Chapter 509: Why Are The Scars Gone?

In another tent which was sealed securely, there were guards placed at the entrance, effectively shielding it from enemies and prying eyes.

The end of the war had been announced, thus Ji Lingxi and Yue Rulan had boiled two big pots of water immediately, to cleanse themselves completely and check the wounds on their bodies.

Both ladies had fought their hardest throughout the war, never once giving up, thus the wounds they bore were not minuscule. Although they were neither fatal nor would they cause any handicaps, it was still insufferable agony to have even one scar for these girls who prized beauty above all else.

They were going to wash up now to see if those wounds would affect their complexions and if they could fade completely.

From head to toe, arms to legs, chest to back... Yue Rulan's sighs kept on ringing incessantly.

"My shoulder has a wound here... sigh, it's quite deep. When it heals it will leave a horrible scar... sigh!"

"There's also one here at my collarbone... ugh..."

"I think there are three on my back..."

"Why is there one on my abdomen too? Ugh, I'm so angry!"

"I have it on my behind as well... and another one on my calf... Lingxi, Lingxi, I'm dying from anger! Look at those wounds on my back... will they fade completely?"

"Ugh..."

Yue Rulan mumbled in frustration, the calm composure she used to possess all but dissipated. It looked like beauty was still what women cared about the most, and intelligence and a sharp wit was relegated to second place.

However, she did not hear any noise from Ji Lingxi, who was sitting across from her, after a long-drawn complaint. She raised her head, curious about the foreboding silence.

"You... ah!"

She suddenly cried out. "You... How you..."

Ji Lingxi was also in shock, so much so that she was rendered speechless and dumbfounded.

"Argh!"

Yue Rulan was about to go berserk from jealousy, looking at Ji Lingxi. She sprung up from her basin and pressed the latter into the water.

"You - you... I remember you were injured even more than I was... A lot more, plenty! Why aren't there scars or wounds on you? Not even a single scratch!"

"I don't believe it! Let me look closely, let me check... Turn over! Let me see..."

Ji Lingxi covered her chest with her hands and said meekly with barely contained delight, "I don't know as well... I was really wounded..."

"Argh!" Yue Rulan was still crying out in jealousy.

Ji Lingxi's skin was smooth everywhere she checked, free from even the faintest scar! It was even softer and more supple than a newborn's, it was practically flawless! It seemed like she had not been injured throughout her entire life; even the traces of practicing martial arts for years were gone.

Yue Rulan's eyes bulged as eyes roamed meticulously, her gaze filled with disbelief.

She could clearly remember the number of times she had personally witnessed Ji Lingxi being injured and bleeding, wounded all over, when both of them were surrounded by the enemies. Ji Lingxi was much more vehement about killing the enemy compared to her, thus she had suffered more injuries than her, much more.

Yue Rulan was still thinking about how to comfort Ji Lingxi about taking the scars lightly earlier, to see if it would be better if she acted more concerned... Who would have known that the result of this matter was she herself would be violently triggered instead?

No, she was the one suffering the harshest damage!

Not even a hairline scar could be found on Ji Lingxi!

Facing this cruel reality, Yue Rulan broke down. She was incredibly doubtful of her own eyes. Had all she had witnessed earlier been merely a figment of her imagination?

Yet, the arrow had buried itself in Ji Lingxi's shoulder. It was her who counterattacked and fended off the enemies before personally pulling the arrow out for Ji Lingxi and treating her wound. The wound was not fatal, but it was incredibly deep. Ji Lingxi had not said anything, but she was already in distress.

Now, however...

There was the saber scar as well. That glaring wound hacked by a saber on Lingxi's upper arm had almost chopped her entire arm off. She had also been the one who bandaged the injury for her. It was an unmistakable injury, but had the saber scar gone to?

That sword...

That...

What was going on?

"Don't wear those!"

Yue Rulan practically yelled when she saw Ji Lingxi standing up to put on her clothes.

"I still want to check you. I don't believe it, I just don't..."

No matter how she examined and scrutinized her body, touching Ji Lingxi until the girl was blushing in embarrassment, she could not find any scars!

"What is happening? This is mystical..."

Yue Rulan sat in the basin distractedly, glancing at and stroking the wounds and scars on herself then looking at Ji Lingxi's peeled egg of a complexion. She soon fell into a deep trance.

"I suddenly feel like... this world... is filled with a deep hatred for me..." Yue Rulan said in near hopelessness.

Ji Lingxi chuckled secretly while dressing herself with a blush. She felt like collapsing after being touched everywhere by Sister Lan, like a female rogue.

She bit her lips and said, "I don't know what's going on either... The scars and wounds are gone, either way... I was worried earlier... Sister Lan, what do you think is going on?"

Yue Rulan replied in anguish, "How am I supposed to know what's going on? This shouldn't be! I saw it clearly! There were so many scars and wounds. Where have they all gone to?"

"Sister Lan, are you offended by the fact that I don't have any scars on me?" Ji Lingxi pouted in disappointment.

"Of course I'm offended! We were injured together! Look at this peppered streaks on me, then the smooth surface on you... how could I feel alright?" Yue Rulan barked in indignation.

Ji Lingxi's eyes darted furtively before she said, "Actually... it's nothing... what's the big deal? Tell you what, I'll let you touch me more in the future... think of my body as your own..."

"Ji Lingxi!" Yue Rulan shouted, cheeks red with mortification.

Ji Lingxi's soft chortles pleading for mercy filled the tent in the ensuing silence.

...

Outside the tent, Yun Yang rubbed his nose and turned to leave.

He had been wondering about the two ladies and had wanted to come over to ask how they fared, only to encounter such an eclectic scene. He could only listen to them, but he felt terribly flustered at the conversation.

If he were to ask to see them, he would probably have been walloped by the angry and embarrassed girls without mercy. Hence, Yun Yang wisely chose to leave unannounced.

However, he shared the same confusion as Ji Lingxi and Yue Rulan. From what he heard from Shangguan Lingxiu...

"Go take a look at Lady Ji and Lady Yue. Both of them are greatly wounded and the injuries were quite serious as well. They might bear scars. This is something that a lady will find terribly hard to accept." Shangguan Lingxiu had said.

"Then Sister Lingxiu, you... don't you have wounds and scars too?" Yun Yang asked with deep concern, "Are they serious? Do you want me to take a look at them?"

"Get out!"

Young Master Yun Yang, the amateur flirt, left dejectedly.

Then, he had come here and coincidentally, the girls were discussing their wounds and scars. Therefore, Great Young Master Yun did not even enter the tent, choosing to leave in a dispirited mood.

Yun Yang was certain that if he had gone in, what would welcome him would be no better than Shanggun Lingxiu's adamant order to leave - perhaps it would have been an even more severe dismissal.

Young Master Yun, who left despondently, did not hear what came next.