High Martial: My Time Stop is Not Quite Right

Chapter 142: Condensing Water into a Line


Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Condensing Water into a Line

"Ding Yan?"

"That’s right!" Fan Yutong smiled mischievously. "The cute girl whose cheek you pierced right through with a single finger. Hmph, if you ask me, you’re pretty ruthless. Such a pretty face—weren’t you afraid of disfiguring her?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Fang Chen’s face. "I was forced by the situation; I had no other choice at the time. Besides... I avoided the real vitals."

Fan Yutong subconsciously touched her own cheek, as if recalling the experience of being slammed around in the martial arts exam arena. She curled her lips and said, "I thought you just didn’t like me back then, which was why you hit so hard. Now it seems like it’s just your nature, heh."

Seeing Fang Chen’s expression, she waved her hand again. "Alright, alright, I know your situation was urgent. You were heavily injured and definitely wanted to end the battle quickly. If it were me, I’d probably do the same."

Fang Chen coughed lightly, skipping over the topic, and pressed on, "Um... other than Senior Sister Ding, is there anyone else in the academy who excels at this? Or any public courses?"

Fan Yutong blinked. "What? Too embarrassed to look for Junior Sister Ding? Afraid she won’t teach you, or just afraid of the awkwardness?"

Without waiting for Fang Chen to answer, she said with a somewhat boastful tone, "Let me tell you, Junior Sister Ding comes from a family with a long lineage of medical practitioners! I’ve seen her signature ’Condensing Water into a Line, Ice Soul Sewing Injury’ technique with my own eyes. Threading a needle? She doesn’t need needles or thread at all!"

"She can suture without thread?" Fang Chen was genuinely surprised this time.

"That’s right!" Fan Yutong gestured with her hands. "You should have felt it when you fought her, right? Her Cultivation Technique and the first wisp of Spiritual Qi she gathered are both of the pure Water Attribute.

"This is closely related to her family’s inherited Medical Skill.

"I heard that she uses exquisitely controlled water currents, or the more advanced Ice Formation Art, to directly ’weave’ and connect both sides of the wound, replacing silk threads for suturing.

"Ah, I can’t explain the exact principles in just a few words, but anyway..." She mimicked Ding Yan’s movements, tracing imaginary lines in the air with a single finger. "She just uses a single finger, imbued with True Essence, and runs it back and forth over the wound dozens of times. The flesh and skin just knit back together as if growing naturally, connected by invisible Water Lines. It’s secure, won’t excessively pull at the wound, and even helps stop the bleeding and reduce inflammation.

"When everyone sent her to the hospital three days ago, the doctors only did the most basic emergency treatment. Later, that... um, that wound you caused on her face, she mostly treated and sutured herself using her family’s techniques.

"I hear that aside from a faint scar, it’s almost invisible now. The most crucial part is that in the Late Stage, there’s absolutely no need to remove stitches! Amazing, right?"

Fang Chen’s heart trembled as he listened. "Amazing! Such a technique actually exists?"

He instantly realized the immense value this skill held for him. If he could learn this suturing and hemostatic technique, and combine it with his Time Stop Domain and natural recovery abilities...

That would be equivalent to gaining a tremendously powerful trump card for survival and endurance! If he could gain a brief moment of respite during the intervals of an intense battle to treat critical wounds himself and maintain his combat strength...

The thought made him eager, and he subconsciously tried to prop himself up to get out of bed. As soon as he moved, it pulled at his abdominal wound, sending a sharp, piercing pain that made him grunt. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Hey! Slow down!" Fan Yutong hurriedly supported him. "I know you want to learn, but you have to wait until your injuries heal. Look at you—you can barely walk, and you want to go ask someone to teach you their art?"

Catching his breath, Fang Chen also realized he was being too hasty. He smiled bitterly. "You have a point."

Moreover, it wouldn’t be appropriate to go empty-handed. After all, her injuries... were caused by him. Even though it was within the rules of the competition, he was still the one who had struck the blow.

Just then, Fan Yutong seemed to remember something. She took a small object out of her purse and held it in front of Fang Chen. "Oh right, this... I got it fixed for you."

Fang Chen looked closely and saw it was the necklace he always wore around his neck—the one Xia Chu had given him.

"You probably broke the chain when you forcefully withstood those hits from Xu Xiao. Your True Essence vibrated violently and snapped it, and it fell onto the floor of the training room. I found it when I was packing your things, so I found a skilled craftsman to repair it. Here, returning it to its rightful owner."

Fan Yutong placed the necklace in Fang Chen’s palm.

Feeling the cool touch of metal, Fang Chen gripped it and said softly, "Thank you."

Watching him carefully put the necklace away, the corners of Fan Yutong’s lips curled up in slight teasing. "Hehe, it’s a rather delicate women’s Gold chain... A gift from a girlfriend, I assume?"

Fang Chen fell silent for a moment. He didn’t deny it, only giving a soft "Mhm."

As his fingertips caressed the smooth chain, his thoughts couldn’t help but drift away. Xia Chu... She was at the Royal Academy in Celestial Mist City. He wondered how she was doing now. With her Tier-4 Superpower talent, the resources and support she received at such a top-tier institution were beyond anything he could imagine.

"Alright, Junior Brother Fang," Fan Yutong said, noticing his expression and tactfully changing the subject. "There’s really no rush to seek a master and learn their skills right now.

"That Junior Sister Ding...

"Even though you injured her face, she’s actually not a bad person. She’s just a bit proud, and she takes things related to Medical Skills very seriously. If you go looking like this now, she might even think you’re going there for a show of force."

Fang Chen nodded; what Fan Yutong said made sense. He carefully put the necklace away, slowly got up, and walked out of the hospital room.

The light in the hallway was a bit brighter. He suddenly remembered something and turned his head to ask, "Senior Sister Fan, the medical and hospitalization expenses this time..."

Fan Yutong waved her hand dismissively and laughed heartily. "Oh, it’s just pocket change! Consider it me repaying the favor! If it weren’t for the points you brought me, I wouldn’t have been able to bid for a spot in this major competition, haha! Alright, are you okay walking back to the dorm slowly by yourself?

"Be careful on the way. I heard the club has released some simple new gathering and patrol missions. The pay is decent, so I’m going to take a couple and earn some pocket money."

"Understood. Thank you, Senior Sister Fan," Fang Chen replied, watching Fan Yutong’s energetic figure as she hurried away.

He walked alone on the path back to the dormitory area. Though his steps were slow, his mind was racing.

"I need to repay the thousand points to the club... I also need to plan ahead for the astronomical cost of buying supreme-grade Spiritual Qi... The ranking tournament is imminent, so my strength must be recovered and further improved as soon as possible," he thought, slowly organizing his current priorities.

"Wait, do I still need to just sit around and wait for my injuries to heal naturally?"

A thought surfaced in his mind.

"The most dangerous and massive wounds have already been surgically treated by the doctors, completing the most critical suturing and stabilization. The rest relies mainly on nourishing, growing, and healing using my own Qi and Blood.

"Ordinary Martial Artists can only grind through this process with time, medicine, and their Cultivation Technique.

"But clearly, I am not an ordinary person.

"Let’s speed up this process."

[Time Stop]

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