"Ah!? Hey—what happened to you?" Fiona Nangong spun around at the sound of his pained groan, only to see Shawn Young grimacing with his teeth bared. Right next to Little Shawn, the bandaged wound was oozing blood that soaked through the white gauze—enough to make anyone wince!
At that moment, Fiona Nangong forgot all about being shy. She quickly squatted next to Shawn Young and pressed her slender hand right onto Little Shawn, thinking the wound was affecting that area. Panicking, she blurted, "Oh no! You're bleeding, I—I'll go get a doctor!"
"I—I'm fine! No need for a doctor, it was just a careless slip—" Shawn Young hurriedly brushed her hand away. This woman, honestly! Didn't she realize her touch was only making things worse for him?
"Are you sure you're really okay? The doctor said your knife wound is super weird. Even with the coagulant, it's hard to stop the bleeding! Your wound only closed up on its own for now!" Fiona Nangong stared anxiously at the blood-soaked bandage.
"Uh—healed on its own? Guess I'll have to figure out how to stop the bleeding myself!" Only now did Shawn Young realize how terrifying the demon blade Muramasa really was—normal treatments couldn't heal the kind of trauma it caused! He instantly thought of only one solution: he had to return to the Heavenly Sanctuary in his mind and fetch some Dragon Spirit Herb to treat this wound!
"You have a way? But—look at you! What could you possibly do now?" Fiona Nangong frowned, clearly worried.
"Uh—trust me, I've got it handled!" Shawn Young didn't bother explaining. He just shut his eyes and focused, ready to dive into the Heavenly Sanctuary.
But then something totally weird happened—Shawn Young discovered that his consciousness couldn't enter the Heavenly Sanctuary at all! Every time he got close to the edge of the magic bottle, a strange repelling force bounced his mind back, like a self-protecting barrier was guarding the Heavenly Sanctuary. Shawn tried several times, but it was the same every time. He just couldn't get in.
Helpless, Shawn Young opened his eyes and thought for a moment. Suddenly, it hit him—the Heavenly Sanctuary was linked to his cultivation level and true energy. When he became the Sanctuary's master, it fused with his Tiangang Supreme Qi, and as his cultivation grew, the Sanctuary evolved too, creating its own defensive barrier. The stronger he got, the tougher the Sanctuary became, all to keep its secrets safe from outsiders! After all, top-tier cultivators could use soul-snatching techniques, which weren't uncommon. If he wanted to enter the Heavenly Sanctuary, he'd have to channel enough Tiangang Supreme Qi to pull his consciousness inside!
Once Shawn Young figured it out, he tried to channel his true energy into the Heavenly Sanctuary—but the moment he did, a wave of intense pain shot through his chest, and his dantian was completely silent! His qi was gone, not a trace left!
"Ah!! I'm totally screwed—" Shawn Young snapped out of it, his face ashen like he'd been struck by lightning. The real terror of the Murasame Blade wasn't just its deadly edge—it could actually destroy and seal away all the qi in your dantian!
"Hey—what's wrong with you?!" Fiona Nangong was startled by Shawn Young's ghostly pale expression.
"My—my qi is gone!" Shawn Young muttered, his mind in chaos. If he didn't fix this, he'd go back to being just a regular guy! No way was he accepting that nightmare!
"Ah!! How could this happen?!" Fiona Nangong gasped, her pretty face turning pale. She was a cultivator too, so she knew exactly what this meant!
"I—I have to find a way to get my qi back!!" Shawn Young refused to give up. Then he remembered the Twin Spirit Rite—the most magical thing about it was how it could restore his qi in a flash. Back when he was just a regular dude, it was the Twin Spirit Rite that turned him into a Taoist hotshot!
"So—how are you going to get it back?!" Fiona Nangong pressed him.
"I need a woman! A virgin—" Shawn Young blurted out, not even bothering to hide it.
"A woman?! And why does it have to be a virgin?" Fiona Nangong nervously covered her ample chest—a habit of hers.
"Uh—not your problem. Just, uh, go get Yvonne Hu for me!" Shawn Young said, feeling a bit frustrated.
"You—how can you be like this! I'm only asking because I care about you! You—ugh, you're such a perv!" Fiona Nangong was so mad she could spit blood. Even in this sorry state, all he could think about was women—virgins, no less! Some things never change.
"Yeah, I'm a perv! So what?! I don't have to explain myself to you—besides, I didn't do anything to you. I'm just solving my problem with my girlfriend! What's it to you?" Shawn Young shot back.
"You—you—jerk!!" Fiona Nangong was so furious she could barely speak, nearly ready to explode.
"I'm here—" Just as Fiona Nangong was at her wit's end, Yvonne Hu's voice came from outside. The next moment, Yvonne swept into the hospital room in a white dress and walked straight to Shawn Young, her face full of concern as she took his hands.
"Uh—Yvonne, you—you've lost so much weight—" Shawn Young looked at her pretty face, noticing how much thinner and more tired she seemed, but her gaze was as gentle as ever. He was deeply moved.
"I'm fine! You know—that hair down there—I shaved it off myself. The doctor said it had to be done for the surgery. I was worried you'd get upset if someone else did it, so I took care of it myself—" Turns out Yvonne Hu had overheard Shawn Young's words from outside the room.
"Oh! As long as it was you!" Shawn Young felt a huge weight off his chest.
"Whatever you want to do, I'll go along with it—" Yvonne Hu had already made up her mind!
"Great! Help me up!" Shawn Young was thrilled. Yvonne didn't even ask what he wanted—she just went along, so understanding!
Yvonne Hu stepped forward and helped Shawn Young out of bed. Fiona Nangong, blushing fiercely, worriedly asked, "Shawn, you're so badly hurt—where do you think you're going?!"
"Obviously, I'm going to heal! Yvonne, let's go!" Shawn Young answered, urging Yvonne to help him out. He needed to find a good spot to 'solve his problem!'
"Heal?! This is a hospital—where else would you go to heal?!" Fiona Nangong called after them, totally confused.
"That's none of your business—Yvonne knows what to do. She doesn't ask a million questions like you! We're off—I'll come back once I'm fixed!" Shawn Young waved Fiona off impatiently, then left the ward with Yvonne's help, heading out of the hospital.
Fiona Nangong watched their backs disappear, clenching her fists in frustration. She just couldn't figure out what kind of special healing Shawn Young had in mind. The doctor had told her—wounds as serious as his wouldn't heal in less than a year!