Seven Disciples Are Ungrateful Wolves? The Vicious Female Cultivator Doesn't Care Anymore

On that day, the Clear Moon Peak was engulfed in flames, and seven cold swords were plunged into Ye Zhao's body. They were her seven most beloved disciples.

She had once risked severe inj...

Chapter 64 Heart-Erosion Gu

Chapter 64 Heart-Erosion Gu

Ye Zhao's eyes suddenly turned cold and stern, staring at the new jade pendant on his waist. "Have you taken Ye Wange as your master?"

Ning Yan's body trembled, his face showing a mixture of pain and panic, but he still nodded.

Ye Zhao stood up and asked, "Then why did you come to Qingyue Peak to ask for medicine?"

Ning Yan endured the severe pain and knelt down to beg: "She doesn't know... She doesn't know that I have a Gu in my body... It's not that I don't want to tell her, it's just... This Gu is acting up too quickly, I really can't hold on any longer... Please save me..."

"Since you are no longer my disciple, your life or death naturally has nothing to do with me." Ye Zhao said calmly.

“…”

Ning Yan's face was distorted with pain, but memories of his past life emerged in his heart.

At that time, he was also a disciple of Qingyue Peak and was raised by Ye Zhao since childhood.

The Heart-Eating Gu was like a carbuncle attached to his bones, flaring up monthly, leaving him rolling on the ground in agony. He had once believed he wouldn't live past twenty, but it was the elixirs bestowed by Ye Zhao that repeatedly pulled him back from the clutches of death.

Until he was thirty years old, he practiced hard to reach the peak of the Golden Core stage and finally completely refined the poison in his body... That night, he sat cross-legged in the wind and rain for three days and three nights, almost going crazy and dying in the last breath of breakthrough.

It was also after that day that he met Ye Wange.

That was the first time he heard someone question Ye Zhao.

Ye Wange smiled gently and said to him:

"Do you think your slow progress in cultivation over the years is because you're not as talented as others? No, it's her."

"She added soul-forbidden powder to the pills you took, and also changed the path of your cultivation method. She didn't want you to go too far from the beginning."

"Don't you find it strange? Why can't you suppress that Gu? She's a genius in alchemy, so why can't she cure the Gu in your body?"

Her voice was soft, but it was as cold as ice to the bones.

Ning Yan remembered that he almost stood there in a daze, his face pale.

At that moment, the trust in his heart that had never wavered cracked for the first time.

Ye Wange handed him a pill. That was the first time he suppressed the attack of the heart-eating insect without relying on Ye Zhao.

He believed it.

He even began to resent the master who raised him and saved him countless times.

From that day on, he never set foot in Qingyue Peak again and never mentioned Ye Zhao again.

Until Ye Zhao's death, he never spoke another word to Ye Zhao.

In that case, he will go back to find Ye Wange!

Xialing Peak.

Ning Yan walked into Ye Wange's alchemy room, "Master, the heart-eating insect in my body has attacked again. Can you give me a pill?"

Ye Wange's white robe was spotless. Upon hearing this, she pulled out a jade bottle from her sleeve and placed it lightly in his palm: "This bottle contains the medicine that can cure your heart-eating poison."

"Really...really?" Ning Yan's eyes lit up.

"Of course." Ye Wange said firmly, "But the process will be a little painful. If you want to completely eradicate it, you have to be able to endure it. Within three days, you will be reborn."

Ning Yan opened the bottle without any hesitation and a pill rolled into his throat.

However……

He only felt a heat wave rushing from his throat into his chest, and then it was like something was growing wildly in his heart veins, and his blood seemed to be poured into magma, and every inch of it was burning!

"Ah...!" He fell to his knees, his face distorted in an instant.

Ye Wange, however, showed no emotion at all. "It's a normal reaction. Hold it in."

The second breath.

Ning Yan covered his chest tightly with both hands, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

His abdominal cavity seemed to have been bitten through by a ferocious beast, his stomach and intestines were churning, black blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose, and even his consciousness began to tremble.

He gritted his teeth, "Master... did I... eat something wrong..."

"If you believe me, just hold on for three more days." Ye Wange stood up, leaving him alone curled up on the cold floor of the alchemy room.

A night passed.

Ning Yan hardly closed his eyes. His whole body felt as if it was cut by a thousand knives, and cold sweat soaked his clothes.

He struggled to return to his residence, bumping into countless stone platforms and tree branches on the way.

On the second day, the heart-eating insect seemed to be forced out by the elixir, and turned into thousands of sharp needles, flowing upstream along his meridians, piercing his spiritual platform bit by bit.

He was in so much pain that he rolled off the bed and crawled towards the wall.

"Ahhh! Kill me... Kill me...!!" He screamed in pain, a bloody mark appeared on his forehead, and the blood flowed into his eyes, blurring everything.

The other side.

Gu Xingzhi, dressed in a grayish-white Taoist robe that hadn't been washed in days of seclusion, with his hair in a messy bun, hurriedly moved among the outer disciples. He had just emerged from seclusion and was planning to wash up at the spiritual spring when he suddenly heard several disciples chatting excitedly on the side of the road.

"Have you heard? In this sect competition, Qingyue Peak swept the competition and took first place!"

"Not only that! It's said that Su Luoxue, the disciple directly taught by Master Ye Zhaofeng, defeated Lin Zhuoran with a single move! Even the one from the Law Enforcement Hall couldn't help but admire her!"

"And, and more! After this competition, the Sect Master is actually going to pass the position to Master Ye Zhao!"

Gu Xingzhi paused, his expression froze.

He stood there in a daze, and it seemed as if he could only hear the words "Qingyue Peak", "No. 1", and "Ye Zhao" all of a sudden... Each word fell into the lake of his heart like a stone, causing strong ripples.

He didn't expect that after only ten days of isolation, the world would be turned upside down.

The reason why Gu Xingzhi left Qingyue Peak was because he felt that Ye Zhao's cultivation was low, and she had no backing or background. In a sect that values ​​inherited bloodlines, she would sooner or later be marginalized.

But now... the whole clan is shocked, and Qingyue Peak is unrivaled.

Gu Xingzhi's face turned pale and blue, and he felt a mixture of emotions: "Am I... wrong?"

He quickly turned back and headed straight for Qingyue Peak.

But when he approached the gate of Qingyue Peak, he froze...

I saw a long queue in front of the gate of Qingyue Peak.

The team of disciples, all dressed in outer grey robes, stretched from the mountain path to the foot of the mountain. There were hundreds of them. Even the female disciples were squeezed into the crowd. Each of them looked ahead excitedly with light in their eyes.

"Who's ahead of you?"

"It's almost my turn! I've been waiting for two hours! I don't want a place in the inner sect, I just want to be a handyman at Qingyue Peak!"

"Me too! I heard that even servants at Qingyue Peak can now cultivate to the fifth level of Qi Condensation, and they're provided with spiritual fruits and spiritual food every day!"

Gu Xingzhi: “…”

He stared blankly at the scene before him, feeling as if the whole world was turned upside down.

Qingyue Peak, which was once ignored by everyone, has now become a popular destination that the entire sect is eager to visit.

Gu Xingzhi gritted his teeth and stepped forward, trying to cut in line, but after taking just two steps, he was stopped by the deacon disciple.

"Don't cut in line! If you want to enter Qingyue Peak, you must queue according to the rules. Even core disciples are no exception!"

"I... I'm an old friend of Qingyue Peak." Gu Xingzhi defended in a low voice.

"Old friend of Qingyue Peak?" The deacon frowned and flipped through the booklet. "Are you that... Gu Xingzhi?"

"Exactly!"

The deacon rolled his eyes and said in a cold tone, "You asked to leave Qingyue Peak in the first place, and Peak Master Ye didn't stop you. Now you want to come back? Qingyue Peak won't accept you back."