Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 127 Chen Ru Awakens

"Senior Jiuyang, you misunderstand. Miss Chen is just a friend of mine. If we're not related, we're both members of the Qixia Sect, nothing more," Du Fan said with a wry smile and a shake of his head.

"She's not your Daoist partner, yet you were kissing and hugging that girl just now? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? Has the world really sunk to such a low level?!"

Jiuyang spoke righteously, seemingly filled with grief and indignation, but deep within his gray eyes gleamed a hint of mockery.

"I don't believe you couldn't see that I was saving her just now!" Du Fan said awkwardly, his face turning red.

"Alright, you don't need to explain to me. But one thing is one thing. If you want me to save this girl, you need to promise me something else." Jiu Yang raised his withered arm and waved his hand impatiently.

"Please speak, senior, as long as..." Du Fan said without thinking.

"Alright, you can definitely do it." Jiu Yang interrupted Du Fan impatiently before he could finish speaking.

"Please speak freely, senior." Du Fan said solemnly, clasped his hands in a bow, and spoke earnestly.

"I wish you two to become cultivation partners," Jiuyang said with a slight smile.

"What? Could it be that you're joking, senior?" Du Fan was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and was speechless.

"Hmph! I hate ungrateful, heartless people like you the most in my life!" Jiu Yang's eyes suddenly turned cold, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice.

"I wonder where this junior has been ungrateful or heartless?" Upon hearing this, Du Fan was taken aback. Then, a surge of anger welled up in his heart. He gritted his teeth, met the old man's gaze, and asked.

"Haha, let's not talk about how you frivolously treated this woman. Tell me first, who is stronger between you two? Whose physical body is more powerful?" Jiu Yang was amused by the situation. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he spoke in a deep voice.

"Is that even a question? In every aspect, I am far inferior to Miss Chen," Du Fan said, frowning.

"Then let me ask you again, if that's the case, why is she so badly injured, almost dying, while you are alive and kicking?" Jiu Yang sneered, his voice sharp and stern as he demanded.

These words struck Du Fan like a thunderbolt, causing his mind to reel. His face changed drastically, and his body trembled as if all his strength had been drained away in that instant. He took a weak step back.

It wasn't until much later that he calmed down a bit and slowly turned his head to look at the unconscious Chen Ru.

At this moment, Chen Ru's beautiful face was deathly pale, her lips were white, and her hair was disheveled, just like a withered flower, so tragically beautiful that it broke one's heart.

Du Fan felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if it were being cut by a knife. At this point, he could easily guess why he had fainted before falling into the pool...

Chen Ru knocked him unconscious, then used her own body as a cushion to take the fatal blow for him...

Chen Ru, however, bore the brunt of the impact from two people all by herself...

If it were Du Fan, he would probably be dead by now.

"I won't force you on this matter. It doesn't matter if you disagree. I can still send you away from here. However, I will not save this girl."

She risked her life to save you that day, which shows she had feelings for you. It's pitiful that she encountered a heartless and ungrateful person like you; saving her would only bring her suffering. It would have been better for her to die a quick death!

After Jiu Yang finished speaking, he looked indifferent, closed his eyes, and seemed to care nothing about anything else.

"This junior agrees to this matter, and requests Senior Jiuyang's help!" Du Fan glanced at Chen Ru again, revealing a gentle smile. After a long while, he took a deep breath, his eyes flashing, turned around, bowed deeply to Jiuyang, and said respectfully.

"snort!"

Jiuyang opened his eyes, snorted coldly, and said no more nonsense. His withered palm suddenly reached forward, and Chen Ru, who was by the stream, swayed and turned into a stream of light, hovering in mid-air in front of the old man.

Without any hand gestures or incantations, he swiftly unleashed several colorful spells with one hand, which entered Chen Ru's body one by one. The next moment, Chen Ru's body was enveloped in a layer of colorful light.

After about half an incense stick's time, Jiu Yang let out a light breath, flicked his arm, and put the spell away. He had finished casting the spell, and at this moment, a look of fatigue appeared on his face.

At the same time, the colorful halo around Chen Ru's body gradually disappeared, and her body trembled as she was about to fall. Du Fan, who had been watching anxiously from the side, reacted quickly and caught her in his arms.

"Senior Jiuyang, Miss Chen, she..." Du Fan looked at the old man and hesitated before speaking.

"Her injuries were quite severe, even more serious than I had anticipated, but she is now fine and will wake up in a few hours."

Jiuyang seemed somewhat weak, and his expression was rather listless. After speaking, he closed his eyes and remained silent.

Upon hearing this, Du Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, carried Chen Ru to a nearby boulder, placed her against it, and carefully put her down.

After a slight hesitation, he released another wisp of his divine sense to scan the woman's body.

A moment later, he found that Chen Ru's broken bones had basically healed, her meridians were smooth and orderly, and there was a faint magical power gathering within them. The damage to her internal organs had also been mostly healed, although her breathing was a little weak, but it was still improving.

Only then did Du Fan finally feel completely relieved.

But when Du Fan looked at Chen Ru again, he felt a suffocating pain in his heart, so intense that he could see that her once beautiful face had become haggard and pale.

Du Fan raised one hand and brushed away the messy hair on the woman's forehead. His fingertips inadvertently touched the woman's alabaster face, but it was as cold as water to the touch.

His hands suddenly trembled violently, and his body began to sway, as if he were experiencing an extremely unbearable pain. His brows furrowed tightly, a sign of heartache...

After a long while, Du Fan took a deep breath, looked away, sat quietly beside the woman, and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

……

Three days later, Chen Ru finally woke up slowly amidst Du Fan's tense and expectant expression. However, the first few times she woke up, her eyes were glazed over and her consciousness was unclear. She would fall into a coma again after a short while.

Two more days passed before the woman's gaze finally focused. When she looked at Du Fan, a look of joy appeared on her face. After managing a weak smile, she lost consciousness once again.

This time, however, Du Fan wasn't as worried as before. Instead, he stood up with renewed vigor, picked up some dry firewood from a nearby spot, and took out two grills from his storage ring, setting them up in front of the two of them.

Before long, he took out an iron pot, a large spoon, a cutting board, and some chopped green onions, ginger, and garlic.

Not far away, the old man Jiu Yang, hidden in the stone wall, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, glanced at Du Fan with a strange look in his eyes, and then closed them again.

With a flick of his wrist, Du Fan removed several fist-sized pieces of raw mutton. Just as he was about to make a move, he frowned slightly and muttered, "I forgot to bring a kitchen knife..."

However, he hesitated only slightly before a glint of light flashed in his eyes. With a flick of his wrist, he took out the silver magic weapon, wiped it clean, and quickly sliced ​​the mutton into a pile of slices. Only then did he nod, revealing a satisfied expression.

After putting away the magic weapon, Du Fan fetched a pot of water from a nearby stream, placed the pot on the grill, added some base ingredients, and then used a fire-igniting talisman to light the dry firewood at the bottom of the pot.

That wasn't all. Next, he instantly took out a raw leg of lamb, skewered it with an iron skewer, placed it on another grill, sprinkled some seasonings on it, and then lit a fire to roast it.

A moment later, the aroma of meat filled the air.

The old man in the stone wall opened his eyes again, sniffed, swallowed hard, but didn't say anything. He glanced at Du Fan, sighed softly, and closed his eyes again.

At this moment, the water in the pot had boiled. Du Fan took out a palm-sized gauze bag from his Qiankun Ring and threw it directly into the pot. After about half a cup of tea's time, he poured all the previously sliced ​​mutton into the pot.

"Elder Du, what are you doing?"

After a short while, just as Du Fan was fiddling with the lamb leg, a very weak and soft voice suddenly came from behind him, carrying a hint of surprise and curiosity.

"Miss Chen, you're finally awake!" Du Fan hurriedly dropped what he was doing, turned around abruptly, and looked at the frail figure with a look of surprise and delight.

Du Fan walked over, squatted down, and said with a gentle expression, "Don't move for now, rest for a while. I'll get you something to eat to help you recover. You're very weak right now and need to eat something good."

"You can cook?" Although Chen Ru was extremely weak at the moment, she still opened her pale and bloodless mouth wide after hearing this, her face full of disbelief.

"Hehe, you rest first, I'll tell you the details later. Oh no, the lamb leg is burnt!"

Du Fan chuckled, offering no further explanation. Chen Ru's genuine awakening greatly lifted his spirits; the heavy gloom that had weighed on his heart for days finally dissipated at this moment…

Half an hour later, the lamb leg was completely roasted, the aroma of the meat filling the air, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Even if this skill couldn't compare to Ye Feng's back then, it probably wouldn't be too far off.

Du Fan removed some dry firewood from under the lamb leg and controlled the fire temperature to a certain level. This only served to keep the lamb leg warm, but it prevented it from burning.

Then he walked to another grill, scooped up some soup with a spoon, tasted it himself, and frowned: "They forgot to add salt again."

He hurriedly took out a small pinch of salt and sprinkled it into the pot.

Behind him, Chen Ru kept her beautiful, curious eyes fixed on Du Fan's every move without blinking, but she didn't say anything to disturb him. Her expression was gentle and happy, which eventually turned into an indescribable feeling deep in her heart.