Chapter 813: The Comatose Girl

Chapter 813: The Comatose Girl

The incident with the Demon Star stirred constant turmoil, and currently, the Demon Star still lingered atop Ningzhou Peak. Those Demon Disciples who drank or bathed in the tainted waters of the Magic Spring found their powers enhanced, albeit somewhat.

The resources from the Demon Star were gradually being taken away by various factions; the ore from outside the heavens was exceedingly rare, and there were endless uses for it.

Crafting weapons was one aspect, but for high-level Demon Practitioners, the ore from the heavens was of great benefit to their cultivation.

With the right timing and place, the Demon Practitioners acknowledged their prosperous era was upon them, and the future would belong to the Demon Path.

A leader was essential; if the Demon Path were to thrive, a pinnacle leader was needed to guide all the Demon Practitioners towards greatness.

However, not all these Demon Practitioners belonged to the same organization or group. To become the leader, they would mutually slaughter one another, fighting tooth and nail, a brutal game of the strong eating the weak—this was the rule of the world.

As a result, the Demon Path was in chaos; one major force was the Refining Demon Sect, while another was the alliance of Liang Zhao with Qin Dao—these two factions were the most powerful.

Of course, there was a smaller force led by Ling Meng, but they remained relatively inconspicuous for now, as the whereabouts of the Demon Beasts were still hidden.

For now, it was a matter of staying low, developing cautiously, and waiting to shock everyone.

At this time, Ling Meng was also headed to Ningzhou Peak, where she received the gifts of the Demon Star—the flowing waters of the Magic Spring that could transform a Demon Practitioner.

A talented Demon Woman like Ling Meng would undoubtedly become even more formidable.

Naturally, the richest spring was located at the leap spring where Lin Nuo was, but unfortunately, it had already been blown apart by Zhang Yuanxu.

That said, it wasn’t a huge issue; as long as there was access to the Magic Spring waters, with Ling Meng’s physique and talent, she could improve rapidly.

However, despite receiving the gifts from the Demon Star and the opportunity to acquire the waters of the demon spring, she suffered side effects and felt unwell.

She needed to control this newfound power, which would leverage more pain, consuming her original Demon Soul Power while gaining this strength.

Having received the gift from the Demon Star, she aimed to leave quickly, but on her way back, she felt dizzy and failed to reach the meeting place agreed upon with her father, Ling Yuan.

Her dizziness intensified, and she ultimately collapsed in a field.

She fainted.

…

Later, a woman with her servants was headed to the fields to collect some fresh vegetables when she stumbled upon the unconscious Ling Meng.

“Madam, there’s a girl over there.”

The servant pointed at the fainted Ling Meng, surprised.

“Let’s go take a look.”

The woman walked over with her servants and discovered Ling Meng lying motionless by the vegetable patch.

“Madam, she’s not dead; she just fainted. What should we do?”

“Let’s bring her back and take care of her. It’s not safe for a young girl to suddenly collapse.”

With a kind heart, the woman couldn’t just ignore her plight and instructed the servants to help her.

“You all collect the vegetables first; I’ll find a physician to see how this girl is doing.”

“Madam, you shouldn’t trouble yourself with this. We can go find a physician.”

“No worries, I can’t just leave this be. I’ll go myself.”

Thus, the woman decided to take Ling Meng to find a doctor to check on her condition.

Ling Meng had grown quickly and could easily conceal her Demon Soul Power; from the outside, no one would discern that she was a Demon Practitioner.

And the doctors from those small villages couldn’t detect it either.

So now, Ling Meng appeared as an ordinary girl, revealing her identity as a Demon Practitioner only when she used her powers.

After being taken to see the doctor, he examined her and concluded that she had merely overworked herself and fainted temporarily; she would be fine after some rest.

He even prescribed some calming and restorative herbs, which could be brewed into a potion for her to drink when she woke.

Hence, the woman took Ling Meng back to care for her.

This woman wasn’t just anyone; she was Lin Nuo’s mother, Xia Hanmo.

“This child looks quite pitiful. Thankfully, our village is pure and free of evildoers; otherwise, it could be quite dangerous. I wonder where she came from. With the turmoil in the world, she might have gotten separated from her family.”

Xia Hanmo sighed lightly, noting that Ling Meng’s appearance was similar to her own child, Lin Nuo, and seeing the young girl reminded her of him.

Ah, as a mother, who doesn’t miss their child?

Ling Meng was settled into a guest room, covered with a blanket, resting. There was no life-threatening danger; she would be fine with some rest.

After a long while, Ling Meng awoke and found herself on an unfamiliar bed.

“How did I…?”

She was bewildered; as a Demon Woman, she naturally possessed a sense of caution, and her entire demeanor became defensive.

Had she been captured? By those Martial Practitioners?

Where had she been before this?

She held her head, pondering the events that had transpired—she remembered bathing in the water tainted by the Demon Star. Then a powerful force surged within her, as though it wanted to devour her. Afterward, she struggled to control this power, exhausting herself greatly.

Finally, she fainted and couldn’t recall what happened next.

So, did someone capture her while she was down?

It was possible.

But if she had been captured, she shouldn’t be in a bed; she’d be imprisoned instead.

So, what was going on here?

Just as Ling Meng was confused, Xia Hanmo entered from outside, noticing that Ling Meng had woken up.

“Little girl, you’re awake.”

Xia Hanmo smiled, but Ling Meng remained wary of the unfamiliar woman.

“Who are you? Why am I here?”

“Me? I’m Xia Hanmo, just an ordinary woman from the village. You fainted by my vegetable patch, and my heart couldn’t bear to leave you, so I took you to see the doctor…”

Xia Hanmo explained, and Ling Meng understood the situation.

So, just a simple commoner.

That was a relief; she wasn’t one of those Martial Practitioners and posed no threat.

“Thank you for your help. Here’s all the money I have, take it. I need to leave now.”

Ling Meng quickly got up, placing her coins on the table, eager to depart.

She had been unconscious for several hours; her father would be worried sick.

“You just woke up; you still need to rest. I’ve brewed some medicine for you. You’ll need the money while you’re out; I won’t take your coins.”

“I’m sorry, but I really must go.”

Previously, Ling Meng would have just left, indifferent to Xia Hanmo’s words, but since following Lin Nuo and interacting with commoners, her attitude had softened towards them.

Ling Meng ignored Xia Hanmo’s insistence and was determined to leave. She stepped out of bed and hurried to the living room, ready to depart.

However, a painting caught her eye.

That painting looked just like her Master.