But An Lingyao came to his senses at this time and said angrily: "I didn't expect that the beast Qin Yuanzhi would still linger and chase all the way to the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts! Yan'er, Qin Yuanzhi's cultivation is not low, are you all right?"
"Yes, Yan'er, you didn't suffer any loss at the hands of Qin Yuanzhi, right?" another middle-aged man asked nervously.
He seemed to be the only one in the group who was in the Spiritual Distortion Stage, but it was only in the early stage of it.
An Lingyan shook her head, "Brother, Second Uncle, don't worry, I'm fine."
"It was these two Xi masters who saved me and An Bo, and they also wanted to accompany me to Tianluo City to find my aunt."
An Lingyao seemed to have some doubts about Xi Yue and Xi Weizhi. He kept looking at the two of them and protected An Lingyan behind him, a typical sister-con.
The middle-aged man stood up, bowed deeply to Xi Yue and the others, and said, "I am An Linghong, the second in command of the An Ling family. Thank you for saving Yan'er!"
When the other servants of the An Ling family heard that it was Xi Yue who saved An Lingyan, they all showed expressions of gratitude, and even forgot the extremely miserable hatred that they had just felt at the hands of Xi Weizhi.
Now, An Lingyan is the hope of their entire family. As long as they send An Lingyan to Yaoyue Palace through the Lord of Dark Cloud Realm and let her become the new Saint, then the An Ling family will be saved.
The red thread that Xi Weizhi had tied was very deep. Although these people only suffered external injuries, it took them a long time to recover.
Xi Yue's gaze fell on An Linghong.
She could feel that the only Spiritual Stage expert in the Anling family seemed to have a serious internal injury, which caused him to be unable to exert half of his strength. He could only fight against the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage at best, and had no way of competing with the real Spiritual Stage.
Xi Yue touched the Buddha fruit on her chest. Ever since she came back from the Savage Continent last time, the growth of the Buddha power in the Buddha fruit had almost stopped.
It was not until the people from Anling's family expressed their gratitude to her that it slowly began to grow, but the amount was not large.
Thinking of this, Xi Yue slowly walked up to An Linghong and said calmly, "Do you need me to heal the carbonized injuries on the meridians around your Dantian?"
"What...what?" An Linghong was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, "How...how did you know?"
During a battle with the Qinglei Family, he was hit in the dantian by a lightning spell and was seriously injured.
After that, he recuperated for a long time. Although most of his injuries had healed, the meridians around his dantian seemed to be permanently burnt, becoming stiff and carbonized, unable to transmit large amounts of spiritual power.
This also made it impossible for him to display the strength of a warrior in the Spirit Severing Stage.
However, the Anling family is now short of talent, and there are only two warriors in the Spiritual Severing Stage, him and the head of the family. If they knew that his strength was greatly reduced, the entire Anling family would fall into despair. Therefore, he never showed it, and even did not notice his abnormality.
But he didn't expect that the young man in front of him could see his injury at a glance.
After An Linghong was shocked, his eyes were full of hope again. "You... Can you really heal my wounds? What price do I need to pay? As long as it has nothing to do with Yan'er and the An Ling family, I am willing to work like a slave for you!"
Xi Yue curled her lips and said, "I'll owe you the reward first, and I'll get it back when I want it. Take off all your upper clothes."
An Linghong hesitated for only a moment after hearing this, and immediately took off all his clothes. (To be continued)