Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!

Chapter 1069 - 318: [Cave Maiden Zhan Li] (Part 2)

He didn’t know how long he had been in a coma, but he only remembered that, in a daze, someone fed him water three times.

After the third time, Chen Yan finally felt as if his body had loosened up a lot. This time, he fell into a deep, deep sleep.

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"Report to the Cave Maiden..." A voice, lowered and with a respectful tone.

"Silence! Talk outside." A pleasant female voice.

Then, the sound of rustling as someone got up, light footsteps...

In the midst of these sounds, Chen Yan slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he felt was the fatigue and weakness of his body.

That sense of weakness after severe injuries, which had drained his energy, made Chen Yan could not help but frown.

Then, he took a light breath, and the pain in his chest and abdomen disappeared. Chen Yan roughly judged that someone had treated the injury to his ribs, and the wound where broken bones had punctured his lungs was also well treated.

The absence of pain, along with smooth breathing, was the proof.

However, what made Chen Yan’s heart sink was that after seeing the surroundings, a thought involuntarily popped into his mind.

Could it be? Was he captured?!

At that moment, Chen Yan clearly saw that he was lying in a...

A wooden shed!

A wooden shed of the White Elephant Race!

The cramped space was not large, and due to poor lighting, it was also dim.

But he could still see the surroundings clearly, with the broken and simple wooden walls and the lingering smell of tree bark in the air.

The simple furnishings, and the fact that he was obviously lying on a dry straw mat—which wasn’t even padded with dry grass, making it feel very hard.

Chen Yan tried to move slightly, attempting to sit up, but failed.

A cloth was wrapped around his left thigh, with two wooden boards inserted inside to stabilize the broken bones.

The same treatment was done to his upper body.

Beneath the wrapped bandages, there was a faint, strong scent of medicine.

Chen Yan frowned—since they were treating his injuries, at least they didn’t intend to kill him.

But... why use such primitive healing methods?

Wasn’t even a single Bone Pill spared?

And...

Where was Gu Tongbing?

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After lying in the wooden shed for a while, footsteps finally came from outside, and as the door curtain was pulled aside, the light suddenly brightened for a moment, allowing Chen Yan to see the figure walking in.

It was a woman.

A Ghost Race woman, in tight clothing with narrow sleeves, but because she was facing away from the door, she was silhouetted against the light, and her face was indistinct.

The two seemed to stare at each other for a few seconds.

Chen Yan took a deep breath, preparing to speak, when the woman spoke first.

"Your injuries are fine, and you should recover completely in a few days. You just can’t get up and move for now."

Chen Yan remained silent, waiting for the woman to walk in slowly. Only then did he finally see her face clearly and was stunned.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhan Li, and I was the one who saved your life."

Chen Yan took a deep breath, looking at the woman’s face.

From a common aesthetic perspective, she wasn’t a beauty. Her forehead was slightly wide, commonly referred to as a large forehead—a person with such features has a relatively high hairline.

Her features weren’t delicate either, but there was a wild aura about her eyebrows.

However, Chen Yan noticed that the woman’s eyes were incredibly bright!

Her eyes were extraordinarily spirited!

"I... recognize you." Chen Yan replied in a low voice, smiling bitterly, "I’ve seen you at the auction in the City of No Return. You’re from the Black Wood Tribe of the Ghost Race, uh, the Cave Maiden? I suppose that’s the title?"

Zhan Li seemed to smile, "It’s good that you remember me."

"Why did a Cave Maiden of the Ghost Race’s Black Wood Tribe save me?" Chen Yan exhaled, smiling bitterly, "Have I been taken to the Black Wood Tribe?"

"Sorry to disappoint you. We’re still at the White Elephant Tribe for now." Zhan Li shook her head, her tone light, "You’re too seriously injured, and I have some matters to deal with here, so I brought you back to the White Elephant Tribe first."

Chen Yan frowned, "I..."

"Your injuries are no problem. I personally treated you, so there won’t be any hidden issues." Zhan Li’s tone was relaxed, pointing to the head of Chen Yan’s bed, "Your storage equipment is all here. I haven’t opened it, so you can rest assured about that."

Chen Yan frowned, looking at Zhan Li, "You’ve helped me with my wounds, and I owe you for that, but..."

He pointed to himself, at the bandages and traces of medicine, puzzled, "Why use these methods?"

A dignified Cave Maiden of the Ghost Race, a notable figure within the tribe.

Couldn’t even afford a single Bone Pill?

Zhan Li looked at Chen Yan and, after being stunned for a moment, laughed suddenly, "It seems you misunderstood my intentions. But I still advise you, in your current state, to avoid taking a Bone Pill if possible."

"Hmm?"

Chen Yan was taken aback.

Zhan Li shook her head, "You cultivators from outside the mountains are always overly reliant on elixirs like that.

Bear in mind, the world has its own laws; forcibly reversing them doesn’t show problems in the short term, but in the long run, hidden troubles will arise, and sooner or later you’ll suffer consequences.

The Bone Pill, although it can forcibly rejuvenate and accelerate self-healing, nothing in this world comes so cheaply.

Injuries that would originally take months to heal are restored in two or three days.

Potentially fatal injuries, allowing you to be up and lively after just a day of rest.