Chapter 113: The Dominant Flying Blossom, Living Up to Its Name!
“Wang Qiang!”
Liu Yunyun struggled to get up from the ground. Though the pain in her body had vanished, her strength was so depleted that she could barely move.
In an instant, all the pain transferred to Wang Qiang, and he collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.
Seeing this, the minotaurs surged forward as one. Liu Yunyun watched in despair—everything was happening right in front of her, yet she was powerless to help!
“Yunyun, don’t cry. You still have me here.”
Feihua appeared before the two of them without anyone noticing. She drew a dagger from her side and swung it, slicing the minotaur before her clean in two!
“Sis Ruixin...”
Liu Yunyun clung to her as if she were a lifeline. She recalled their earlier encounter in the mission hall.
A third-rank assassin: Jiang Ruixin!
That’s right!
Sister Jiang Ruixin was a third-rank assassin!
“Don’t worry. Take care of Wang Qiang first. Leave the rest to me,” Feihua said with a gentle smile, her dagger held casually in her hand. To deal with these minotaurs, she didn’t even need skills; her ordinary physical prowess was more than enough.
The next moment, she plunged into the heart of the minotaur horde.
Liu Yunyun stared in awe. It was her first time witnessing such skill. She had seen other third-rank powerhouses before, but none as formidable as Sister Ruixin!
There was hope!
Liu Yunyun hastily crawled to Wang Qiang’s side and, with what little strength she had left, began to cast a healing spell.
“Wang Qiang, wake up.”
She was growing anxious. Though she was indeed a second-rank healing spirit, her knowledge of medicine was sorely lacking.
These were things only taught at the academy. There was information online, but it was so technical she couldn’t understand it at all.
So she couldn’t even tell what was wrong with her teammate.
She couldn’t even determine if his life was in danger.
Before long, Feihua had wiped out all the minotaurs nearby and returned to Liu Yunyun’s side.
“How is Wang Qiang doing?” Feihua asked as she approached.
“I... I don’t know...”
Liu Yunyun burst into tears. “I can’t assess someone’s condition, Sister Ruixin. Am I useless? Everyone else is fighting on the front lines, and all I can do is use my skills without understanding any medical theory...”
Seeing this, Feihua embraced Liu Yunyun and said, “It’s not your fault. You only just awakened to your profession. Every healer goes through this phase.”
“But you did very well. If you hadn’t used Twin Threads in time, you wouldn’t have lasted this long.”
Feihua comforted her.
“Sister Ruixin, what do we do now?” Liu Yunyun’s face was streaked with tears.
“Don’t worry, I know what to do.”
Feihua smiled warmly. “Let me teach you how to use your healing magic most effectively.”
“You know how?” Liu Yunyun asked in disbelief.
“Of course. Years of missions have forced me to learn a thing or two. As an assassin god, I’ve often taken on high-level assignments and sometimes had to patch myself up when there wasn’t a healer around.”
“Besides, the assassin class requires you to pick up all sorts of skills, just in case they come in handy on a mission.”
“As an outstanding assassin, I naturally remember all this by heart.”
“Channel your healing power here.” Feihua pointed to a spot on Wang Qiang’s chest. This time, Liu Yunyun didn’t hesitate and followed her instructions.
“Here.”
“And here...”
After a few moments, Wang Qiang’s breathing steadied considerably.
“See? Isn’t it easy? Not hard at all,” Feihua said with a smile. “And you’re such a bright girl. If you study, you’ll learn far more than I ever did.”
Liu Yunyun was deeply moved. “Thank you, Sister Ruixin. Without you, I wouldn’t have known what to do. I’ll work hard to learn medical theory from now on. I’ll never let this happen again.”
Feihua was gratified to hear this.
Teaching a young girl like this was a rare joy, bringing the satisfaction of a mentor guiding the next generation.
It even reminded her of her own little sister.
Ruixin, when will you let your sister teach you, I wonder...
At that moment, Lin Han and Yuan Si had reached the rear of the ancient ruins, their eyes fixed on the minotaur tribe below. Behind them loomed a vast palace.
[Successfully killed Minotaur. Gained 1,158 experience, evenly distributed among five team members.]
[Successfully killed Minotaur. Gained 1,059 experience, evenly distributed among five team members.]
[Successfully killed Minotaur. Gained 1,353 experience, evenly distributed among five team members.]
[Successfully killed Minotaur. Gained 1,385 experience, evenly distributed...]
Suddenly, the system flooded them with hundreds of messages.
“Looks like she’s made her move,” Lin Han said. Judging by the sheer volume of experience, he could tell it was Feihua at work—no one else present could kill at such speed.
He hadn’t expected Wang Qiang and Liu Yunyun to hold out for so long; it genuinely surprised him.
[Congratulations, host! Level up!]
Lin Han checked his level—now he’d reached twenty-three. Just gaining this single level had taken thirty thousand experience.
To reach level twenty-four, he’d need about forty thousand.
The more he thought about it, the more impressive Feihua’s talent seemed. In just a few months since her awakening, she was already at the fourth rank?
He hadn’t realized it before, but now the thought was terrifying.
Soon, the experience required for each level would climb into the millions or even tens of millions, yet Feihua had become an assassin god in her early twenties. That was monstrous.
Countless noble families would surely vie for such a genius.
Yet here was this prodigy, serving as his bodyguard—how amusing.
“Lin Han, that palace should be where the minotaur chief is, right? Should we charge in head-on or try to sneak around?” Yuan Si asked in a low voice.
Lin Han thought for a moment, then made his decision.
“We storm in. Not a single one gets away!”
Yuan Si gave a wry smile. “I knew you’d choose that. Truly living up to your reputation as the battle-crazed priest!”