Murim Recurve

'M-Master?'

Re'Kha was shocked, hearing her master's voice resound in her head. It was unlike before where the voice just repeated the sentences he had said before to her in a loop. This time, it was a message directed to her based on her thoughts and conversation.

It was scary.

Re'Kha shouted in her mind once again but failed to hear any response. She didn't want to do anything strange and confuse Mu'Tua. For some reason, she could sense faintly that if she talked about her master to Mu'Tua, something bad will happen to her.

She didn't know what would happen, but for some reason, her instinct was sharp these days. And, she didn't wish to risk it. After a moment, Re'Kha controlled herself, not acting strange as she looked to be in thought, finally saying after some time, "I still need some time to think. If I don't come across the Blinded Ghost within a month, I'll resort to the second choice."

"Alright, I respect your choice." Mu'Tua nodded, "How are you feeling now? I removed all the Fear Qi from your body."

"I'm no longer feeling cold." Re'Kha nodded, "But the pain remains."

"Don't worry about that," Mu'Tua smiled, "I'll be healing you now."

She walked towards the nearby shelf and took out a box, opening it to reveal a needle attached to a funnel. The funnel was only as wide as her thumb. The needle was similarly sized to the other needles she had used. It was a Magic Artifact belonging to the water element.

Every doctor, whether those that just inspected the patients in the visiting wards below or the ones that treated them had Magic Artifacts. Not one not two, but many. But they were mostly needles to allow the flow of the respective Elemental Qi, so the entire lot of them only consumed as much material to make a Magic Artifact possessed by the Elemental Clans.

But even then, they possessed a lot; every doctor possessed an array of Magic Artifacts to help in treatment. It showed the wealth the Mu Clan had amassed in Burfuna City.

There existed four public hospitals, meant for the entire city's populace. So, money from every patient flowed into them. As they had a monopoly over the field, their wealth was unsurmountable. Only the Royal Clan possessed more wealth than them.

Mu'Tua took in a deep breath as she spoke, "I'll be summoning my Pranic Avatar now. Don't be startled."

"Alright," Re'Kha nodded, watching blue radiance emit from Mu'Tua that condensed into a sphere before morphing into a beast. The beast was no different from a fawn, only reaching the height of her knees. Its gem-like eyes shone with intelligence.

Its fur was soft, glistening like the snow upon the rays of the sun. It possessed a pair of horns that extended from below its eyes and connected before its nose. Their base was hollow, allowing the fawn's tears to move through it and exit via the tiny hole at its tip.

Muki!

It was the sole beast that had a healing property out of all the beasts living in their country. It was a weak creature that lacked methods to protect itself. Long ago, there were a lot of them living in the wilds and reared by the noble clans in their territories safely.

But during wars, their enemies specifically targeted them to prevent them from recovering. As such attacks continued, they eventually became extinct. But thankfully, they had become the Mu Clan's Pranic Avatar before then. Otherwise, their race would have no method to heal themselves.

Just that would make their experts remain crippled with no hope for recovery as long as they were injured even once. That way, their losses would have been severe.

The Muki leaped onto the bed and sat near Re'Kha, gazing at her before it licked her face, causing her to break into a laugh immediately. She hugged it, "Grandma, when the treatment ends, can I play with it? Just for some time?"

"Haha, alright." Mu'Tua laughed, "I won't be seeing any patients after this anyway. I just came here today to stay in touch with the abilities I had honed all my life."

"Yay!" Re'Kha squealed as she snuggled with the Muki, giggling whenever it licked her face. After some time, Mu'Tua told her to lie down, "I'll finish your treatment first. Thankfully, the injuries are something I can heal in a single session. The 90 units of Qi I possess should be enough for that."

"90? Grandma, you are strong." Re'Kha was shocked, "You will soon reach the realm of a Martial Master."

"I would also have to master a Pranic Art for that to happen. But I hope it won't take long." She smiled, motioning Re'Kha to remain silent as she activated the needle apparatus in her hands, causing it to shine with a blue hue.

Mu'Tua pierced it into her back; the Muki arrived before the funnel, shedding tears that fell into its horn, travelled through it, and dripped through the hole at the tip. The drop of tear was a mixture of Water Qi and a healing agent that moved through the thin tube connecting the funnel and the needle.

Using her Water Qi, Mu'Tua guided the teardrop through the needle and inserted it into Re'Kha. The healing agent moved through her muscles, guided by the Water Qi and the will Mu'Tua imbued in it, moving towards the places with torn muscles. It acted as an adhesive that attached to the place, slowly turning into the part of the flesh it was in contact with.

This way, her wounds slowly, but surely healed. Re'Kha immediately felt some strength return to her as the healing continued.

Mu'Tua pierced the needle in every place that needed to be healed and seeped in the healing agent. Time passed in such a manner. Soon, it was evening when Mu'Tua sighed, wiping off her sweat as she relaxed, removing the needle as she deactivated it.

"Except for your lack of sight, you are fully healed now, Re'Kha."