âUh-ohâ¦â
Alex looked over Hermione Yggdrasilâs condition.
Her injuries were somewhat severe. She had a wound on her chest, one that had been decapitated
horizontally, and it looked like her sternum had been severed. The towering female assets adorning her
chest looked like they had been paid no mercy, left half exposed in the open.
Her wounds were too severe and too bizarre. Hermione, however, was still alive.
At her heart area, there was a white light that leaped around gently and had protected her pulse. Now,
this bright light was slowly repairing Hermioneâs wound.
âIt feels so familiar!â Alex murmured because of the familiar feeling the white light gave him.
It was Xiennaâs aura.
âSheâs not dead yet, but this life-saving white light is also not enough to save her life,â Neela said. âMy
lord, do you wish to save her?â
Alex had previously told her that everyone here was out to kill him. So, as Alexâs benefactor and faithful
guardian, Neela naturally regarded every single one of those people to be enemies.
Alex furrowed his brows. âSheâs my wifeâs disciple.â
Neela was aware of who Dorothy Assex was. But as far as she remembered, Dorothy wasnât a very
powerful person. How could she have afforded to take in a disciple?
This was also one disciple that was in the second realm to Imminent Immortal.
Alex could see her doubts as clear as day. He finally relented and told her the identity of Dorothyâs
reincarnation. Neela, who had seen a lot, pondered a little. Then she said, âReincarnating with her
memories, as well as hiding her soul in the Reincarnation Stone⦠This wife of yours is not at all
ordinary, My Lord!â
Alex smiled bitterly. âWho says she is? If she was, could she have stolen my wife from me? I donât even
know what to do now.â
Neela thought deeply again for a moment and said, âActually, itâs not like thereâs no way out of this.â
âWhat, you have a solution?â Alex got excited and took Neelaâs hand.
âWell, sort of, but it requires us to return to the ancestral land of the Benares Dragon. It also requires
Xienna to cut out that part of her personality willinglyâ¦â
That was too difficult.
Forget about finding the ancestral land of the Benares Dragon, would Xienna be even willing to do so?
âIt appears Xienna places a significant importance on this disciple of hers, though Iâm not sure which
part of this girl is valuable.â
âIn order to probably have a favor from her in the future, I better save her!â
The moment Alex said that he saw that the white light in Hermioneâs heart was getting weaker and
would soon be extinguished. He immediately moved, transferring a stream of his chi into her body.
He made a seal and drew a formation. The Zharvakko Blessed Reversal formation was quickly
activated.
However, half a day passed, and the wound on Hermioneâs chest was healing too slowly. When it
looked like it was going to heal completely, it seemed to be destroyed by some sort of force that ripped
open her wound once more.
Alex was torn.
Initially, this was an awkward matter. However, half a day had already passed, yet the wound refused to
close. It was odd.
âThere is the power of laws at the location of her wound. Itâs impossible to heal unless itâs removed,â
said Neela after she studied it carefully and squeezed the wound.
Unexpectedly, the squeeze woke Hermione up.
Her eyes snapped open, and she sawAlex, who was leaning extremely close. It caused her to freeze
for a moment. âWhat are you doing to me?!â
She was severely injured and had bled quite a lot. The floor was stained red, and even moving a finger
was filled with agony. However, it didnât mean that she had lost all her senses. Women were most
sensitive at that particular part, and Neela had squeezed it quite hard, so it was apparent she had felt it.
Alex blinked. âWhat do you see me doing to you?â
Hermione was embarrassed and anxious. âYou⦠Shameless!â
Alex deliberately scared her. âCall out and curse however you want. Youâre like a dead fish right now. I
can do whatever I want to you, and youâll only be able to watch.â
âYouâ¦â
Alex laughed and ignored her.
The power of laws wasnât something he could fully control as of now, making dealing with the one in
Hermioneâs wound without hurting her pulse a little difficult.
Finally, he shook his head. âSorry, I canât save you! Iâve tried my best. If your master wants to blame me
when the time comes, thereâs nothing I can do.â
A bitter expression crossed Hermioneâs face, and she seemed to break down a little. âI shouldnât have
come here. I was just too greedy.â
Alex was speechless.