The Only Male Emperor in a Female-dominated World

Chapter 325 Treating Injuries

Inside the side room of the Moon Palace, Moon Mother opened her eyes and absorbed the rich power of faith around her into her dantian.

He heaved a sigh of relief, "Huh~, luckily nothing unexpected happened."

Projecting a shadow across billions of miles to kill the enemy would have been an easy feat in the past.

Now that his injuries have recovered less than 10%, killing one of them is already the limit.

If Yu Linglong and Ao Shaoruo were to fight to the death, things would become quite tricky.

"Wen Birou, you can't help it so soon."

There was a coldness in her eyes, and she understood better than anyone else.

Apart from the Palace Master of the Divine King Palace, who else has such ability to call on three old monsters of the Heavenly Saint Realm to attack at the same time?

The jade hand turned, and a silver key appeared between the fingers.

"There are still 100,000 years before the Tianzang Secret Realm opens. I must recover my strength as soon as possible and complete the task assigned by my master."

However, the spiritual energy in the lower world is turbid and full of impurities, which the Moon Body cannot absorb at all, and will affect the foundation of future cultivation.

The power of faith is scarce and far from enough.

It seems that there is only one way left - Yang Yuan.

Yang Yuan, as the purest yang energy between heaven and earth, is a hundred times better than star power.

If he absorbs massive amounts of Yang Yuan every day, his injuries will be healed within ten thousand years, so Wen Birou is naturally nothing to be afraid of.

"I'm sorry Sister Hu, I had no choice."

Mother Yue muttered to herself.

Although a sister's husband should not be bullied, Chen Lingjun is too important and must be obtained.

Thinking of this, she called the guards outside the door.

"Someone, call the court priest."

.........

As the strongest force in the Five Realms, the Palace of the God King was located in the famous paradise - Dew Blessed Land, with an area equivalent to half a moon of the Divine Dynasty.

It is divided into four areas: Palace Master's Pavilion, Chidori Pavilion, Attendant Pavilion, and Elders Pavilion.

The Palace Master's Pavilion is located in the most central area and is the core of the other three pavilions. It is also the residence of Palace Master Wen Birou and is decorated in the utmost luxury.

Just one crystal jade brick on the floor is worth tens of millions of spirit stones.

Inside the magnificent hall, a beautiful middle-aged woman leaned over the table and wrote the four characters "Pure your mind and calm your spirit" on paper with a brush.

The beautiful woman was wearing a white silk short skirt, her hair draped over her chest, and her face was like carved ice, cold and hard.

The golden eyes revealed a domineering look, as if they could see into people's hearts, making people dare not look directly at them.

At this time, a servant came to report, "Palace Master, Ao Shaoruo wants to see you."

Wen Birou did not pause in her movements and said without raising her head, "Let her in."

After a moment, Ao Shaoruo came up to him with a face full of resentment, "Palace Master Wen, you are too unkind. Moon Mother is so powerful, and you still let the three of us kidnap Chen Lingjun."

"If I hadn't fought so hard to escape, I would be a corpse now."

Hearing this, Wen Birou paused, "Moon Mother took action?"

"of course."

Ao Shaoruo told the whole story of the battle that day and even exaggerated it, describing Rong Miaoxuan's death as particularly tragic.

Wen Birou frowned slightly. That doesn't make sense.

The opponent had been sealed for so long, and his strength was only one tenth of what it was. How could he have defeated three people in an instant and killed Rong Miaoxuan so brutally?

Could the situation have changed?

When she got excited, Ao Shaoruo's eyes were filled with tears, and it seemed that she would cry out loud in the next second.

Wen Birou just looked up and immediately calmed down.

"You didn't lie to me, did you?"

Ao Shaoruo forced a smile on his face, "I guarantee that what I said just now is true. Not even the ashes of Rong Miaoxuan are left."

Wen Birou moved lightly with her lotus steps, her skirt swaying back and forth, staring straight at the other person.

Ao Shaoruo gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to look him in the face.

call out!

A jade bottle flew towards her and she subconsciously grabbed it.

"What you want is in there, get out of here."

Wen Birou said coldly.

"Okay, goodbye, Palace Master Wen."

Ao Shaoruo didn't care about her bad tone, she put away the jade bottle and left happily.

After working so hard for so long, I finally got the ancestral blood.

Looking at the other person's departing back, Wen Birou smiled, and nine supreme laws surrounded her body.

"Mother Yue, it seems that I really underestimated you."

.........

Chen Lingjun looked at the mother and son lying on the bed, his brows furrowed.

Wu Weiyue was fine, he just had some internal injuries due to depletion of his star power, and he would recover after taking healing pills.

Wu Yuanmeng's condition was much more serious. All the bones in his body were broken, his tendons and veins were damaged, his internal organs were displaced, and when he pinched it, it felt like a ball of water.

The soul was ambushed by Yu Linglong and most of it was broken apart by the Purification God Tower. It looked very bad.

The terrible thing is that there is not a single bit of star power, and it cannot be transmitted.

The three wounds on the chest caused by the dragon claws were shocking and deep enough to penetrate the bone.

He couldn't take the pills, and he couldn't use his spiritual energy and star power. He really had no other choice.

You can't inject Yang Yuan into it.

"Forget it, let's save Wu Weiyue first, maybe she has a solution."

Chen Lingjun took out a healing pill and put it into Wu Weiyue's mouth.

Not long after, the other party slowly opened his eyes and woke up, "Where am I?"

"Mother Yue took action. We successfully survived the crisis and are on our way back now."

Chen Lingjun explained.

"That's good, as long as you're okay."

Wu Weiyue struggled to sit up, grimacing in pain from the wound, and immediately saw Wu Yuanmeng lying beside him.

She immediately realized that something was wrong, "Mom, wake up."

In my impression, my mother has always been a strong woman who is decisive and busy all day long. She has never looked so miserable.

As he shouted, even his voice began to choke.

Although the two often quarreled, they had a deep affection for each other. Which daughter in the world would hate her mother?

No matter how she shouted, the other party did not respond at all, and his breathing was gradually weakening.

Chen Lingjun held Wu Weiyue in his arms and comforted her, "Don't worry, the high priest will be fine."

Then he told the injury and asked if there was a solution.

Wu Weiyue shook her head and wiped away the tears from her eyes. "No, maybe if we return to the dynasty, Mother Yue will have a way."

Even if the Lengtianxuzhou travels at the fastest speed, it will take at least ten days to return to the Moon God Palace. I'm afraid Wu Yuanmeng will be in the reincarnation by then.

Perhaps she could recover on her own with her strong physical fitness.

But the possibility is very small. Not everyone is like Chen Lingjun who possesses the four divine bodies and can heal quickly without treatment.

"Jun'er, I want to be alone."

Wu Weiyue held her mother's right hand tightly and spoke.

"Okay, I'll be in the living room, call me if you need anything."

Chen Lingjun stood up and left, giving the other party some private space.

Wu Weiyue held her mother's hands tightly, feeling extremely regretful and wishing she could slap herself twice.

Why do you always make your mother angry and talk back to her?

On the bed, Wu Yuanmeng's breathing was weak, and the shape of the Nascent Soul in his body was gradually becoming blurred. He could die at any time.

Suddenly, her thoughts went back to the time when she was beaten by the ancestor of the Lu family. The injuries were exactly the same as her mother's now.

if……

Sitting on the soft chair in the living room, Chen Lingjun was very depressed.

Thinking of the many guards and Wu Yuanmeng who died protecting him, he felt a little guilty.

He took out the liquor and drank it alone.

"Wen Birou, wait for me. I'm not done with you."

He thought of a revenge plan in his mind and planned to destroy several of its branches.

Gulu~

Wu Weiyue opened the door and walked out with a troubled look on her face.

He quickly stood up and went over to comfort her. It would be hard for anyone to feel bad after their mother died.

Pfft!

The next second, Wu Yuanmeng fell heavily to his knees.

Chen Lingjun was confused and reached out to help him. "What are you doing? Get up quickly."

Wu Yuanmeng gritted her teeth, and after a fierce ideological struggle, she said, "Jun'er, please heal my mother's wounds like you saved me."

"What?"

He thought he had heard it wrongly, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Wu Yuanmeng kowtowed three times and said, "I know that reputation is very important to men, but I really can't think of any other way."

Chen Lingjun had a strange look on his face. Was this the reason for all the fuss?

Although he had a general impression of Wu Yuanmeng, he could make an exception for Wu Weiyue's sake.

"You get up first, I'll think about it."

Seeing the beauty give in, Wu Yuanmeng breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and hugged Chen Lingjun excitedly.

"Jun'er, thank you."

Chen Lingjun pushed the other person away with a look of reluctance on his face, turned around and left, "Wait for my news."

Enter the room and go to the bedside to observe the situation.

Wu Yuanmeng's condition became increasingly serious. His breathing had basically stopped and his chest was rising and falling only slightly. If you didn't look carefully, you would think he had died.

The other party’s cultivation is too high, and it cannot be absorbed all at once, otherwise he will die of exhausted Yang Yuan just like in his previous life.

From this we can see that the process is still risky and he must be extremely careful.

.........

Seven days later, Wu Yuanmeng slowly opened his eyes, unable to distinguish reality from reality.

In her mind, she seemed to be trapped in a dark box and could not escape the darkness no matter how much she ran.

I wanted to shout out loud, but no sound came out.

This situation lasted for a long time, and just when we were feeling hopeless, a bright light suddenly appeared in the distance, illuminating the whole world.

She ran towards the light with all her might. She didn't know how long it had passed before she finally reached the end. It turned out to be a auspicious cloud.

She rode on the white clouds and played, as if she had returned to the days when she was a child playing in a fishing village.

Then all the scenes disappeared, she fell into the clouds, and her consciousness returned to reality.

What catches the eye are two snow-white, slender legs, emitting a crystal-clear light.

Looking up, I saw a handsome and familiar face.

Wu Yuanmeng woke up instantly and tried to sit up hurriedly, but her internal injuries were aroused, causing her to gasp.

"Hiss! It hurts."

Hearing the noise, Chen Lingjun opened his eyes, his face full of fatigue.

"High Priest, you are awake."

"What...what's going on?"

Wu Yuanmeng's face was full of disbelief, and he didn't know how to explain to Yue Mu when he returned.

Chen Lingjun ignored him, put on his clothes casually and went back to his room to rest.

There is very little Yang energy left in his body, he is very tired and now all he wants is to have a good sleep.

Not long after, Wu Weiyue pushed the door open and walked in, her face full of surprise.

"Mother, you finally woke up."

The emotions that had been suppressed for many days suddenly burst out at this moment, and he threw himself on the quilt and cried bitterly.

Some people you only realize their value after you lose them.

Wu Yuanmeng gently stroked her daughter's hair, her face full of doting, "What's wrong, Yue'er, why are you crying?"

A few minutes later, Wu Weiyue calmed down and told everything that had happened in the past few days.