Chapter 127 says, "You're lucky you saved me, you won't regret it. Otherwise, I..."

"Is Lian Que sick?"

Xiang Zhanyi rushed over from Lotus Town, covered in dust from the journey, but before she could even have a sip of water, she was dragged by Xichuang to see Lian Quesheng.

"Are you even human? Lian Quesheng's health is important, but mine isn't?" Xiang Zhanyi cursed angrily, but Xi Chuang ignored him and just kept pulling him along, their steps quick, like two fleeting afterimages.

"Besides, Lian Quesheng has no idea that I know you. If I go there, he will become suspicious of my identity." Xiang Zhanyi was even more anxious. If he could beat Xi Chuang, he would really like to stab him with his sword to wake him up.

"West window".

"I can't care about that. If it's exposed, it's exposed. He'll find out eventually anyway." Xichuang didn't care. All he ever wanted was Lian Quesheng's attention and concern, but now that Lian Quesheng was dead, what use were all those things?

"It's just a cold, how could it have gotten so serious?" Xiang Zhanyi rolled his eyes. His legs ached from running, they felt like they were about to break. Xi Chuang was still dragging him along at breakneck speed, treating him like a donkey.

"Besides, I'm the one who administers medicine and poisons people, not a doctor. I don't know how to cure diseases." Xiang Zhanyi really couldn't understand how she could have formed an alliance with such an annoying person who values ​​women over friends. "Don't think things are that simple."

Xi Chuang was very anxious and didn't want to waste any more words with him. He gave him a cold glance, which made Xiang Zhanyi stop talking and obediently follow him in.

Lian Quesheng's face was pale with a hint of bluish-black, like a dried-up corpse whose life force had been drained.

If he remembered correctly, when he saw Lian Quesheng a few months ago, Lian Quesheng had a rosy complexion and was in excellent physical and mental condition. How could he have become so severely depleted in such a short time?

Even though he didn't know much about how to save people, he knew that Lian Quesheng's situation was definitely not simple. Xiang Zhanyi was a person with a conscience, and Lian Quesheng was a friend of his. Although he was in cahoots with Xichuang, Xiang Zhanyi was very clear about the distinction. He was at most an accomplice. As for the culprit, it was Xichuang.

Having spent some time with Lian Quesheng, Xiang Zhanyi actually quite liked this pampered young master who came from a privileged background and was highly talented. Although he was sometimes a bit arrogant, he was loyal to his friends and kind to ordinary people.

Sighing inwardly, Xiang Zhanyi truly didn't know how this person had become so entangled with the ghost, Xichuang. Even though Xiang Zhanyi was Xichuang's friend, to be fair, if he were Lian Quesheng, after experiencing the series of things Xichuang had done to him, and then having his memory erased by special drugs, with the culprit even pretending nothing had happened and staying by his side as his apprentice, Xiang Zhanyi found the thought terrifying.

He didn't know how this situation would end. He didn't think Xi Chuang could keep it from Lian Quesheng forever; that was too difficult.

"You really didn't do anything else to him? His spiritual energy is so scattered. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that this is the world-renowned Lian Quesheng?" Xiang Zhanyi frowned deeply. "The medicine I gave you before was harmful to your body. How much did you give him?"

"I don't remember."

Xi Chuang never expected things to turn out this way. Lian Quesheng always seemed healthy when he was around, and he often checked Lian Quesheng's pulse. But he never expected that after just a few days apart, a cold would escalate to such a severe state.

"His body is severely depleted, but those medications alone shouldn't be enough to cause this. Has he suffered any other serious injuries, or been poisoned?"

Xiang Zhanyi couldn't understand it at all. He carefully examined Lian Quesheng's pulse again, and his face became more and more gloomy. Xi Chuang stood there like a scarecrow, his face ashen, and his usual gentle and polite demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

“Lian Chisu told me before that she had been poisoned and later passed it on to Lian Quesheng.” Xi Chuang suddenly remembered this. “I had thought about finding an antidote for him before, but Lian Chisu and Lu Buwen have gone through so many hardships and searched in various places over the years, but still have no clues.”

“Perhaps you could let me take the pulse of Sect Leader Lian. She was the one who was poisoned back then, so she might be able to tell something.” Xiang Zhanyi pondered for a while and discussed with Xichuang. “However, I have never seen such a powerful and potent poison before.”

"I'll find a chance to bring you to her."

Xichuang wasn't put at ease by his words. In his eyes, only Lian Quesheng's safety was worth his trouble. Xiang Zhanyi pulled up a chair, crossed his legs, and began to scrutinize Xichuang for the first time. He hadn't actually known Xichuang for very long, maybe ten years.

Compared to the long lifespan of cultivators, it's nothing. He met Xichuang in Bailuzhou. Back then, Xiang Zhanyi was a carefree person who liked to travel around, knew a little bit of trivial medical skills and had superb poison skills. Although he didn't have much money, it was enough for him to wander around without going hungry.

That day, he happened to be at Bailuzhou and encountered a child covered in blood. Xiang Zhanyi wasn't the kind of selfless philanthropist who liked to do good deeds; even if he encountered someone like that, whether he helped or not depended entirely on his mood. In that heavy rain, even though the bloodstains were washed away, the stench of blood still lingered in the air for a long time.

A little kid, so badly injured, probably bled out of his body. Xiang Zhanyi clicked his tongue a few times, "Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he wouldn't survive." He stepped past the fallen boy, only to have a hand grab his fluttering hem.

"Help me."

The boy's voice was soft, and Xiang Zhanyi was getting impatient. He tried to shake off the boy's hand, but to his surprise, this burly adult man couldn't even move a child's hand. He couldn't help but look into the boy's eyes, which were dark and bloodshot, as sinister as a wolf's.

"Save me, you won't regret it. Otherwise, I'll kill you." The boy, with his youthful face, uttered such words, which aroused curiosity and made one want to find out what had happened to him.

Xiang Zhanyi laughed out loud. He suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from not far away. He bent down and looked the boy in the eye. "Are they here to see you?"

“I don’t like causing trouble, but you’re a huge problem. However, it’s still quite interesting to provoke you once in a while.” He picked up the boy and held him in his arms with his large clothes. When they returned to the inn where Xiang Zhanyi was staying, he let the boy out, only to find that the boy had fainted from the pain.

He went through great hardships to rescue the person. Later, the two of them got together, and Xiang Zhanyi didn't know why, but the two who had been wandering the streets together suddenly became the sworn brother of Young Master Lian of Bailuzhou.

He couldn't understand how he had become Lian Quesheng's apprentice again. Xiang Zhanyi thought he was already quite receptive, but then he heard Xichuang ask him, "Is there any medicine that can help me get Lian Quesheng?"

He almost fell off the stool.

This was utterly shocking. His friend was becoming increasingly strange, and Xiang Zhanyi could hardly see through him, but he still gave him the medicine.

Gradually, he realized that he and Xi Chuang had been conspiring to do many bad things. Although these things were not of their own volition, Xiang Zhanyi still felt something was wrong. But once he got on the pirate ship, there was no way to get off.

After all, he's a friend; he only has this one friend.

Xiang Zhanyi couldn't refuse his request, even though what he did was immoral.

"But I can't guarantee it. I'll do my best."

"It's alright if you fail. I never pinned my hopes on that anyway," Xi Chuang said calmly, gently stroking Lian Quesheng's face. "We still have Jiang Yu's body to use—"

Xi Chuang lowered his eyes, revealing a hint of madness. "He was lucky three years ago, but now it's time for him to come in handy. His body is the most suitable. Once he successfully ascends, not only will Master's life be saved, but he can also live forever with me."

"Are you crazy? What are you thinking? This goes against the natural order. If this gets out, you'll be struck by lightning."

Xiang Zhanyi's mouth gaped open. He was almost stunned by his friend's idea. This time, he really couldn't tolerate Xi Chuang's behavior again and again. "Haven't you gone too far?"

"Do Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu even know about this? Does he know that you're going to take his body and give it to someone else? Even if you succeed, Lian Quesheng would never agree to it. He indirectly caused the death of his friend. Do you want him to die in agony?"

"None of that matters. As long as Master survives, I can handle everything. Even if we have to do it all over again, I still have plenty of medicine you gave me." Xi Chuang's eyes were ruthless and cold. He had made up his mind, and no amount of persuasion could change his mind.

"Can't you find someone else? Jiang Yu isn't someone you can easily handle."

“His body is the best, and he is the only one who can ascend immediately. I have checked my master’s destiny chart. An ordinary body cannot suppress his destiny. There is only one way to succeed.”

"Jiang Yu was born lucky, and his life has been smooth sailing."

"He's lucky?" Xiang Zhanyi laughed in anger. He questioned Xichuang, "Is that considered lucky? He lost his parents at a young age, was betrayed, and his ascension was ruined by you, you bastard. His proud sword techniques are no longer usable because of a wrist injury, and his Daoist partner was also killed by you. Is that lucky?"

“He has suffered these hardships, but once his master obtains his body, he will no longer suffer.”

"You feel sorry for him," Xi Chuang said calmly. "But does he even know it?"

"That's still better than you, who's too shy to openly express your love and prefers to do things secretly." Xiang Zhanyi rolled his eyes. He couldn't deny that he was attracted to Jiang Yu.

"I won't help you with this matter, but out of respect for our years of friendship, I won't inform on them. You'd better take care of yourself. Lian Quesheng won't wake up anytime soon. Once you've made the arrangements, I'll go see Sect Leader Lian."

After speaking to Zhanyi, he left. The door was closed, and only the west window remained in the room, quietly watching Lian Quesheng's face. He lay there, neither arguing with him nor looking at him coldly, as if he was resting in bed because he was tired. Everything seemed peaceful and serene.