NFBE Chapter 348 Cleaning up the battlefield
Chapter 348 Cleaning up the battlefield
The smoke slowly dissipated in the breeze, but the pungent smell of blood still permeated the air for a long time. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood on the battlefield that had just experienced a brutal fight, exhausted both physically and mentally, but they knew in their hearts that although the battle was over, there were still many complicated and important things to be dealt with.
Yun Yao looked around, and the devastated scene made her heart tighten. The lush grass was trampled into mud, and broken weapons were scattered everywhere. Broken swords and twisted spears flashed coldly in the sunlight, as if silently telling the cruelty of the fierce battle just now. What was even more distressing was the wounded lying on the ground. They were dressed in the clothes of various sects. There were familiar fellow disciples and allies who were strangers but fought side by side. At this moment, they all looked pale, and the groans of pain came one after another, interweaving into a sad movement.
Chu Mochen frowned, his eyes full of regret and self-blame, and whispered: "The price of this battle is too heavy." Yun Yao nodded lightly, her eyes firm: "But we have upheld justice, their sacrifice will not be in vain." After speaking, the two looked at each other, saw determination in each other's eyes, and immediately threw themselves into the intense work of cleaning up the battlefield.
Yun Yao first came to a young disciple. He was seriously injured in the abdomen, and blood gushed out, dyeing the soil under him dark red. Yun Yao quickly squatted down, her hands glowing with soft spiritual light, and gently pressed on the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. The disciple was breathing weakly, his eyes were terrified and confused, and when he saw Yun Yao, his lips trembled and he uttered a few words: "Senior sister... I'm in so much pain..." Yun Yao's eyes were red, and she comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, you'll be fine with me." She carefully used her spiritual power to clean the wound, stop the bleeding, and repair the damaged organs. Her forehead was covered with sweat, but she did not dare to slack off.
At the same time, Chu Mochen was not idle either. He shuttled around the battlefield, gathering the seriously injured together for unified treatment. When he encountered someone who was too seriously injured and unable to move, he would carry him directly on his back, regardless of the blood all over his body, and ran towards the makeshift treatment tent. Along the way, he kept encouraging the injured on his back: "Hold on, we're almost there, we'll get treatment soon!" That steady and powerful voice seemed to inject a shot of cardiotonic into the injured, allowing them to grit their teeth and persevere in the pain.
The rescue tent was a busy scene. The doctors from various sects were busy. After Yun Yao and Chu Mochen settled the injured, they did not stop, but turned around to help the doctors prepare herbs and bandage the wounds. With the rich pharmacological knowledge given by the system, Yun Yao accurately identified various herbs and quickly prepared doses of healing medicine, greatly improving the efficiency of rescue.
When treating a patient with a broken leg, Yun Yao found that ordinary bone-setting techniques were difficult to reset the severely dislocated bones. She pondered for a moment and asked the system for help. In an instant, a set of exquisite bone-setting techniques flooded into her mind. Yun Yao took a deep breath and, as the system instructed, held the patient's legs firmly with both hands. With the help of spiritual power, she exerted precise force. With a light "click" sound, the bones were successfully reset. Although the patient was sweating from the pain, he couldn't help but cheer: "Thank you, fairy, it's much better now!" Yun Yao smiled slightly, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and rushed to the next patient.
On another side of the battlefield, Chu Mochen was leading a group of disciples to clean up the bodies. This was a heavy and depressing task, but it was necessary. With respect, they gently lifted the bodies of the victims, carefully wiped off the blood on their faces and bodies, wrapped them in clean white cloth, and arranged them neatly aside. Chu Mochen glanced at each of the deceased, silently memorized their faces in his heart, and secretly vowed to seek justice for them.
During the cleanup, they found some bodies of members of the mysterious organization with special marks. Chu Mochen's eyes were stern, and he immediately called Yun Yao: "Look, these marks may contain clues to their organizational structure, and we must not let them go." Yun Yao looked carefully and found that some of the marks were strange runes and some were obscure patterns. She took out the jade slips she carried with her and copied these marks one by one, preparing to take them back to the sect for further research.
In addition to treating the wounded and handling the remains, collecting intelligence is also a key link. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen know that knowing yourself and the enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Since the mysterious organization dares to subvert the world of cultivation, there must be many secrets behind it that have not yet been revealed. They organized an elite team to conduct a carpet search of the battlefield, leaving no clues unturned.
In the ruins of the main tent of the mysterious organization, Yun Yao discovered a hidden compartment with her keen perception. She carefully broke the restrictions on it and opened the compartment, which was filled with various documents and letters. Seeing this, Chu Mochen quickly came over to help sort them out. The two examined them one by one and found a lot of shocking inside stories. Among them was evidence of the secret collusion between the mysterious organization and some independent cultivators and small sects, as well as a detailed attack plan they had prepared for many years to target the weaknesses of the major cultivation sects.
"This information is too important. We must send it back to the sect as soon as possible so that the elders can know it." Yun Yao said solemnly. Chu Mochen nodded and immediately arranged for a reliable disciple to return with the information as soon as possible, and at the same time reminded them to be careful to prevent any accidents along the way.
After a long busy time, the sky gradually darkened, and the fiery red sunset was like blood spilled on the battlefield, adding a bit of tragic color to this tragic place. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at the battlefield that had been initially cleaned up, with mixed feelings in their hearts. The painful groans of the wounded gradually weakened, and most of them had been properly treated and entered the recuperation stage; the bodies of the victims were also neatly arranged, waiting for subsequent recognition by various sects; the collected intelligence was properly sealed, and would soon play a key role in uncovering the true face of the mysterious organization.
Yun Yao sighed softly: "Today's battle made me deeply understand that peace is never a one-time thing, but requires countless people to defend it with their blood and lives." Chu Mochen held her hand, his eyes firm: "Yes, there is still a long way to go, we must become stronger and protect this hard-won peace." The two joined hands, dragged their tired bodies, and slowly walked towards the camp.
In the camp, a bonfire was burning, dispelling some of the chill. Disciples from various sects sat together, looking exhausted but grateful for having survived the catastrophe. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen walked into the crowd, and everyone stood up to pay their respects. An elderly sect leader stepped forward and said with gratitude: "Thanks to your leadership today, we were able to defeat the powerful enemy. All sects will never forget this kindness." Yun Yao humbly responded: "Senior, you are too kind. This is the result of everyone's concerted efforts. Protecting the world of cultivation is our common responsibility."
Everyone sat around the campfire, exchanging experiences and insights from the battle. Some disciples shared their new skills learned at the critical moment of life and death, while others reflected on the shortcomings of tactical coordination. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen listened quietly, giving instructions from time to time. During the exchange, the friendship between the various sects became deeper and the cohesion became stronger.
Late at night, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen returned to the tent. The two sat opposite each other, but remained silent for a long time, with all the scenes of today still churning in their minds. After a long time, Yun Yao broke the silence: "Although we won this battle, we also exposed many problems. The actual combat experience and emergency healing methods of the sect disciples need to be improved." Chu Mochen agreed: "After returning to the sect, we need to formulate a systematic training plan to enhance our overall strength."
After that, the two discussed the subsequent strategy for tracking down the mysterious organization. Based on the intelligence collected today, it was initially inferred that although the mysterious organization suffered a setback, its foundation was not damaged, and it would not give up and would probably make a comeback in the short term. They decided to return to the sect, on the one hand, to strengthen the sect's defense, and on the other hand, to unite more righteous forces, take the initiative to attack, and completely eradicate this cancer in the cultivation world.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen did not rest until the sky in the east was white. They knew that after a short period of calm, there would be a more violent storm, but they were not afraid, because they had the responsibility of protection in their hearts and a firm yearning for peace. After they had enough rest, they would embark on the journey again and cut through the thorns for the future of the cultivation world.