Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 1478 I'm Not a Bad Person

Ye Feng started a fire.

Once the fire was reignited, the cave became warm again.

Ye Feng squatted by the fire to warm himself.

Suddenly, I heard a muffled groan behind me.

Turning my head, I saw that Lingyin had already lifted the covers and was struggling to untie the strips of cloth covering her body.

Ye Feng sacrificed three pieces of clothing to make bandages, which, when connected, could circle the cave several times over.

Besides, Ye Feng isn't a professional doctor.

Last night, he wrapped Lingyin up like a mummy. Except for her head and breasts, the rest of her body was tightly bound with strips of cloth.

Without Ye Feng's help, Lingyin had to do it herself.

Lingyin's injuries were already severe, and she hadn't applied any elixirs yet; even the slightest movement could aggravate her wounds.

Upon seeing this, Ye Feng immediately turned his head away and stopped looking.

He felt that Lingyin was definitely testing him, and if he reached out to help her, he would surely die under her purple-glowing short blade.

But Lingyin's painful groans continued to come, making Ye Feng somewhat irritable.

After warming up by the fire for a while, she finally couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Fairy, are you alright?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Ye Feng threw a few pieces of firewood into the fire, then stood up and walked towards Lingyin.

Lingyin stared at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "What are you doing coming over here?"

"Let me help you. You have so many wounds, and many more on your back. I'm afraid you won't be able to reach them."

"Oh, aren't you afraid I'm testing you? Aren't you afraid I'll take this opportunity to kill you?"

Ye Feng shrugged and said, "Go ahead and kill me. Besides, I think if you're going to kill me, it'll definitely be after I've finished bandaging your wounds... At that time, it won't be a loss for me to be killed by you. There's a saying that goes, 'To die under a peony is to die a romantic death.'"

Lingyin said, "You were originally a literary star descended to earth, but unfortunately, you didn't use your talent for good. If you had studied hard, you would definitely have become a great writer in the future. What a pity, what a pity..."

"Fairy, are you praising me?"

"What do you say?"

"I think it is."

Ye Feng squatted down in front of Fairy Lingyin and began to untie the strips of cloth from her body.

Because Ye Feng did not stitch up Ling Yin's sword wound or stop the bleeding when he bandaged her up last night, the bandages stuck to the wound.

The pain made Lingyin bite her lip tightly with her pearly teeth.

Ye Feng glanced at the pained Lingyin and said, "Fairy Lingyin, you are a saintess of the Goddess Palace, how can you not even endure this little bit of pain?"

Fairy Lingyin gritted her teeth and said, "When you bandaged me up last night, why didn't you stop the bleeding? Why didn't you stitch up my wound?"

"I'd like to, but I don't have the means. You've sealed my eight extraordinary meridians, how can I help you stop the bleeding and heal your wounds?"

"Is it your fault?"

"Oh, that's not what I meant, fairy, do you have any scissors...?"

Despite the excruciating pain, Lingyin took out another pair of scissors from her storage bracelet.

With the scissors, the demolition work was immediately sped up considerably.

However, these strips of cloth were stuck to Lingyin's wounds. There were nearly thirty sword wounds, and every time one was peeled off, Lingyin winced in pain.

After only a few strips of cloth were untied, Lingyin's face turned pale, her expression filled with pain.

"Could you...could you be a little gentler? It hurts!"

"I won't die... I'll just have to bear with it."

Ye Feng said this, but his movements became much gentler.

It took Ye Feng about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before he was able to remove all the cloth strips binding Lingyin's body.

At this moment, Lingyin has returned to her appearance from last night, wearing only a pair of underwear.

Her pale face flushed slightly, and she crossed her arms, saying, "What are you looking at? I'll kill you in a minute! And gouge out your eyes too."

Ye Feng didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

"Where...where are you going?"

"Fetch some water, let me wash you up."

Now Lingyin's body is once again stained with foul blood.

Ye Feng walked out of the cave with a wooden basin in his hand, and soon brought in a basin of water.

When they came in, they found Lingyin lying on the bedding, with a bodice covering her chest.

Ye Feng was speechless and said, "I've seen everything I needed to see, is it necessary to block it?"

"Say it again!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it."

With the supplies in Fairy Lingyin's storage bracelet, Ye Feng, the barefoot doctor, was finally able to do his job properly.

He used a cloth dampened with water to carefully help Lingyin wipe her body.

Seeing those deep, bone-revealing wounds, Ye Feng felt a wave of nausea.

He felt that Lingyin covering her breasts with a bellyband was completely unnecessary.

Given Lingyin's current physical condition, no man would have any improper thoughts.

At this moment, Lingyin didn't seem like the renowned Holy Maiden of the Goddess Palace; she seemed more like an ordinary woman.

She gripped the sides of her bodice tightly with both hands, as if afraid that Ye Feng would lift it open.

Watching Ye Feng gently wipe the blood and grime from her body, Lingyin softly said, "Young Master Ye, you could have killed me last night, why didn't you? Why did you save me instead?"

Ye Feng glanced at Ling Yin's slightly complicated eyes.

He grinned and said, "You could have killed me anytime these days, so why didn't you?"

As for why I saved you… killing might need a reason, but saving doesn’t.”

Lingyin paused slightly, then said, "But many people kill without any reason."

"Then he must be a bad person, but I'm not a bad person."

"Aren't you a bad person?"

"Nonsense! Did I rob and plunder? Did I abduct people on the road? Did I forcibly take women? Did I practice yin-yang cultivation? Did I search souls and steal spirits? Did I rape and kidnap? Did I betray my friends? Did I betray my master and ancestors? Did I slaughter the innocent? Did I spread heresies? Did I devour blood and refine souls?"

I've never done anything truly heinous. I've only done harmless little things—petty theft, harassing girls—at most minor transgressions. I'm still a long way from being a bad person.

Lingyin wanted to retort, but upon closer reflection, she realized that although Ye Feng had a bad reputation within the Yunhai Sect, he was not a truly wicked person.

Ye Feng went out and changed the water several times before he could thoroughly clean Lingyin's body.

Looking at Lingyin's shorts, Ye Feng said, "Do you want me to help you change your pants?"

"roll!"

"Just kidding, I checked you last night, your butt isn't injured..."

"What?! You're dead!"

Lingyin was shocked.

He thought Ye Feng had only untied his undergarment when he was healing him, but he didn't expect that the kid had already taken off his pants!

An unprecedented sense of shame and indignation filled Lingyin's heart, and she wished she could tear Ye Feng to pieces right now!

Ye Feng pretended not to see Lingyin's almost fiery gaze.

He picked up a bottle of Jinshi Powder and a bottle of Hualing Ointment, and asked, "Fairy, should these two medicines be applied directly to the wound?"

Lingyin gritted her teeth and said, "Jinshi Powder is for stopping bleeding and healing wounds, so you should apply it to the wound first. Hualing Ointment is for removing scars, so you should use it last."

"Roger that!"