Chapter 46: He Huan Sect Master Bai Yueguang 7 Robbery

A small boat carried Wen Qianning and Ji Hanlin away from the auction house and headed towards the inn where they had stayed before.

The boat reached the alley by the lake. The two went ashore and were halfway there when Wen Qianning noticed footsteps following behind him. He frowned slightly and suddenly stopped.

"Someone is following us." She said calmly.

Ji Hanlin frowned and slowed down his pace. Although his cultivation was not as good as before, his keen perception had not completely degenerated. At this moment, he could indeed sense the presence of someone approaching quietly from behind him.

A cold light flashed in Wen Qianning's eyes. When the man in the dark thought he had gotten close, he turned around and pinched a magic formula. A ray of spiritual light followed him like a shadow and instantly broke through the air.

"ah--!"

A scream was heard, and a girl about sixteen years old was shocked by Wen Qianning's spiritual power. She fell to the ground with blood at the corner of her mouth and her face full of horror.

"Who are you and why are you following us?" Wen Qianning was a little surprised to see that the follower was a girl. She quietly used her spiritual power to investigate and found that the person on the other side was only at the Qi training level.

How dare you stalk others at this level?

"Hand over the chalcedony." The girl gritted her teeth and looked directly at Wen Qianning with a hint of unwilling persistence in her eyes.

Not only tracking, but also robbing. Wen Qianning felt amused and narrowed his eyes: "Did you sneak in from the auction house just now?"

"So what? If you can afford it, why can't I snatch it from you?" She sneered, "In the world of cultivation, only capable people can obtain it. Aren't you relying on that man's money? It's not like you paid for it yourself!"

She really didn't rely on men. She paid for it herself. As the leader of the Hehuan Sect, she has the confidence.

Wen Qianning was complaining in her heart, but before she could speak, she saw a cold light flash by.

A short blade flew out from Ji Hanlin's sleeve, so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly. In just a moment, the girl was frightened and forced back several feet. Her back hit the wall hard and her face turned pale.

"Who allowed you to speak to her in that tone?" Ji Hanlin said in a cold tone, his eyes frighteningly cold.

Resentment and resentment flashed in the girl's eyes. She tried to stand up again, but the spiritual thread that followed her precisely wrapped around her wrist, making her unable to move.

Ji Hanlin walked over and looked at the girl with a slightly gloomy brow: "You don't even know what realm we are in, and you dare to snatch such a treasure. You are very brave."

The girl was stunned for a moment before realizing that the man in front of her had a dull aura and certainly didn't look like he possessed any spiritual power. On the other hand, the woman next to him couldn't be detected at all, suggesting her strength was unfathomable...

The girl's face was pale and her lips were trembling so much that she could hardly speak, but she still gritted her teeth stubbornly and stared at the chalcedony in Wen Qianning's arms.

"Tell me." Ji Hanlin looked down at her with a cold expression, "Who are you? Who sent you?"

"No, no one..." The girl looked sad, tears rolling down her eyes, "I came here by myself..."

Seeing the girl's pitiful appearance, Wen Qianning couldn't bear it anymore and softened his tone a bit: "Forget it, after all, nothing serious has happened. Don't follow us anymore."

After saying that, she raised her hand and threw out a talisman, sealing the girl's spiritual power. "This talisman will be released in three days. Take care of yourself."

The girl's face was pale, and she could only watch the two men turn around and leave, unable to move.

Seeing that they were really going far away, the girl was extremely anxious and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Please help me, my brother is dying!"

"I've begged so many people and tried so many ways, but nothing works! I really... I really have no other choice..." The emotions she had suppressed for so long suddenly collapsed and she cried uncontrollably.

Upon hearing this, Wen Qianning and Ji Hanlin were both slightly stunned.

The girl lay on the ground, half of her face almost touching the ground, looking very embarrassed. "My brother has been poisoned by a cold. The pharmacist said that only high-level spiritual objects can suppress the toxicity. That chalcedony is his only hope..."

"I know I shouldn't have tried to rob someone this way..." She sobbed, "But I really... I have no other choice. I want to take a gamble, even if there's only the slightest chance..."

The air fell into a brief silence.

"..." Wen Qianning and Ji Hanlin looked at each other. She was a little hesitant. After all, it was she who gave the chalcedony to Ji Hanlin to repair his cultivation.

The girl continued to plead: "You can kill me... but please give the chalcedony to my brother. I... I am willing to work like a slave to repay you..."

Wen Qianning lowered her eyes and looked at the thin girl at her feet with a complicated look. She had seen countless people setting up schemes for profit, but the little girl in front of her had clear eyes with deep unwillingness, but there was no hint of deception.

"Xiao Lin." Wen Qianning was silent for a moment, then gently took his hand and looked up at him. "How about we... give her the chalcedony? I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll have to put you in a difficult position. But don't worry, I'll find you something better!"

"I'll do as you say."

Ji Hanlin agreed without saying a word. Feeling the soft hand holding his, his heart softened. The only thing he could think of was that she was so kind and gentle.

I like it very much.

Even though it was true that chalcedony could help restore his former cultivation, compared to anything else... he seemed to care more about Wen Qianning's concern, realizing that no matter what decision she made, she would put him first, just as he did to her.

Hearing him say this, Wen Qianning immediately retracted the restraints. The girl's body softened and she almost collapsed to the ground.

"Name?" Wen Qianning asked.

"My name is Kui Congling."

Wen Qianning looked down at her, remained silent for a moment, and took out a small piece of light blue crystal from her arms. It was the chalcedony containing pure spiritual power. Then she threw the chalcedony into Kui Congling's arms.

Kui Congling took the chalcedony and was overjoyed. Tears rolled down his cheeks, and he knelt down and kowtowed, his forehead hitting the ground. "Thank you, fairy sister, thank you... thank you!"

"You're welcome." Wen Qianning curled her lips slightly and tugged at Ji Hanlin's sleeve. "This chalcedony still needs to be refined. If you don't allow us to go back with you, we can help your brother."

Three people walking side by side on a mountain path.

Kui Congling walked in front, looking back from time to time. She seemed unable to believe that these two monks, who had been targeted by her and wanted to be robbed, were willing to repay kindness with kindness. Not only did they give her the chalcedony, they also offered to go with her to see her brother, saying... they wanted to save him.

"How is your brother's injury now?" Wen Qianning broke the silence.

Kui came back to his senses from the spirit world, feeling somewhat sad. "He had been unconscious since he came back, and his spiritual veins were severely damaged. The pharmacist said there was little hope of recovery... Our parents died when we were young, and it was my brother who raised me with all the hardship. He is my only relative, and I don't want to give up."

Wen Qianning frowned slightly and said nothing more.

After passing through a forest, an abandoned Taoist temple came into view. Although the exterior looked a bit shabby, the interior was clean and tidy and could shelter us from wind and rain.

"We will stay here for the next few days." Kui Congling pushed open the wooden door, and a smell of medicine hit him in the face.

A young man was lying against the wall in the room. He was about twenty years old, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"My brother's name is Kui Xing," Kui Congling introduced softly, kneeling beside his bed and carefully wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Three months ago, we followed a small sect into a cave to search for treasure and were ambushed. My brother accidentally contracted a cold poison while trying to protect me... When we escaped, he was already like this."

Wen Qianning took a few steps closer, squatted down, and gently placed her palm on his pulse point.

A chaotic and violent poison immediately backfired, heading straight for her meridians, as if to force her back.

Her eyes narrowed, and she used her spiritual energy to stabilize the turbulent toxins in his body. "His spiritual veins are already 70% poisoned. If it's a few days later, even an immortal wouldn't be able to stop him."

Kui Congling's face turned pale, and he looked helpless: "Then... what should I do?"

"Don't panic." Wen Qianning replied, "I'll refine the chalcedony for him right away."

She slowly took out a few silver needles and the piece of chalcedony she had brought with her, set up a formation plate on the side, and then laid down a few patterns to warm and nourish the spiritual energy. Then she instructed Kui Congling: "Guard the door and don't let anyone get close."

Hearing this, Kui Congling quickly nodded and stepped back.

Ji Hanlin didn't leave, but stood beside her, his tone somewhat inexplicable: "You are refining chalcedony for him... do you have to take off your clothes too?"

Wen Qianning looked at him strangely, and suddenly remembered that when Ji Hanlin was seriously injured and she treated him, he always took off his shirt.

No, he must have misunderstood something all along... You don't need to take off your clothes for treatment.

"No need." She blinked, trying not to laugh. "When I treated you before, you took off your clothes very quickly every time. I didn't have time to explain, and then... it's been like this ever since."

Hearing her say this, Ji Hanlin breathed a sigh of relief and his complexion became a little better. He didn't feel embarrassed, but he just couldn't stand another man being naked and letting her treat him. He simply couldn't imagine someone being so intimate with her.

Ningning, I can only be like this with him.

"Then I'll just watch from the side and help you if your spiritual energy gets disturbed."

Wen Qianning arched her eyebrows and said softly, "Okay."

…treatment begins.

The spiritual needles fell little by little and pierced into the thirty-six major acupoints on Kui Xing's body. Wen Qianning guided the Qi with his fingers and used his spiritual power to melt the chalcedony into a stream of water-like essence, which he slowly introduced into Kui Xing's poisoned spiritual veins, repairing and nourishing them inch by inch.

About an incense stick later, the young man on the bed finally coughed up a breath of blood, his brows relaxed, and his eyelashes trembled.

Wen Qianning slowly released the spiritual needle, and his whole body swayed slightly as if all his strength was drained away.

Ji Hanlin took a step forward and hugged her: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She nodded, raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, and said firmly, "He is out of danger for the time being."

Kui Congling heard the noise inside and rushed in. She threw herself on her brother's bedside and looked at his face, which was gradually regaining its color. She finally couldn't hold back her tears and said, "Thank you, sister... Thank you so much..."

"It's a small matter." Wen Qianning felt a little tired, so she relaxed in Ji Hanlin's arms, closing her eyes but still muttering, her voice gradually becoming softer, "But he still needs to take good care of himself... I've checked the medicine he used before, and it's all fine. Just take it according to the pharmacist's prescription... It'll take at least three more months..."

It's still a bit exhausting, she thought, leaning against the boy's shoulder.

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