Chapter 136 Fang Family Secret Realm: Fang Lansheng's internal injuries were severe, bruised...

Fang Lansheng's internal injuries are severe, with blood stasis blocking his meridians. Although it may not be fatal, if he is not treated in time, it may pose a threat to his future cultivation.

Lu Qing nudged him twice, but seeing that he didn't react at all, she decided not to bother him anymore. She stood up, took out a tinderbox from her pouch, lit it, and began to look around.

This was an endless, dark space. The tinder in Lu Qing's hand could only illuminate a short distance around her. Lu Qing touched the ground. It was dust accumulated over the years, and because the space was quite damp, the dust was also a bit sticky.

Lu Qing twirled her fingers, then flicked her sleeve. A large tuft of hair emerged from her sleeve, scattering in all directions through the air. Then Lu Qing glanced at Fang Lansheng on the ground.

Old Hei very considerately crawled out from her sleeve, then searched Fang Lansheng's body and took out all of Fang Lansheng's belongings.

Fang Lansheng's spirit pouch had some limitations. Lu Qing picked up the spirit pouch and pressed it onto the blood he had spat out; the spirit pouch opened readily.

Lu Qing rummaged through his pouch and even found several bottles of aphrodisiacs. Without a doubt, she knew who they were for. Lu Qing really wanted to force-feed them all to him.

Old Hei chuckled, "This guy's all show and no substance, all looks and no substance! He actually keeps all this on hand."

Lu Qing snorted coldly, "Take him with you."

Playing with rigor mortis was Old Hei's specialty, especially since Fang Lansheng was a living person whose limbs hadn't stiffened. She leaped onto Fang Lansheng, and Fang Lansheng slowly got up from the ground. Except for his eyes being tightly closed, he was no different from a living person.

Some of the black-haired old man who had gone out to scout ahead had already returned. Old Hei himself found it quite strange. "This place is quite large. There are paths everywhere. I wonder what kind of place this is or what it's used for. Come on, let's go this way."

Old Hei led the way, and the two walked forward. They walked for a long time without seeing anything. In this vast secret place, there were no animals, no flowers or plants, no water, no people, and no demons. It was as if it were an empty space.

Old Hei was also frustrated, "Who made this place? If we stay here, we'll suffocate to death. No, even if we die, we'll suffocate to death again."

As soon as she spoke, Lu Qing glanced at her casually. That glance was rather eerie. Old Hei was possessing Fang Lansheng, controlling his body to make him appear normal. However, Fang Lansheng was not a normal person at this moment; he was a severely injured man. Old Hei's actions had caused blood to gush from Fang Lansheng's mouth, his chest gushing like a small waterfall. If left unchecked, Fang Lansheng would likely die, if not die.

But she still has to go out.

Lu Qing pressed two acupoints on Fang Lansheng's chest, finally turning the small waterfall into a small stream. "Come back."

Old Hei immediately pulled away from Fang Lansheng and tucked his sleeve back into her.

Fang Lansheng collapsed to the ground again. Perhaps it hurt too much, for he groaned and slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw Lu Qing holding a tinderbox, looking around. "Madam Wu."

Lu Qing glanced at him and said, "You're quite badly injured, so you shouldn't move."

Fang Lansheng felt a damp, cold sensation on his chest. He looked down and saw that his clothes were already soaked with blood. He gave a bitter laugh, "Did you save me?"

"How do you know?" Lu Qing was genuinely curious as to why he would say that.

“These are stagnant blood clots blocking the meridians, and it won’t be easy to clear them out.” Fang Lansheng panted a few times and said softly, “Thank you.”

Lu Qing felt a little regretful; she should have left him there longer to block the road. "Where is this place?"

"This is a secret place of my Fang family, a place where the women and children of the clan can hide in case a powerful enemy comes." Fang Lansheng extended a hand to her, "Please help me, I really can't walk anymore."

Lu Qing didn't want to touch him. "Where are you going?"

Fang Lansheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll take you to meet the elders of my clan."

There's someone here? Why didn't Old Black peek out earlier?

Lu Qing glanced at him and said, "I'm a married woman, so it's not convenient for me to help you." As she spoke, she took out a spirit sword that she had plundered from the Western Wilderness that day from her sleeve. Then she reached into her sleeve, pulled the old black rope into a long black rope, wrapped it around Fang Lansheng's armpit, and tied him directly to the spirit sword.

Old Hei: I beeped.

Fang Lansheng was dumbfounded. Now that there was no one around, and he had been seriously injured while saving Lu Qing, shouldn't she prioritize the urgent matter, personally help him up, put his arm on her shoulder, and support him to walk forward? He had been performing this kind of hero-saves-the-damsel or beauty-saves-the-hero drama for so many years, but this was the first time he had been hung up like a pig being slaughtered in a farmhouse.

Lu Qing raised a finger, and Fang Lansheng was dragged up. Lu Qing asked earnestly, "Is this feasible?"

Fang Lansheng felt a tightness in his chest again. "Could it be that Madam Wu 'supported' me like this just now?"

Lu Qing looked completely bewildered. "Otherwise what?"

Fang Lansheng forced a smile, a ruthless thought rising in his heart: Since this Lu Qing is so clueless about romance, then don't blame him. "This way," he said, pointing Lu Qing towards him.

The two turned a corner and headed in another direction. After a while, they came to an ordinary wall. Fang Lansheng wiped the blood from his chest and then pressed his hand against it. The wall suddenly lit up slightly, revealing a door.

Without hesitation, Lu Qing followed Fang Lansheng inside.

There was indeed a hidden world inside.

This space is clearly intended for human habitation. Lacking sunlight, it's illuminated by luminous pearls and fluorite, and its furnishings are somewhat similar to Old Black's lair. However, the presence of water and fruits and vegetables suggests that it's inhabited.

"Why did your elders live in this place?" Lu Qing asked curiously.

Fang Lansheng had just rummaged through his spirit pouch, trying to find some medicine. But he discovered that everything on him was gone. He pretended not to notice. Without making a sound, he untied the "black rope" binding him. "Madam Witch, please wait a moment." Then, he forced himself to open a cabinet, which was a medicine cabinet. He took out a elixir and swallowed it, then silently sat down to meditate and heal his injuries.

Lu Qing raised an eyebrow and continued to examine the secret chamber. This place must be very old; she even saw several rare herbs growing in the stream, seemingly from over a thousand years ago. Could it be? A thought flickered in Lu Qing's mind.

Fang Lansheng didn't circulate his internal energy for long; once his injuries were under control, he silently opened his eyes, his hand hidden in his sleeve crushing the pill concealed between his fingertips. Then he stood up, slowly walked to the stream, and dipped his hands into the water to wash them. He stood upstream of Luqing, his actions of washing his hands and face were normal and slow, so much so that even Lao Hei didn't notice his subtle movements.

"Does Madam Wu like flowers and plants?" Fang Lansheng asked with a smile.

Lu Qing squatted down next to the herbs and asked, "Who planted these herbs?"

"Does Madam Wu really want to know?" Fang Lansheng asked softly. "This person, it turns out, has some connection with Madam Wu?"

Lu Qing was taken aback and suddenly looked up at him.

Fang Lansheng stood up calmly. "Madam Wu, my clothes are stained with blood. They are very uncomfortable to wear, and I would like to change them. Please excuse me for a moment. You can simply turn around."

Lu Qing glanced at Lao Hei, then turned around and faced away from him.

Fang Lansheng slowly began to remove his blood-stained clothes. "About a thousand years ago, there was an elder in my clan named Fang Haiyi. He was exceptionally intelligent, possessed extraordinary cultivation, and was also incredibly handsome—a beauty unlike any other. At that time, the world was obsessed with the Spirit Fruit. Young and ambitious, Fang Haiyi also went to the Western Wilderness to try his luck. However, several years later, he did not bring back the Spirit Fruit, but instead brought back a woman, whom he married. This woman was named Nan Bei. Although Nan Bei was not a top-tier beauty, she was lively, exceptionally intelligent, and understanding. The couple were deeply in love and had a daughter."

Lu Qing listened intently with his back to him. Old Hei, on the other hand, stared intently at Fang Lansheng's gradually bare chest, his mouth watering.

"Unfortunately, this good fortune didn't last long. The high priest found the Fang family, claiming that Nanbei had stolen the Spirit Fruit and demanding that the Fang family hand over Nanbei. Fang Haiyi then hid his wife and daughters here, and alone dealt with the divine palace." He sighed deeply, "The men of the Fang family overcame countless hardships on the path of cultivation, but unfortunately, they could never be ruthless when it came to matters of the heart. In the end, Fang Haiyi was outnumbered and died..."

"Fang Haiyi is dead?" Lu Qingwei tilted her head slightly. "Was he killed by the Divine Palace?"

"Really!" Fang Lansheng used his clothes to soak up the stream water and wipe the bloodstains on his chest. "After Fang Haiyi died, the Divine Palace still managed to capture Nan Bei, but they did leave behind Nan Bei's daughter."

"Why are you telling me all this? And why do you say we have a connection?" Lu Qing turned back and looked directly at Fang Lansheng.

Fang Lansheng, shirtless, sat by the stream, continuing to wipe away the bloodstains without a care. "Others may not know, but as the next patriarch of the Fang family, I know the inside story. Nan Bei didn't steal the Spirit Fruit at all. The one who stole it was Fang Haiyi, because Nan Bei is the Spirit Fruit itself. Every thousand years, the Spirit Fruit gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to transform into a human. This year is the year the Spirit Fruit ripens again. And you are the newly born Spirit Fruit. Otherwise, how could the Zou family have been defeated by Wu Chen, and how could Wu Chen, as the new High Priest, marry a woman with no family background?"

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Author's Note: Thank you to all the little angels who voted for me or watered my plants with nutrient solution between 19:02:05 on October 28, 2020 and 20:46:21 on October 29, 2020!

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