Chapter 56 Don't Like Her

From the moment he followed Xu Yanzhou to see the female lead, he was first hit on the calf by a small beast covered in sharp thorns that darted out of the grass.

Strangely enough, she didn't dodge it?

joke.

Will she be unable to escape it?

While inside the hall, she tried to avoid the bronze crane with its sharp beak sticking out from the cauldron, but she couldn't and instead got her arm stabbed hard.

Right now, she's been bumped by a fellow disciple, her nose is bleeding profusely, and she twisted her ankle just by subconsciously shifting her foot?!

"Junior Sister Jiang, are you...are you alright?"

Pei Chang'an was astonished; he had never seen such an unlucky constitution before.

Lin Qingran looked concerned and handed her a handkerchief, saying considerately, "Junior Sister Jiang, wipe yourself first."

"Thank you, I have one." Jiang Xianwan politely declined, calmly took out a handkerchief, and silently moved around Lin Qingran to adjust her position.

He hurriedly led the four of them to Taicao Peak, entrusted the task of taking them to their guest rooms to other disciples, and then left.

Jiang Xianwan was in a truly pitiful state. With her hair still wet, she hopped onto a flat rock as soon as she left Taicao Peak. She took off her shoes and socks, and her ankle was swollen so badly it was almost comical.

Roll up the trouser legs a little higher, and you can see a bunch of wounds from sharp thorns on her fair calves.

It's nothing serious, just looks a bit terrible.

He took out a bottle of blood-activating and stasis-removing ointment, dissolved it in his palm, and endured the pain to massage his ankle.

Hua Buxiu, who had come to Taicao Peak, immediately strode over upon seeing Jiang Xianwan's disheveled appearance, asking, "What happened?"

This mischievous monkey can roll around in the mud with Su Qingliu and the other two all day long and nothing happens to him.

He only sent away a few disciples of the Eternal Sect, so why are his feet so swollen, his legs injured, and even his hair and clothes look like they've been splashed with water?

"Did you take a shower?"

Jiang Xianwan remained silent.

Why did she go to Taicaofeng to take a bath for no reason?

She complained pitifully, "Master, they are my nemesis."

Hua Buxiu neither laughed nor scolded her for talking nonsense.

He bent down, took the ointment from her hand, and gently grasped Jiang Xianwan's ankle.

"Tell me more about it."

In the cultivation world, there is no feudalistic idea that a woman's feet cannot be shown to others casually, so there is nothing abnormal about it.

Jiang Xianwan gasped repeatedly in pain.

"My disciple has been having bad luck since before I even met them. On the way, I was hit in the leg by a beast with sharp spikes, in the hall, I was stabbed in the arm, and then a disciple hit me so hard that I got a nosebleed and sprained my ankle. Just now, I was forced to take a bath at Taicao Peak."

Her voice was incredibly sorrowful, her expression one of utter existential doubt, and she listlessly rolled up her sleeves, revealing a still-bleeding wound on her snow-white skin, right in front of him.

Hua Buxiu frowned, grasped her wrist, and channeled his spiritual energy into her palm, pressing it against the somewhat deep wound to stop the bleeding.

Then, half of her eyelashes drooped down, and the ointment on her fingertips gently melted on her slender forearm. She then grasped her ankle again and placed it on her knee.

"Don't worry about it. Let the other disciples handle it. They should stay at the Taixu Sect to recuperate for the next few days. Just avoid them."

Jiang Xianwan took a deep breath and nodded. "Master, what brings you here?"

"It was your sect leader, my senior uncle, who begged me to come and see what's so interesting about a few disciples."

Jiang Xianwan stared intently at Hua Buxiu's charming and alluring face.

His long eyelashes hung quietly, and a fiery pattern between his brows accentuated his charm. His silky hair cascaded over his shoulders.

At this moment, her face was inexplicably gentle, as if it contained a subtle and luminous white light, intertwined with her naturally flowing beauty, captivating and alluring without her even realizing it.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Really?

Could Hua Meiren be one of the eighteen beauties in the illustrated guide?

Jiang Xianwan felt that this was very likely.

After all, wherever the female lead appears, the male lead is sure to follow.

Startled, she tugged at Hua Buxiu's sleeve. "Master, may I tell you something?"

Hua Buxiu shifted his gaze to her face.

Seeing her serious expression, I inexplicably felt that what Jiang Xianwan was about to say was very important.

His voice was clear, gentle, and magnetic, giving people a sense of peace. "Speak, I'm listening."

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Xianwan felt a little more at ease and said in a solemn and serious tone, "Stay away from that disciple named Lin Qingran. No matter how outstanding and beautiful she is, you should not like her."

"What are you saying, you unfilial disciple!"

Hua Buxiu laughed in exasperation, flicking her forehead with his finger. "How old am I to be liking a junior!"

But strangely, she remembered Jiang Xianwan's words.

"You don't actually think your bad luck is related to her, do you?"

Jiang Xianwan covered her head, tears welling in her eyes, "What if my disciple says yes?"

She thought that since she had inexplicably targeted him from the very first meeting, Hua Buxiu would definitely blame and scold her.

Unexpectedly, Hua Buxiu nodded, "Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person. Just ignore her."

Jiang Xianwan raised an eyebrow, somewhat disbelieving, "Really?"

"What, do I have to swear an oath to you?"

“It’s not impossible,” Jiang Xianwan blurted out.

After all, no matter how confident you are in your words, what if you happen to take a liking to someone later?

Hua Buxiu slapped her on the head without hesitation, and then dried her hair and clothes.

"You unfilial disciple! Get back here!"

After saying that, he put shoes and socks on her feet.

"Can you roll it yourself?"

Jiang Xianwan pouted, "What if it's not possible?"

Hua Buxiu glared at her, but still turned his back to her, saying, "You brat, you're such a nuisance."

He complained verbally, but acted cautiously.

It was rare to see the beautiful Hua Meiren display such a dignified demeanor, so Jiang Xianwan immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. "Master, aren't you going to heal their injuries now?"

"You won't die? Are those disciples just freeloaders? Fatty girl, what did you eat? You're so heavy!"

"Where am I heavy! Master, are you impotent?!"

"You unfilial disciple! I'll tear your mouth apart!"

The two, master and disciple, bickered all the way. Hua Buxiu threw Jiang Xianwan on the bed and left, cursing.

He simply refused to believe in superstition.

The two men, who had overheard the entire conversation, fell silent again.

A faint frown appeared between Di Yin's brows.

Jiang Xianwan lay on the bed, staring at the bed curtains above her head for a while, then took out a jade slip to contact Feng Huixue.

She felt it was necessary to send a message to Feng Huixue about this matter.

At that moment, a brightly colored rooster was perched on Jiang Xingxing's lap. Upon hearing Jiang Xianwan's voice, the rooster dropped, and Jiang Xingxing began to whine and call out "Mother, Mother!" and reached out to be held.

Feng Huixue held him on her lap, feeling extremely sorry for him. "Be good, Mommy will be heartbroken and cry under the covers later."

Jiang Xingxing held back her tears and said earnestly, "Xingxing, don't make a fuss, Mother, don't cry."

Jiang Xianwan hadn't planned to cry, but she couldn't hold back and her nose started to sting. "Don't cry, don't cry."

The two teased and coaxed Jiang Xingxing, making her giggle.

Feng Huixue breathed a sigh of relief. "Wanwan, he's used the Dew of Spiritual Essence. He's fine. My son and I will go back in a few days."

"No." Jiang Xianwan refused decisively. "You all stay in the Demon Realm first. I have something to tell you."