Chapter 253: Yin Sha Qi

"Miss Zhao, may I take your pulse?"

Yang Xun spoke as gently as he could, afraid of startling her.

Zhao Linglong nodded, extending a fair, slender wrist from beneath the covers.

Her fingers were long and her skin was so thin one could almost see the faint blue network of veins beneath it.

Yang Xun sat down on the edge of the bed and gently placed three fingers on her pulse.

The moment the pads of his fingers touched her skin, a bone-chilling coldness traveled up his fingertips.

It wasn't a normal chill; the coldness carried a gloomy, cloying sensation, as if some living thing were slithering beneath her skin.

Yang Xun focused his mind and sent a sliver of True Qi from his fingertips into Zhao Linglong's meridians.

The moment the True Qi entered, he felt a distinct sense of resistance.

The circulation of her qi and blood was extremely slow, as if something were dragging it down, preventing it from moving any faster.