Chapter 127: Luring the Gu Insects

As he spoke, he pulled out an exquisite dagger and handed it to Lian Li. “Bleed yourself.”

“Alright.” Lian Li took the dagger, turned back into the room, found an exquisite, beautiful, and clean bowl, and placed it on the table.

He raised his left hand, pushed up his sleeve, and held his wrist over the bowl. Holding the dagger in his right hand, he moved to slash his left wrist.

This action startled the West Island Lord so much that he blurred across the room in a flash, catching the dagger with his bare hand.

“Slitting your wrist? Do you have a death wish?”

Lian Li looked up at him. “But if I don’t slit my wrist, where should I cut? If I cut my finger, not much blood will come out, and it won’t fill the bowl. I’d have to make several more cuts then.”

The West Island Lord was momentarily speechless.

This kid really was something; every time he spoke, it sounded bizarre, yet it was also damnably logical.

Feeling stifled, the West Island Lord didn’t bother to say more to Lian Li. He pushed the bowl aside, took a small upturned teacup from the table, and placed it in front of Lian Li. Then, he snatched the dagger from Lian Li’s hand to prevent the boy from trying to cut any more life-threatening areas.

Other martial artists might not necessarily die from slitting their wrists, but this kid was incredibly frail; he might actually drop dead.

If he ended up teasing the boy to death, when that brat Yun Huizhou woke up, he would surely nag him to death.

He pushed Lian Li’s sleeve up a bit further, gestured with the dagger, and finally made a small cut on Lian Li’s forearm.

Blood flowed out, though it didn’t gush as frantically as it would have from a wrist.

The West Island Lord gripped Lian Li’s arm, his internal energy surging to force Lian Li’s blood from the wound while simultaneously controlling it so it wouldn’t flow too fast or too much.

After a good while, the small teacup was finally half-filled with blood.

After raising his hand to help Lian Li staunch the bleeding, the West Island Lord said, “That’s enough for now. If I need more, I’ll come find you again.”

As he reached the door with the teacup of Lian Li’s blood, he suddenly stopped, turned back to look Lian Li up and down, and then let an inscrutable smile hang on the corners of his mouth.

His smile made Lian Li’s skin crawl, yet the boy didn’t dare to ask anything, only watching as the man departed with a light step.

The West Island Lord returned to his own room with Lian Li’s blood. He placed the cup on the table and took several types of medicinal herbs and a small bowl out of a cabinet.

Using his internal energy to directly grind the herbs into powder, he put them into the bowl, then took a small vial from his sleeve and shook it.

He then opened the vial, and an unpleasant odor wafted out.

The West Island Lord moved the vial further away, fanning the air in front of his nose with his other hand as if he utterly loathed the smell. However, because the contents were very useful, he couldn’t throw them away.

Pinching his nose, he poured the liquid from the vial into the bowl containing the medicinal powder and used a small wooden stick to stir it gently.

Gradually, the strange odor diminished.

The West Island Lord stirred for a long time, only stopping once the scent had completely vanished. Finally, he picked up the cup containing Lian Li’s blood and poured it all in.

The blood, which had already begun to congeal slightly, instantly dissolved into the medicinal juice.

He picked up the bowl and swirled it gently. Upon seeing the medicinal juice change from black to a pale green and emit a faint, delicate fragrance, he nodded in satisfaction.

“Fortunately, I succeeded in the concoction on the first try. Otherwise, having to go back to that kid for more blood immediately would be a bit too embarrassing,” the West Island Lord muttered to himself.

Carrying the bowl of medicinal juice, he went to the bedside and sat down.

At this moment, Yun Huizhou was still unconscious. Since he was the only one in the room capable of moving, the West Island Lord sighed softly; with no one to order around, he had to do everything himself.

He reached out to take a hand-rest from the bedside table, placed Yun Huizhou’s wrist upon it, and set the bowl of medicinal juice underneath.

Yun Huizhou’s fingers rested just against the edge of the bowl.

Once everything was positioned, the West Island Lord did not continue immediately. Instead, he pushed up Yun Huizhou’s sleeve and carefully observed his arm.

Seeing nothing unusual on the arm, he frowned slightly and pressed his finger against Yun Huizhou’s arm, injecting a sliver of internal energy.

At that moment, he finally “saw” what he wanted to see through his internal energy: several strange insects, smaller than sesame seeds, were scurrying along Yun Huizhou’s meridians toward the fingers resting on the bowl.

The fastest little insect was already circling at the tip of Yun Huizhou’s finger.

The West Island Lord simply watched, showing no intention of taking the next step yet.

Because the Gu insects inside his body had become active, Yun Huizhou felt discomfort even in his coma.

His brows furrowed tightly.

The West Island Lord saw this but had no intention of helping him alleviate it. He continued to observe the Gu insects within the body, counting their numbers.

It was quite a distance from the Southern Border to Shanyun Town. Even if Yun Huizhou had sensed something was wrong and refrained from using his internal energy, it didn’t mean these insects wouldn’t grow.

In particular, once Gu insects entered the body and left eggs behind, that was the real trouble.

Before the eggs turned into insects, they wouldn’t react to internal energy. Once the eggs hatched, it would be another mess.

The West Island Lord inspected very carefully and indeed discovered three places where the Gu insects, despite being restless, were unwilling to move a single step.

The West Island Lord knew those were the locations of the eggs.

He raised his hand and tapped forcefully on those three spots, instantly scattering the Gu insects huddled there. Without pausing, a sharp small blade appeared between his fingers, and he sliced a small opening at each of the three locations.

Using his internal energy to wrap three drops of the medicinal juice, he scattered them around the three openings and continued to wait.

He discovered that at two of the sites, the Gu insects scrambled out of the wounds to rush toward the medicinal juice dripped nearby.

The West Island Lord naturally wouldn’t let these insects actually consume the juice. With a slight flick of his fingers, all the insects that had emerged were frozen in place, then floated up and fell into another small vial.

He waited until no more insects emerged from these two wounds before using a cloth to wipe away the medicinal juice and applying some medicine to stop the bleeding.

Then, he looked at the final wound.

The Gu insects there were still unwilling to move.

The West Island Lord’s gaze turned cold. He pressed his index and middle fingers together and jabbed forcefully at that spot once more.

More blood instantly welled from the wound, causing even the unconscious Yun Huizhou to let out a groan.

This time, however, the Gu insects there were finally willing to move. After circling in place for a moment, they began to crawl toward the wound.

Yet, halfway there, the Gu insects changed direction again and began to scatter.

He looked back at Yun Huizhou’s fingers resting on the bowl, only to see that the Gu insects circling at the fingertips had also scattered.

The medicinal effect had worn off.

The West Island Lord curled his lip. That kid’s internal energy was still a bit too low. If he had the level of internal energy that this brat Yun Huizhou possessed, the effect wouldn’t have failed after such a short time.