Luo Yang ca here just to save Zhu Zishan.
This transparent-skinned woman seems to have contracted this mysterious illness right from her mother’s womb.
"Is this illness congenital?" Luo Yang asked.
"Yes. I have been like this ever since I was born. I have never walked on land; I always lived in the water. My sister calls Shuii, and you can call Shuii too," said the transparent woman.
From these words, it was evident that Shuii had placed her hopes on Luo Yang.
But there’s one thing that Luo Yang didn’t quite understand: how did Shuii know about his exceptional dical skills?
"Elder Sister Shuii, your illness is too complex..."
Before Luo Yang could finish, Shuii got angry.
"You’re saying my illness is incurable?!"
Hearing this despairing tone, Luo Yang felt that if he said "yes," Zishan’s little life might not be spared.
His mind raced, and Luo Yang replied with confidence, "Elder Sister Shuii, I don’t an that it’s incurable; it’s just that it might take a bit more ti."
Upon hearing this, Shuii’s tone softened considerably.
"I’ve been like this for twenty years already; I don’t mind waiting a few more days. If you can make walk on land, I can marry you!" Shuii suddenly said.
Marry ?
Luo Yang was startled and quickly said, "Elder Sister Shuii, there’s no need. Saving a life is a greater rit than building a seven-tiered pagoda. Helping you with your illness is what soone with my dical knowledge should do."
Speaking against his conscience, Luo Yang felt a bit embarrassed.
Marrying a woman from Skull Fortress—who could guarantee he wouldn’t turn into a set of skull bones by dawn?
Luo Yang had no fondness for the people of Skull Fortress and only wanted to stay away from these evildoers.
"I keep my word! As long as you cure , I will be yours!" Shuii asserted uncompromisingly.
This...
If so, Luo Yang didn’t dare to cure Shuii’s illness.
After all, Shuii could live in the water, so why bother walking on land? Is there anything enviable about that?
Being able to swim freely in the ocean truly inspires admiration.
"Elder Sister Shuii, I’m not soone who takes advantage of others. You’re sick, and I’m helping you; that’s the right thing to do. Don’t repay with ancient thods. Just release my friend, and it’ll be fine," Luo Yang said.
"I! Don’t go back on my word! Is Zhu your wife?!" Shuii asked.
In such a situation, if he misspoke and angered Shuii, Zhu Zishan might be in danger.
Luo Yang thought for a mont and said, "Does it matter?"
Shuii seriously replied, "Yes! If she’s your wife, I will be the main one, and she will be secondary!"
At tis, when Shuii spoke, she seed to lack energy, and Luo Yang worried she might pass out while talking.
"Elder Sister Shuii, I can help you with your illness, but it can’t be cured in a day. Can I et with my friend now?" Luo Yang quickly changed the topic.
"No! You help with my illness right now!" Shuii demanded.
At this point, Luo Yang had no choice but to sit by the edge of the pool, stretch his hand into the water, and check Shuii’s pulse.
For a mont, Luo Yang considered capturing Shuii on the spot or pulling her out of the water.
But if he failed, Zhu Zishan would surely die.
Thus, Luo Yang had to think three tis about this risky move.
Touching Shuii’s skin felt like touching ice, cold and smooth.
After checking the pulse, Luo Yang realized that Shuii had no pulse!
This situation was not recorded in the dical section of the Shennong Scripture!
Luo Yang was also flustered.
"You! Can’t cure ?!" Shuii sensed sothing from Luo Yang’s worried expression.
"No! Your illness is particularly complex, and it might take a long ti to treat." Luo Yang replied without hesitation.
A mont’s hesitation would make Shuii more suspicious.
"As long as my illness can be cured, ti is not a problem!" Shuii said excitedly.
At present, he could only treat a dead horse as a living one. The urgent task is to find out where Zhu Zishan is being held.
"Where is my friend Zhu Zishan? I’d like to say a few words to her," Luo Yang requested.
"Once you cure my illness, she will appear!" Shuii said.
It sounded like Zhu Zishan was under house arrest.
Everyone entered the altar under the Frozen Lake, and they needed Zhu Zishan to accompany them.
If Zhu Zishan disappeared and Luo Yang didn’t explain the situation, Hua XiYi and others would think Luo Yang deliberately hid Zhu Zishan.
This bla, Luo Yang did not want to carry.
He couldn’t bear it even if he wanted to.
The Skull Fortress must know Zhu Zishan is going to find the Blood Devil, Luo Yang said, "If Zhu Zishan doesn’t show up, then I’m in trouble. So will my other friends. You should understand."
Shuii pondered silently.
This made it clear she knew Zhu Zishan’s significance to Hua XiYi and others, but she just hadn’t found a solution yet.
By her deanor, she intended to imprison Zhu Zishan until Luo Yang cured her illness.
"Take him to et my sister!" Shuii suddenly said.
Her sister?
Damn.
Still need to et her sister?
Luo Yang just wanted to quickly find out where Zhu Zishan was held and rescue her.
Once Zhu Zishan was rescued, he didn’t want any more involvent with the Skull Fortress people.
If the Eight Immortals Hall, Jiuyang Hall, and Shi Sheng Palace found out Luo Yang ca into contact with Skull Fortress, he might beco a target of public criticism.
The hoarse-voiced woman respectfully acknowledged and led Luo Yang around the large pool, heading deep into the basent.
It would seem that this basent was most likely a long strip.
While passing by the large pool, Luo Yang glanced down and saw that the pool floor was pot-shaped. Whether it was connected to an underground river was unknown.
Gradually, a red light appeared ahead, indicating there were more red lanterns.
Suddenly, more potted plants appeared, and Luo Yang guessed Shuii’s sister might like plants.
After walking a hundred steps, he saw various ornantal plants, including cacti, gingers, morning glories, and more.
While looking around left and right, the hoarse-voiced woman suddenly reached out to stop Luo Yang, preventing him from moving forward.
As Luo Yang took a look forward, he was startled.
Don’t panic, he only saw won’s clothing hung up, like skirts, dress pants, casual pants...
The various large glasses and small clothes were dazzling, providing quite the spectacle.
Even a clothing city might not have so many clothes.
The most peculiar thing was, they were all won’s; not a single piece belonged to n.
Of course, if one insists that the triangular small garnt could belong to a man, there’s nothing to be done about that either.
While being amazed, a strange thought crossed his mind, startling Luo Yang.
It must be known that the Skull Fortress, once they start killing, are rciless.
Could it be that these clothes...
Luo Yang was wondering if the Skull Fortress brought back the clothes of slain won and hung them as trophies for display.
But with so many clothes, a rough estimate would be at least a few thousand pieces.
Luo Yang muttered a prayer in his heart, hoping these outfits were not those of the deceased.
"Reporting to Lord Bao, Mr. Luo has arrived," the hoarse-voiced woman said respectfully.
Speaking in the basent, the sound echoed, and one could still hear the words "has arrived" long after, as if soone were harmonizing.
Only an extrely old woman’s voice ca from behind the pile of clothes: "Bring him here."
Then the hoarse-voiced woman signaled Luo Yang to continue with her.
The further they walked, the narrower the path beca.
Surrounded by clothes, they had to weave through them, giving a taste of first entering the Female Kingdom.
Occasionally, when his head brushed against large glasses or small clothing, questions would surface in Luo Yang’s mind: who wore these?
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