also smelled the aroma of the coarse grain porridge.

Strangely, the coarse grain porridge that he found hard to swallow before now tasted sweet.

Yi Yun ate two large bowls of porridge in one go. He felt the porridge being digested completely in his stomach. After eating two bowls, he still felt hungry, but he had regained a lot of strength and felt lively.

"Yun'er, are you feeling better?"

Beside Yi Yun, Jiang Xiaorou hadn't eaten a single bite. She had been watching him the whole time. Seeing his good appetite, she felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe Yun'er was really getting better!

Although Jiang Xiaorou wasn't a doctor, she knew that treating illness involved regulating blood and qi.

Thinking about it, although Yi Yun's vomiting of blood was scary, the blood he vomited wasn't fresh but black.

Perhaps this was the stagnant blood in his stomach. Vomiting out stagnant blood might not be a bad thing.

And the sweat on his body was also very dirty. Vomiting out stagnant blood and sweating out dirty sweat, could it be that Yun'er had turned a misfortune into a blessing?

"Sister, I'm fine. I've never felt this good before..."

Before Yi Yun could finish speaking, he felt a soft body tightly hugging him.

"It's good that you're fine. You scared me to death..." Jiang Xiaorou's voice was soft. In this world filled with killing, bullying, and death, they were each other's only family.

She hugged Yi Yun tightly, as if afraid to let go and lose him.

After hugging for a while, Jiang Xiaorou wiped away her tears and carefully examined Yi Yun. Confirming that he was fine, she asked, "You mentioned Lian Chengyu's name earlier. Was it Lian Chengyu who harmed you?"

Yi Yun hesitated for a moment but then nodded, "Xiaorou, I think Lian Chengyu has ill intentions towards you!"

Yi Yun's words made Jiang Xiaorou blush, "You're just a child, don't talk nonsense."

For a child of eleven or twelve to say such things was indeed strange.

"This Lian Chengyu is too evil!"

Jiang Xiaorou said through gritted teeth. Lian Chengyu had harmed her brother, but she could do nothing to him. Lian Chengyu was too strong, and the entire warrior training camp was under his command.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud noise startled Jiang Xiaorou. She turned around to see the courtyard gate being kicked open, and a tall, muscular man stormed in. (New week, please give me recommendations. Yes, *Zhen Wu World* is a new book, currently flying solo. I sincerely ask for everyone's support.)

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