Rebirth of the Innkeeper's Wife: She's Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 88 Secret Technique Transfer

Huan Yuechu nodded slightly and continued, "However, if you are absolutely certain that you can save Xingyu from the brink of death, you can name your conditions."

Her gaze was firm and clear, as if she had made up her mind to complete the deal.

Upon hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes and gently stroked his long beard.

He looked Huan Yuechu up and down, a shrewd and scrutinizing glint in his eyes, and slowly asked.

"Is the young lady really so generous? Will she agree to any conditions?" Her words seemed to express some doubt about Huan Yuechu's promise.

Huan Yuechu took a deep breath and said calmly, "As long as it's not something immoral or unethical, I'll agree to it. But if you lie to me, I won't let you go, no matter where you are."

The old man nodded slightly, his expression turning serious.

"I am not one to speak carelessly. In truth, I do not covet your lifespan; I merely wish to test whether you truly value your friend."

Huan Yuechu was slightly taken aback, not expecting things to take such a turn for the better.

The old man continued, "I have a secret technique that can transfer other people's injuries and illnesses to others. Would you be willing, young lady?"

Huan Yuechu nodded without hesitation, "Of course I'm willing, transfer the injuries to me." After saying that, she continued.

"May I ask your surname?"

The old man smiled and said, "My surname is Li. You can just call me Grandpa Li." After saying that, he glanced at himself and then continued.

"However, this secret technique is quite complex to perform and will require some preparation time. In the meantime, you must take good care of your friend and prevent her condition from worsening."

Huan Yuechu quickly expressed her gratitude, "Thank you, Grandpa Li. I will definitely take good care of you."

I turned around resolutely and left the place with firm and swift steps.

As he reached the door, he immediately spotted Xu Yan pacing anxiously.

He gripped his sword tightly with both hands, his brow furrowed, and his eyes revealed endless worry and unease.

Seeing me come out, Xu Yan hurriedly came up to me and asked anxiously, "Boss lady, you mustn't agree to Senior Youying's request! We must have other ways to think of."

His voice trembled slightly with nervousness, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Looking at Xu Yan, whose face was full of anxiety, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

I nodded gently and reassured him, "Yeah, don't worry, I didn't agree to him right away."

It's just a different way of saving her.

Hearing me say that I hadn't agreed, Xu Yan's anxiety finally eased a little.

However, just a moment later, Xu Yan remembered Wen Xingyu, who was also in a predicament. Her expression immediately turned serious.

For a moment, silence fell over us again. Neither of us spoke, each lost in our own deep worry and contemplation.

A few days later, Elder Li sent someone to inform Huan Yuechu that everything was ready.

Huan Yuechu, without telling Xu Yan, hurriedly led Wen Xingyu to the agreed location, where they found various strange array objects.

Old Li helped Wen Xingyu to the center of the formation, then looked at Huan Yuechu and said, "Miss, once it starts, it cannot be stopped. It's not too late for you to regret it now."

Huan Yuechu shook her head resolutely, "I will never regret it."

As Elder Li chanted incantations, the formation emitted a blinding light.

Huan Yuechu felt a sharp pain, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.

The old man gave Huan Yuechu a deep look, slowly raised his hand, and muttered incantations.

Guided by the old man, Huan Yuechu entered a mysterious magic circle.

As the old man chanted the incantation, beams of light flickered and intertwined within the magic array.

A faint light emanated from his palm, gradually enveloping Huan Yuechu and Wen Xingyu on the bed.

Huan Yuechu felt a chill assail her, followed by a sharp pain as if her body were being pierced by countless needles.

She bit her lower lip tightly to keep herself from making a sound, her eyes fixed on Wen Xingyu.

As the dim light flickered, Xingyu's originally pale face gradually regained its rosy hue, and her breathing became steady.

Huan Yuechu, however, grew weaker and weaker, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

Finally, the eerie light faded away.

Wen Xingyu's pale face regained its color, while Huan Yuechu was extremely weak.

The old man withdrew his hand and let out a long sigh of relief. "Young lady, you are indeed a woman of great loyalty and righteousness. Your friend is now out of danger, but you have suffered from her injuries and need to take good care of yourself."

Huan Yuechu forced a smile. "Thank you, Grandpa. As long as Xingyu is alright, that's all that matters."

Just then, Wen Xingyu's eyes, which had been tightly closed for a long time, finally opened slowly, and her consciousness gradually returned from the chaos.

When she saw the figure by the bed, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside her—surprise, joy, and deep doubt.

Huan Yuechu sat there quietly, her face as pale as paper, as if she would fall over at the slightest breeze.

Upon seeing this, Wen Xingyu felt a pang of anxiety and quickly got out of bed, walking briskly to Huan Yuechu's side to help him up.

However, the moment she touched Huan Yuechu's body, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

"How could I..." Wen Xingyu murmured to herself, her words abruptly cut off before she could finish.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that something seemed wrong with her physical condition.

Fragments of her memory began to flash rapidly through her mind, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes, looking at Huan Yuechu with a face full of astonishment.

At the same time, Wen Xingyu once again turned her gaze to Huan Yuechu's bloodless face, and all her doubts were answered in that instant.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes, threatening to spill over.

Huan Yuechu glanced at Wen Xingyu, knowing she had guessed, then forced herself to cheer up and gently comforted Wen Xingyu, "Xingyu, it's okay, I'm fine."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xingyu could no longer suppress her emotions and hugged Huan Yuechu tightly. The two embraced each other, letting their tears flow freely.

Not far away, the old man who had been silently watching all this sighed softly, his heart filled with countless emotions.

Then he turned around and left the room quietly without making a sound.

From then on, their friendship deepened, and Huan Yuechu also formed an indissoluble bond with Elder Li.

After the old man slowly walked out of the room, it took a while before Xu Yan's hurried figure appeared at the door.

He went to visit Wen Xingyu, but found that she was not in her hospital bed, so he guessed that Huan Yuechu might have come to Old Li's place.

He first cautiously peered into the room before stepping in with light, gentle steps.

When his gaze fell upon the injured Wen Xingyu, he couldn't help but pause slightly.

At this moment, Wen Xingyu's facial injuries had noticeably improved, and her originally pale face now had a bit more color.

However, in stark contrast, Huan Yuechu was deathly pale, looking extremely weak, as if she might faint at any moment.

An indescribable emotion welled up in Xu Yan's heart, and in just an instant, he understood the truth of the matter.

He strode to Huan Yuechu's side, his eyes filled with concern and reproach, "Boss lady, what happened to you..."