The Metaphysical Ugly Consort's Fortune-telling is Efficacious, All Bad Luck Disperses

Rejected by the Crown Prince, the ugly woman who couldn't marry was given by the royal family to the Imperial Uncle Regent King.

The Regent King was plagued by misfortune, paralyzed, and bli...

Chapter 702 The Great Disaster Returns

Chapter 702 The Great Disaster Returns

Yun Qingqing hurried to the clean room where Si Ling was, only to see the little girl lying quietly on the spiritual jade couch, her body enveloped in a layer of faint silver light, but her breath was weaker than when she left.

Feng Yin followed closely behind her, looking anxious:

"Senior, since this morning, the sect master's aura has been getting weaker and weaker. I used the formation you left behind to barely stabilize the situation, but..."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but anyone could see that Si Ling's situation was very critical.

Yun Qingqing pondered for a moment, looked at Feng Yin and said:

"Right now, the only way to save her is to rebuild her bones and meridians. Would you be willing to lend me a hand? I'll probably need 80% of your spiritual power."

Feng Yin did not hesitate:

"Senior, please tell me what you need me to do."

Yun Qingqing took out a crystal clear jade bottle with silver liquid flowing in it.

She lightly tapped her fingertips, and the jade bottle floated above Si Ling, emitting flowing light.

"Just inject spiritual power into this Taixu Spiritual Essence, and leave the rest to me."

Feng Yin nodded, and immediately raised his hand to inject spiritual power into the jade bottle bit by bit. The light of Taixu Lingsui gradually became stronger.

A golden light flashed at Yun Qingqing's fingertips, and she drew array patterns in the air, which rolled towards the jade bottle, drawing out the Taixu spiritual essence in the bottle and spreading a dazzling array above Si Ling.

Under Yun Qingqing's guidance, strands of spiritual essence transformed into countless tiny spots of light and penetrated into Si Ling's body.

Suddenly, a silver light shone brightly in the clean room. Si Ling's small body floated up, his bones made crisp sounds, and his tendons and veins were reshaped in the silver light.

The whole process lasted for three days and three nights. When the last drop of Taixu spiritual essence sank into Si Ling's heart, a brilliant silver light suddenly burst out from Si Ling's body, his long hair moved without wind, and his breath returned to normal.

Yun Qingqing let out a long sigh, closed the formation and stood up.

Feng Yin, who had been supplying spiritual energy, also stopped and sat down on the ground, wiping his sweat.

"Huh... finally... is the young master okay?"

Lin Xiuzhu, who had been guarding the side, also stepped forward:

"How is the Sect Master? Has she recovered?"

Si Ling slowly fell back onto the bed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly for a moment, and then she opened her eyes.

“Master…”

Yun Qingqing smiled and held her little hand:

"It's okay now, Xiao Ling'er..."

The breath she had been holding for days finally came to an end, her vision went dark, and she fell forward.

"senior!"

"Master!"

Feng Yin and Lin Xiuzhu hurried forward to pick up the person, but suddenly a soft silver light appeared in the air and steadily supported Yun Qingqing.

The two paused, only to see Si Ling sitting up from the bed. His silver eyes were not focused, but he accurately used the silver light to roll up Yun Qingqing and pull her to his side.

Another flash of silver light passed by, and the two figures disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"This..." Lin Xiuzhu stood there in a daze.

Feng Yin concentrated and sensed for a moment:

"Spiritual energy is heading towards the forbidden area!"

The two immediately rushed towards the forbidden secret hall.

Deep in the small world inside the secret hall.

Si Ling took Yun Qingqing through the space rift deep in the secret hall. As the silver light flowed, the two of them found themselves in a hazy gray foggy space.

Tiny starlight floated around them, and beneath them lay the silvery surface of the lake. Si Ling waved her hand lightly, and Yun Qingqing's body hovered in the air, drifting forward with her.

The gray fog gradually dissipated, and a crystal clear crystal platform appeared before my eyes.

A jade-white flower was suspended in the center of the stage, its petals stretched out like moonlight, and a pale golden halo flowed from the pistil. Extremely pure spiritual energy formed a vortex around the flower, and even the air was slightly distorted by this rich energy.

Si Ling lightly tapped the petals with her fingertips, and wisps of silver-white light floated on the petals, circling around Yun Qingqing like swimming fish, and slowly sank into her brow.

Yun Qingqing had a dream.

Everything in the dream was blurry. She only remembered that she was surrounded by a vast expanse of white, and the sound of the wind lingered in her ears with its light and crisp sound.

The sound of chattering could be heard faintly in the wind.

"You must always stay with me..."

"Hey, do you have a name?"

"No? Then why don't I give you one~"

"So you agree?"

"Hmm... I think... why don't you just call..."

Yun Qingqing slowly opened her eyes.

who?

...What's it called? She looked around in confusion.

Her whole body was wrapped in pure white spiritual energy, so familiar and warm that she couldn't tell for a moment whether she was still dreaming.

"Master, you finally woke up."

A girl's voice came to her ears, the cold voice was filled with rare earnestness. Yun Qingqing came back to her senses, her vision gradually focused, and she saw Si Ling's delicate face in front of her.

At the same time, he could also see clearly the translucent white flower in front of her that was gradually disappearing.

Yun Qingqing widened her eyes, extremely shocked.

The shape, luster, and even the unique fine texture on the petals of this flower are exactly the same as the flowers blooming on the jade tree that she saw deep in Xiao Changheng's consciousness.

“Where did this come from!”

Yun Qingqing sat up suddenly and stretched out her hand to grab the white jade-like flower. The flower spun gently and fell into her palm as if it had life.

Si Ling lowered his eyes and spoke slowly:

"I don't remember. I only remember that I had to guard it and wait for Master to come and get it. Fortunately, you really came back."

"Wait for me to get it..."

Yun Qingqing stared at the jade flower in her palm for a long time, silent.

She was lost in thought when she suddenly felt the atmosphere around her change. She looked up and saw Si Ling's eyes wide open, her ankle-length hair moving without wind, and her silver-white pupils staring straight into the void.

Yun Qingqing was about to ask when Si Ling's cold voice sounded. The childish voice was full of vicissitudes of life and echoed in the space.

"On the summit of Tianyu, the great calamity is coming again—"

Yun Qingqing's heart tightened, knowing that this was the activation of her power of prophecy, and she immediately focused and waited for her to say the next word.

But Si Ling's breath gradually faded, her long hair fell down, and she returned to normal.

"Master..." The little girl looked straight at her with her silver eyes. Although she couldn't see, they were still fixed on her. She opened her lips softly, "This time, please don't abandon us again..."

Yun Qingqing's gaze lingered on the flower in her palm for a moment, and she sighed slowly.

Everything happened too fast in her previous life, and she didn't have time to make arrangements. This left a huge shadow on her disciples, and made them pay an unknown price one after another...

If she had the time, she would never have let this happen...but there is no point in saying more now.

Yun Qingqing took a deep breath, raised her hand to touch the girl's long hair, and promised softly:

"Don't worry, it won't happen this time."

Si Ling nodded gently:

"Master, please quickly absorb and refine the spiritual power from this flower. I..."

Her expression suddenly froze, and she tilted her head as if sensing something, her face slightly drooping.

"What's wrong? What's the situation outside?" Yun Qingqing asked.

Si Ling is different from Ji Xuanyuan. She anchors herself to the small world in order to survive the long years in a world with exhausted spiritual energy. This small world is her appendage, so she is not trapped here.

Even though she is here, she still has full control over every move of the Tianyi Sect.

Si Ling withdrew his consciousness and his expression returned to normal.

"It's just a few mice that have wandered into the mountains. Master, just focus on your cultivation. I'll be back soon."

After she finished speaking, a silver light flashed under her feet and her figure disappeared on the spot.