2-88 - How Could the Villainous Young Master Be a Saintess?

Volume 2, Chapter 88 ~ Sacred Healing Aura Author: Han Tang Returns Updated: 2025/7/4 0:30:01 Word Count: 4011 The moment Wenny turned to look, he saw Aesphyra standing unsteadily, wavering slightly before collapsing softly to the ground. The holy sword fell to her side. Her eyes were tightly closed, her collar already stained with blood. Her usually immaculate silver hair now bore streaks of crimson, giving it a disheveled appearance. A closer look revealed her dress to be torn and covered in bloodstains. She had suffered significant injuries, her organs damaged. During her previous use of [Heaven's Favor], it seemed to have severely affected her heart once more, causing blood to overflow, overwhelming her. "Aesphyra?? White-haired little nutcase?!" Wenny hurried forward to support Aesphyra, letting her lean on him. He checked Aesphyra’s pulse; it was already extremely weak. “Damn it!” In this desolate area, how could he provide Aesphyra with emergency treatment?? Desperately looking around, Wenny noticed the pink potion bottle still clutched in Aesphyra’s hand, less than half of the life-saving elixir remaining inside. Without hesitation, he grabbed the elixir, gently pried open Aesphyra’s cherry-like lips, and attempted to pour the elixir into her mouth. However, Aesphyra, unconscious, couldn't swallow at all, even tightly clenching her mouth shut, refusing to let him administer the medicine. “Please, just drink a bit, sis, I’m begging you, I’m pleading with you!” Wenny pleaded, wiping the blood from Aesphyra's mouth while trying to administer the elixir. Despite his efforts, Aesphyra stubbornly refused to swallow, the few drops he managed to get in either spat out or dribbling out. Alarmed, Wenny quickly used the bottle to catch the spill. For heaven's sake, this is a life-saving elixir! It mustn't be wasted! Wenny wiped the sweat from his brow as he watched Aesphyra on the brink of life and death. Her precarious condition left him frantic. Aesphyra had warned him before that utilizing her trump card in such a manner came at a cost and would invoke backlash. Presumably, this backlash affected her heart and other damaged organs. Coupled with her previous severe injuries, this situation was dire. Yet, thanks to her formidable fate, she was hanging on, defying death’s grasp. This girl must have known the consequences, yet she chose to act to get them both out of harm's way, resulting in considerable backlash and aggravated injuries. “Sis! I’m begging you, just drink a little! Please, don't spit it out, I’m even calling you mom, okay??” Seeing no way to get Aesphyra to swallow the potion, especially as more blood dribbled from her throat, Wenny realized that her condition was truly critical, with just a thread of life remaining. Scratching his head, Wenny remembered that someone with Aesphyra's formidable destiny rarely fell into such dire straits. Even if they did, fate would usually intervene, bringing a benefactor or opportunity. Yet, in this deserted wilderness, Wenny had no idea where a benefactor could suddenly appear to save Aesphyra from danger. Unless... was he the benefactor?? He had no healing potions on him, wasn't a priest, nor did he possess the [Holy Envoy]... Wait, hold on! In his panic, he had forgotten; of course, he had [Holy Envoy]! But, if he used [Holy Envoy] and Aesphyra regained consciousness while he was healing her... However, now was not the time to dwell on such concerns. Was he to hesitate when faced with someone on the verge of death?? Moreover, she had ended up in this state to save him, making it not inaccurate to say Aesphyra was injured because of him. Besides, with all the favors he owed her, how could he stand by and do nothing? With a decisive thought, Wenny watched as Aesphyra continued to dribble out the potion and knew he couldn't delay any longer. Taking a deep breath, he clasped his hands together like a devout praying priest. The next moment, a dazzling, radiant pink light descended upon him, transforming into six wings and merging with him. The immaculate pink-haired girl opened her pure and flawless eyes. Pristine white wings cradled her lightly, while an ethereal moonlight crowned her. Upon opening her eyes, Vanessa immediately unleashed her holy light, using the highest level of healing magic she could muster: Intermediate Healing Magic and Basic Healing Orbs. Thinking that these healing spells might not suffice, Vanessa checked her virtue panel to see what magic she could enhance. Now, her level could be improved, though she could only upgrade from a low-level wizard to a high-level one. While examining her virtue panel, Vanessa noticed her virtue points had been updated. ‘Virtue +500.’ ‘Current Virtue: 10104.’ Vanessa spent 2000 and 4000 virtue points to upgrade her level twice, advancing from a low-level wizard to a high-level one, increasing her magic density and capacity. Subsequently, she spent another 3000 virtue points to acquire a versatile healing spell, claimed to be the ultimate panacea, the [Sacred Healing Aura]. ‘Virtue deducted by 9000.’ ‘Current Virtue: 1104.’ Vanessa clasped her hands and closed her eyes, silently praying over Aesphyra, then cast [Sacred Healing Aura]. An angelic ring intertwined with flowers and white doves flew above the unconscious Aesphyra, enveloping her in a gentle, pink light that began to heal her wounds. According to the spell’s documentation, a target enveloped in [Sacred Healing Aura] would receive continuous healing and various boosts, including resistance and healing enhancement. This meant that the healing received by the target would significantly increase; hence, even if Vanessa couldn’t currently perform high-level healing spells, with the support of [Sacred Healing Aura], her intermediate healing spells would enhance greatly. With a deep breath, Vanessa cast an intermediate healing spell on Aesphyra. Under the holy light's aegis, Aesphyra's severe injuries were contained and alleviated, while the [Sacred Healing Aura] overhead created a surgical platform. Seeing Aesphyra’s condition stabilize, with no more blood escaping her mouth and her complexion improving, Vanessa felt the holy light was pulling her back from the brink of death. Vanessa sighed in relief, as Aesphyra’s internal bleeding had been contained and reversed by the holy light. Ordinary priests and nuns using basic healing spells would have struggled to manage such severe injuries. Thank goodness Aesphyra had a tough fate. Next, Vanessa decided not to continue using the holy light for healing; instead, she placed Aesphyra’s head gently on her soft lap, expertly and softly parting her lips. “Good girl~” Vanessa whispered, one hand caressing Aesphyra’s cheek, instilling warmth and a sense of security. For reasons unknown, Aesphyra, even unconscious, couldn’t summon an ounce of caution or defense in Vanessa's presence; her tightly clenched lips began to relax unconsciously. “Good, excellent work,” Vanessa praised softly, her tone akin to a loving mother complimenting a mischievous child for taking their medicine. Quickly, the life-saving potion went down smoothly, its effects immediate. Aesphyra, though unconscious, instinctively accepted it and began swallowing. Vanessa exhaled softly. This scene reminded her of the last time she was utterly exhausted after being possessed by an ancestor, only to be found and cared for by Aesphyra, who diligently covered for her. Now, the roles reversed, and it was her turn to care for Aesphyra. Life truly is unpredictable; who would have thought that one day, Aesphyra, the destined protagonist, would face a downfall, and it would be her, once an adversary, providing care. Vanessa gently caressed Aesphyra's forehead, recalling that Aesphyra was also an orphan. Though the Galatos family found her early on and the patriarch raised her as his own, cherishing her as the last descendant of the ancient empire far more than his own offspring. Ultimately, Aesphyra's biological parents were most likely no longer in this world. In a certain sense, she was an orphan just like Vanessa, albeit far more fortunate. In a sudden moment of compassion, Vanessa felt a newfound tenderness for Aesphyra. Gently, she used her own knee as a pillow for Aesphyra, softly tidying her bangs, indulging in a wave of maternal instinct. Aesphyra was now out of immediate danger. Having transformed into Vanessa, her perception of the potion multiplied several times over. She could sense that the blood from her ancestors flowed within this elixir. It was clear: this alchemic potion was far from ordinary, containing 'Sanctified Angel's Blood.' With such a potent ingredient, how could it be anything but extraordinary? After ingesting such an elixir, Aesphyra's life was assuredly saved. Coupled with the emergency measures of [Sacred Healing Aura] and [Intermediate Healing Spell] earlier, she would need some time to recuperate, but recovery seemed assured. This conveniently coincided with the break, offering her a perfect period to rest. While comforting Aesphyra, she browsed her virtue panel to see if there was anything else that could aid Aesphyra. She stumbled upon a support-type magic called [Slumber Spell], which promised to help the target sleep soundly. It was a legitimate [Holy Envoy] magic, not a questionable hypnosis spell, allowing usage only when strong drowsiness was present but sleep or unconsciousness eluded. It was specifically used for treating insomnia. Reasonably priced at just 100 virtue points, Vanessa's eyes lit up, realizing this spell was exactly what she needed. She purchased the spell for a mere hundred virtue. ‘Virtue deducted by 100.’ ‘Current Virtue: 1004.’ Armed with knowledge of the [Slumber Spell], Vanessa cast it on Aesphyra, and countless hypnotic symbols drifted out from between her palms. Did it work? Vanessa examined her palm, noticing Aesphyra remained unconscious, seemingly unchanged from before. Patients need ample rest, so it was best to let her sleep a little longer. ------ Aesphyra felt she was in a fragmented world, one lacking the concepts of time and space, reminiscent of the chaotic dawn of creation. Adrift in the turbulent currents, she wandered among endless cracks, like a boat in a stormy sea, fearing the moment waves would topple her into splinters. The cold enveloped her as if she had plunged into an icy abyss, her body frozen. Then, a warm flicker ignited, and somehow, someone seemed to call her name, a voice exuding warmth, though its source was unknown to her. Gradually, warmth spread through her body, melting the ice enveloping her, just as if basking in the gentle sun. She felt the rigid ice within slowly thawing. Someone gently caressed her forehead, whispering her name softly. Under a colorful cherry blossom tree, a kind, ethereal girl touched her forehead. The gentle peach-like eyes seemed to wash away scars, restoring her skin to perfection. Yet, heavy eyelids hindered her from discerning who the girl was, or perhaps the falling petals veiled the girl's face, obscuring her view. She only knew that the warm light healed her wounds, melting the frost lodged in her veins. Her previously tensed body instinctively relaxed. Her world was painted anew with sunlight and vibrant hues, the soothing light bathing her, her exhausted, frayed nerves unwinding into sleep. Later, upon awakening, she found herself in an unrecognized, simple cabin. As her awareness returned, she discerned that the interior was sparse and unfamiliar, giving her no recollection. As memories replayed, she recalled events prior to her unconsciousness: the usage of [Heaven's Favor] without the imperial sigil, halting time to transport herself and Wenny. Although displaced, their location remained random, and moreover… Forcefully casting [Heaven's Favor] had inflicted irreversible damage upon her heart. With the added severe injury from her previous battle with Juilin Xue, theoretically, she should have been at death's door, if not worse. Aesphyra attempted to channel her magic, surprised to find its flow unimpeded. Other than feeling exhausted, everything seemed fine? The pain in her heart—gone? The previous excruciating pain she had felt now completely vanished. What on earth was this?? ‘Thud, thud, thud…’ Suddenly, footsteps approached from outside the cabin. She tried to move but found herself utterly immobilized, unable even to twitch a finger. Was it due to overexertion, or had she simply slept too long?? Contemplating these possibilities, the door creaked open.