The next second, Yang Yunhai quickly turned his face away.
"Damn! I've caused trouble, what do I do now!? From the looks of it, she just finished cleaning her wounds, came out of the water onto the rocks… and then I went and electrocuted her."
'Sin… sin… it's all the moonlight's fault. Why did it just happen to fall across the pool at that moment?' Yang Yunhai cursed himself a hundred times in his heart, thoughts racing.
"That wound on her shoulder, that hole looks serious. Her waist and thigh also have plenty of bloody scratches. Must've been from being chased by soul beasts and scraping against bushes while fleeing."
"The key thing is, this sudden fall into the water reopened her wounds. If I leave her like this, too much blood loss, or worse, blood flowing downstream and attracting soul beasts—this could get really messy. And it's night, the water's cold. Staying in there too long is definitely bad. And I don't even know if she'll wake up in time."
"When I checked earlier, there was no one within a few hundred meters. Which means, she's alone."
'Should I… wait a bit, see if she wakes on her own?' he decided at last, opting to observe.
'This is ridiculous. And… she's beautiful…'
He couldn't help but glance again.
A fiery figure, long hair flowing, snow-white skin, a slim waist, and long legs—every part striking right at his aesthetic preference.
Three years. For three whole years at Nuoding Academy, he'd been fed Tang San and Xiao Wu's dog food. To say he didn't feel a bit of jealousy and envy would be a lie.
And in his past life, he was just a lonely bachelor.
'This really is… unbearable!'
That was why, when he realized he'd been reborn into Douluo Continent, he'd trained with the determination to fix this "life problem." After all, the next Continental Soul Master Tournament would bring out countless beauties.
As someone already affiliated with Spirit Hall, he admitted girls like Ning Rongrong or Zhu Zhuqing were out of his league. But Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, the girls from Tianshui Academy…
'Flirting with at least one of them should be possible.'
As for strength? He didn't think he lacked it. He was confident he could shine brightly at the Soul Master Tournament, drawing endless gazes. And looks? That he had plenty.
Even if he looked a bit too much like a delicate pretty boy right now!
'That's easy to fix. Once I find a good academy, I'll train my body again into a manly frame.'
As he was thinking this, time quickly slipped by—ten seconds, twenty seconds.
Still no movement from the bottom of the waterfall.
'This isn't right.' Yang Yunhai frowned, finally turning back to glance. The girl lay floating on her back near the rocks, head resting sideways, drifting with the water's ripples, unconscious.
'My lightning wasn't that strong! I was far away too. Even the fish have started to recover already. Could it be… she was already injured inside? And my strike just made it worse?'
His expression shifted. "Damn!" He immediately leaped into the pool.
Ordinary soul masters rarely got sick thanks to soul power circulating in their bodies, giving natural protection. But with internal injuries, that protection weakened.
And left untreated, that could be deadly.
'Soaking in cold water this long, she might really die!' His thoughts raced as he splashed down, grabbing her, then hauling her up to shore.
Carrying her quickly across the rocks, he spotted towels and spare clothes laid neatly nearby—he had noticed them earlier.
'She even has a soul tool… this girl must be from a wealthy family! Could she be from some noble clan?' His gaze flicked to her ears. From the twin earrings dangling there, he could clearly feel soul power fluctuations.
Rustling sounds followed as Yang Yunhai, relying on sheer willpower, used both hands to pull out the dry clothes laid on the rocks.
He quickly checked her condition—she wasn't poisoned, just completely drained, weak from injuries and exhaustion. That fall had pushed her into a deep faint.
It reminded him of his past life, collapsing into bed after two hours of intense basketball, too tired to move.
Without hesitation, Yang Yunhai darted up the waterfall, carried her back to his camp, and laid her carefully by his pack. Gathering dry wood in a rush, he started a fire.
Since he'd chosen to save her, he didn't care if the flames attracted soul beasts. This was just a hundred-year soul beast zone—if anything came, so be it.
Soon, firelight warmed the area. Yang Yunhai ran back to the pool, scooped up the fish he'd electrocuted earlier, and carried them back too.
"Saving someone is saving someone, but food's food."
Dropping the fish aside, he propped the girl upright by the fire, making sure her whole body soaked in its warmth. Then he pressed his hand lightly against her, letting his soul power flow in.
Although his right leg soul bone skill Wildfire Burns Without End, Spring Wind Brings Life Again was still too advanced for his current spiritual power to fully control, his Blue Silver Grass had already evolved with life energy. His soul power now carried a natural healing effect.
As long as he suppressed his lightning, it wouldn't harm her.
"Hopefully you don't wake up throwing a tantrum, or worse, going crazy about honor. But this is Douluo Continent—it's a feudal society. If I'm forced to take responsibility… then I'll admit it."
He sighed as he studied her face.
'Of course, that's mainly because she's pretty. If she were ugly, I'd heal her and leave. Judge me all you want. Men love beauty, women love tall, rich, handsome men. Who isn't just an ordinary mortal?'
'As for her family, I believe my strength can overcome those obstacles. The only two real problems are—whether she'll accept me, and what kind of personality she has.'
'If she doesn't accept me, then we go our separate ways. I sure as hell won't kill myself over it. If her temper's bad, well… I have 5,000 years of modern wisdom in my head, a treasure trove of internet culture. No way I can't handle one girl. Especially on Douluo Continent—the Land of Love. It's not called that for nothing.'
He paused, then frowned slightly.
'But what if she already has someone? Nah… unlikely, right? She's still young… it's just… some parts of her are a little too developed for her age.'
His eyes widened slightly as realization dawned. "Wait a second. Could this actually be Zhu Zhuqing? But in the original story, she never had earrings as soul tools… Then again, in Star Luo Empire's Gengxin City, storage soul tools are sold in bulk. With Zhu Zhuqing's background, of course she'd own some. And long hair could hide them easily."
He shook his head. "Forget it. I'll wait for her to wake up. One step at a time."
He didn't try to peek into her soul tool. That would be beyond disrespectful.
Soon, his healing took effect—the girl's wounds closed completely, not even scars remaining. He even cleaned away the scabs himself, making sure her skin was flawless.
With that done, he laid her flat and returned to cooking fish.
After eating his fill, he cleaned up, saw that she was still asleep, then quietly sat cross-legged in meditation.
(End of Chapter)
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