Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 403 Snake Belly (Thanks to Shanhe Manhuai for the generous donation!)

For Wei Xi, ever since he started cultivating immortality, there have been no major disasters but constant minor ones.

Of course, in a semi-feudal, semi-fantasy world, Wei Xi's tolerance for major disasters might be a hundred million times higher.

In short, Wei was half-submerged in seawater, lying stiffly on a flat surface made of rocks.

When Wei Xi's five senses returned, the first thing he felt was coldness, the kind of coldness that comes from the extremities after being outside for a long time in winter.

Then Wei Xi's hearing returned to normal, and a hissing sound entered her ears, intertwining with Qin Feng's lingering shouts, making her forehead ache.

Wei Xi pried open his eyelids, which weighed over a thousand pounds, revealing a pair of tiny eyes right below his nose.

While they were staring at each other, the snake didn't forget to flick its tongue.

Wei Xi: ...If your nose were any higher, I wouldn't be able to see you...

Given that her current predicament was inextricably linked to snakes, Wei Xi decided to be cautious and not easily get into a conflict with this small, snow-white snake with red eyes.

At this moment, the snake was relatively well-behaved, merely coiled around Wei Xi's chest, rhythmically flicking its tongue.

Wei Xi didn't realize the snake intended to attack her. But considering the numerous wounds on her body, even if the snake took advantage of her vulnerability and bit her a few times, she wouldn't know.

Fortunately, the small snake, only as long as Wei Xi's arm and as thick as two fingers, didn't seem to have a strong aggression. Seeing that Wei Xi was awake, the snake flicked its tail and slithered away.

Only after the white snake disappeared into the shadows did Wei, who was under the snake's control, dare to slowly sit up.

The pain was excruciating; that was Wei Xi's body's first reaction.

The next thought was: Where did Qin Feng go?
Wei Xi got up from the ground, quickly surveyed the surroundings, and then took out the paper crane with Qin Feng's name on it to look for him.

Contrary to expectations, the paper crane did not fly away from the dark environment, but instead stopped about ten feet away.

Filled with regret, Wei Xi took out a rather exquisite frost lamp—of course, the generous Tenth Princess would pay for it—before staggering toward the direction where the paper crane had stopped.

The frost lamp's pale blue light was barely enough for Wei Xi to see. This type of lamp was a specialty of Chongxiao City, and its quality was said to be related to the environment in which it was made.

The most convenient thing about the frost lamp is that the light it emits can only be seen by the person holding the lamp, and there is no residual spiritual energy when using it, so it is very useful for cultivators.

Wei Xi held up the frost lamp with his relatively intact left hand, while his corroded right hand used medicine to wash the wound on his lower abdomen.

In the darkness, Wei Xi, who could barely walk, bumped into the wall. She hung the frost lamp around her neck, and Ling Yin took the opportunity to rub her palm.

"Silly bird," Wei Xi quickly withdrew his hand and whispered, "What if there's any residual slime?"

After saying that, Wei Xi used his left hand to feel around the wall. The surface was uneven, probably made of some kind of stone or metal. Wei Xi was not short now, but even with his arm outstretched, he could not touch the top of the wall.

After fumbling around for about an incense stick's time, Wei Xi, whose art appreciation skills were limited, finally realized that the uneven marks on the wall seemed to be some kind of writing.

Given Wei Xi's limited cultural background, it would be difficult for him to achieve a breakthrough in terms of content in a short period of time.

Seeing that there was no immediate danger, Wei Xi temporarily set aside his curiosity about the written records and continued searching for Qin Feng.

Guided by the paper crane, the half-dead Wei Xi finally found Qin Feng, who had been unconscious for a long time.

The pale blue light and crimson blood contrasted sharply with the large expanse of purple that met Wei Xi's eyes.

Qin Feng lay in a pool of blood, his left arm twisted unnaturally, clearly broken; on his left leg was a wound more than half a foot long, blood flowing out from the torn fabric; aside from the other minor injuries, the most serious injury was to his right calf, the flesh of which was basically bitten to pieces, with a foot-long snake tooth stuck in it.

Wei Xi rushed over and placed his fingers on Qin Feng's pulse—thankfully, he wasn't dead!
Composing himself, Wei Xi deliberately avoided looking at Qin Feng's pale face. He rummaged through drawers and cabinets, finding a lot of medicine. He washed the wound, applied the medicine, stitched it up, and bandaged it. After a flurry of activity, he finally stopped the bleeding. Judging from the amount of blood loss, Wei Xi couldn't help but suspect that the saliva of the transformed sea snakes contained components that prevented blood clotting. If Qin Feng hadn't been lucky, he would probably have bled to death by now.

Fortunately, the cultivator's strong physique saved her last breath, and Wei Xi fed her many more pills, finally snatching her back from the clutches of death.

Taking a breath, Wei Xi began to treat Qin Feng's mangled calf. Fearing that his spiritual power might disturb other creatures that might be lurking in the darkness, Wei Xi only dared to use a piece of cloth to hold the snake's fangs and pull them out.

The snake tooth, white as ivory, wasn't particularly heavy. When Wei Xi held it up, he saw that it indeed had a fairly wide groove inside.

Looking closely at the clean break of the snake's fangs, Wei Xi guessed that Qin Feng must have severed them in time after being bitten, thus avoiding being poisoned to death.

Wei Xi put the snake fang into a wooden box and affixed several talismans, preparing to take it back to the sect to consult Elder Xian Hua.

To be on the safe side, Wei Xi cut out the rotten flesh. At this moment, she was actually glad that Qin Feng was unconscious, otherwise the excruciating pain would have made her grit her teeth and break them.

After rinsing and cleaning the wound with medicine as usual, Wei Xi poured on some hemostatic and tissue-growth-promoting powder, hoping that Qin Feng would wake up after the wound healed.

As for Qin Feng's fractured left arm, Wei Xi handled it with ease, quickly attaching a splint.

After dragging Qin Feng to a relatively dry, flat surface, Wei Xi, exhausted, collapsed to the ground and it took her a while to have the strength to treat her wounds.

As expected, the abdomen that had been struck by the snake's tail was also severely corroded. Fortunately, Wei Xi's Taoist robe sacrificed itself, preventing his intestines from spilling out.

By the time Wei Xi had treated his wounds, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat several times.

Wei Xi inwardly groaned. This mission was truly a death sentence. He hadn't even found a place before he was seriously injured. No wonder the Tenth Princess was willing to spend so many spirit stones.

The only saving grace was that the place was relatively safe. Although they didn't know how the two had gotten there, it didn't stop Wei Xi and his companion from resting.

After hastily eating a pancake, Wei Xi changed into two different Taoist robes, fed the unconscious Qin Feng some water, and then carefully observed his surroundings.

It was certain that this was a rather large, narrow space with high walls on both sides. Wei Xi tentatively called out twice, and the echoes told her that this was a relatively enclosed space.

As for why he only shouted twice, it was because Wei Xi could clearly hear a disgruntled hissing sound coming from the darkness.

Feeling his energy reserves were depleted, Wei Xi decided to wait until Qin Feng woke up before making any decisions.

The ground was covered with pebbles of all sizes, and in the very center was a ditch about half a meter wide, in which Wei Xifu lay as soon as he woke up.

Just as Wei Xi was about to use the puppet to scout ahead, Qin Feng woke up.

Wei Xi quickly went over to him, "How are you? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Qin Feng's eyes darted around, his expression one of extreme pain. He weakly said, "My whole body aches. Are we dead? Why is it so dark?"

Wei Xi hurriedly took out an oil lamp from his Qiankun bag and lit it.

Qin Feng blinked, his voice hoarse, "I...I fought with those snakes. They attacked me from the shadows, they actually ambushed me!"

"Gao Han." As if remembering something, Qin Feng struggled to get up. "Where's Gao Han?"

Wei Xi patted Qin Feng's precious sword and said softly, "I've kept it for you. Don't worry, it's neither lost nor broken! I'll treat your wound, but I don't know if you have any internal injuries."

Qin Feng then lay down obediently and laughed, "No, those snakes are quite powerful, but they don't seem to want to take my life. It's as if after swallowing you, they wanted to return to their original form."

"If I hadn't broken off that snake's fangs, it probably wouldn't have wanted to swallow me."

"Wait a minute, did you break that tooth out?" Wei Xi couldn't process the news for a moment, but she caught another piece of information: "You mean, we're inside a snake's belly?"