Chapter 28: The Beginning (I) She thought of Lu Qingyi’s face, calm as waves…
Chi Wanyin helped her senior sister up from the ground. She trembled and cut her palm to feed her blood, but Song Qingtang, who had lost his heart, had his lips tightly closed and his face pale.
"It's useless. She will die soon without a heart." The shopkeeper, or the owner of this clone, just watched Chi Wanyin doing these things indifferently.
"Xu, An, Zhi." Chi Wanyin's voice sounded as if she was about to bite her teeth to pieces. "I'm going to kill you."
The clone simply smiled indifferently. "It's not the time yet." He intercepted Chi Wanyin's sword with one hand. "I thought you'd be happy. After all, I still remember vividly how you said you hated your senior sister in your last life."
Chi Wanyin wasn't surprised that she also knew about her past life, but the clone loosened his grip. "Alright, I've achieved my goal, so I won't play with you anymore."
The next moment, Chi Wanyin realized that the silk thread had cut into her flesh, and tiny drops of blood kept dripping.
She could only watch Xu Anzhi's clone walk into the rain.
She collapsed onto the blue brick floor of the inn, exhausted. She endured the severe pain in her body. She wanted to find a way to save her senior sister, but she was not a medical practitioner. She just searched her storage bag in confusion until her consciousness scanned the pearl that Fuyao had given her.
Perhaps this is not an ordinary pearl. It is rumored that the tears of mermaids turn into pearls. Although it is not as good as the mermaid pearl in the mermaid's body, it also contains infinite vitality.
Chi Wanyin took out the pearl, held it in her mouth and passed it to Song Qingtang. After swallowing the pearl, the wound on her chest gradually began to heal, but she never woke up.
Chi Wanyin held her like this, continuously supplying her with spiritual energy to stabilize her heart, and flew towards Yantian Sect on his sword.
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Song Qingtang's consciousness was always fuzzy until she opened her eyes. There was only wind and snow all around her, which looked very much like the sword realm of the Passing Water Sword. However, Song Qingtang knew that this was not the place.
The sword spirit sitting on the cliff with its feet crossed curled its lips when it saw her, "You are so miserable! The fact that you see me now means you are about to die. If you beg me, I will show mercy and let you live."
"No." Song Qingtang slowly refused.
The sword spirit with golden pupils glanced at her and asked, "Why?" His tone was full of confusion and puzzlement.
She also looked at the sword spirit, "If I agree to you, you will hurt her. You said it is real, so I can't give this body to you."
The sword spirit's tone was filled with contempt. "You are truly weak. I am so disappointed. Why do you think the Water-Passing Sword chose you? You don't think it's just because of your extraordinary talent, do you?"
She stood up from the cliff, and the wind and snow around her seemed to avoid her actively. "You will understand that accepting me will only bring benefits and no harm." She had already grasped the Sword of Flowing Water in her hand.
"Then come." Song Qingtang had already summoned the sword. She would never back down and let him occupy her body so easily.
The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger, but the confrontation between the two people remained at a stalemate.
After hundreds of moves, both Jian Ling and Song Qingtang were covered in wounds, but neither of them was willing to fall.
"Forget it, let's not fight for now." The sword spirit seemed to have compromised. After all, it was impossible for her to really kill Song Qingtang, the most perfect container she had prepared for herself.
She took back the flowing water in her hand and sat back on the cliff.
Song Qingtang also needed time to heal her injuries, so she chose to close her eyes and meditate.
There seemed to be no specific time here, at least Song Qingtang felt so, she didn't even need to sleep anymore.
She spent most of her time in meditation. Occasionally, when she woke up, she would see the sword spirit looking at her.
In fact, the sword spirit didn't understand why Song Qingtang could endure such loneliness, so when she woke up again, the sword spirit clasped her hands and said, "It seems that your junior sister was seriously injured in order to protect you."
Song Qingtang's eyes dimmed slightly. Her junior sister was injured because of her again, but if she agreed to him, he would definitely hurt her when he woke up. Song Qingtang didn't dare to take the risk.
Seeing that she remained unmoved, the sword spirit lost interest in talking to her and continued to sit on the cliff.
But that voice rang directly from his mind, "You are too conceited. You thought she would definitely agree. Now, because of your conceit, you are in this situation. You are about to lose this bet."
The sword spirit sneered, "She will agree. I know her. She is not a saint who has no desires or demands."
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At Mingluan Terrace, Chi Wanyin fed the medicine in the bowl to Song Qingtang lying on the couch. She was still unconscious.
The mermaid pearl that Fuyao gave her could only heal external injuries. Chi Wanyin knew that there was no beating heart in her chest at this moment.
After she finished feeding the medicine, Ye Tinghe also came, "Elder Ye, Senior Sister..."
Ye Tinghe looked at her and just shook his head. "Although the cultivator's body is strong, Qingtang has lost her most important heart. No matter what, it will be of no use. At this moment, I can only do my best to protect her heart meridian and see if I can find a glimmer of hope."
Chi Wanyin's face turned even paler when she heard this, "How could it be..." Her injuries had not yet healed, and Ye Tinghe saw the fine scars on her palms.
"My friend, did you bleed her again?" Ye Tinghe couldn't help but frown. "I know you want to save Qingtang badly, but bleeding her like this will make you weak. You'd better take good care of your injuries."
Chi Wanyin shook her head when she heard this, "Senior Sister, you are like this because of me. It's all my fault."
"How could it be because of you? It's all because of that demon cultivator disguised as a mortal. She is really too cunning." Ye Tinghe couldn't help but comfort her.
Why did Xu Anzhi want to kill his senior sister? Chi Wanyin had been confused and thinking a lot these past few days, but she still couldn't grasp any clues.
"Thank you for troubling me, Elder Ye." Chi Wanyin thanked Ye Tinghe before leaving.
Ye Tinghe waved her hands. "Alas, it's not a big deal. Qingtang is the beloved disciple of the headmaster, and I watched her grow up."
When Chi Wanyin left, perhaps Ye Tinghe had already sent a message to Liu Qianhe, so she also hurried over, her face full of anxiety. When she saw her, Liu Qianhe couldn't help but say, "Junior Sister Wanyin."
Chi Wanyin barely managed to curl the corners of her lips and called her, "Senior Sister Qianhe."
"How... is Song Qingtang?" Liu Qianhe was feeling uneasy at the moment, but she couldn't show it.
Chi Wanyin's face was completely pale as she managed to say, "Senior Sister has lost her heart. Elder Ye can only do his best to protect her heart meridians and see if we can find a way to save her."
A trace of hatred flashed in Liu Qianhe's eyes when she heard this, "All the demon cultivators deserve to die." Perhaps at this moment, her anger towards the demon cultivators had reached its peak.
Perhaps fearing that his expression just now might have frightened her, Liu Qianhe could only offer comfort, "Your injuries haven't fully healed yet. Just focus on recovering first. We'll work together to figure out a solution for this matter."
Chi Wanyin nodded, said nothing more, and hurriedly left Mingluantai.
She did not return to her own bamboo house, but walked to the library of Yantian Sect. The library was just a two-story building, but it contained countless books recording cultivation and magic tools.
Xu Yunting was holding a few books in his hands. He had never expected to meet Chi Wanyin here. "Senior Sister Wanyin, are you back from the Mortal Realm?"
Chi Wanyin reluctantly said, "Yes, I'll come to the library to take a look."
Although Xu Yunting wasn't particularly perceptive, she naturally noticed Chi Wanyin's unusual behavior. "What happened?"
In the end, she sat on the chair in the library with Xu Yunting and told her the whole story.
After she said that, she actually relaxed a little. Chi Wanyin's mind had been tense for too long, and she came to the library just to find a solution.
Xu Yunting understood and knew that he might not be able to help her at this moment, so he could only comfort her, "You must trust Elder Ye's medical skills. Did you come to the library to find a way to save Senior Sister? I will help you find it!"
Chi Wanyin looked at her energetic appearance and felt that her mood was not as bad as before. "Thank you, Yunting."
Xu Yunting looked surprised. "No need to thank me. Let's look through these medical books first to see if there's anything we can do."
Chi Wanyin nodded, and the two of them began to search the library separately. They looked through all the methods of detoxification and the magical tools that could be used to detoxify, but still found nothing.
Xu Yunting couldn't help but sigh, "It's too difficult."
Chi Wanyin knew that she couldn't let herself get depressed any longer. "It's okay. Let's wait and see."
Unable to find a way to replace the heart, she flipped through all the magic tools in the book until she came to the page about the Tracing Ming Instrument. Chi Wanyin's hand paused. The so-called Tracing Ming Instrument is a magic tool that can stop time and go back in time. However, when using this item to go back in time, the object of the spell needs to have a very deep bond with the other party, and the object of the spell needs to pay an equivalent amount of time in exchange.
Chi Wanyin stroked the mother Gu that was still sleeping in her heart, and thought that perhaps she was the only one who could save her senior sister.
Chi Wanyin looked at the line of small words on the Su Mingyi. This item belonged to the Taichu Sect.
Taichu Sect... She thought of Lu Qingyi's calm face. It seemed that she had to go to Taichu Sect. It just so happened that she also had some things that needed Lu Qingyi's help. Just like when she suddenly received the news of her death in her previous life, what exactly happened in Taichu Sect at that time?
Chi Wanyin closed the book and said to Xu Yunting, "Yunting, I found a way."
Xu Yunting also stopped what he was doing and came over. "Wan Yin, what solution have you found?"
"I'm going to Taichu Sect. There's a magic weapon there that can save my senior sister." Chi Wanyin's tone was full of determination.
Upon hearing this, Xu Yunting said, "In that case, I'll go with you!"
Perhaps fearing that Chi Wanyin would refuse, she hurriedly said, "I'm also almost at the point of completing my foundation building, so I won't be a burden to you."
Chi Wanyin smiled and said, "Well, let's go all the way to Taichu Sect."
Seeing that she didn't reject him, Xu Yunting felt relieved and began to chatter again, "By the way, isn't Taichu Sect very far from our sect? It's a long way to go."
Chi Wanyin explained, "That's not necessary. The various sects have teleportation arrays between them. These arrays can at least send people to the subordinate cities of the sects."
"I see." Xu Yunting suddenly realized, "For the sake of Senior Sister, let's set off now."
Chi Wanyin nodded, and the two of them left the two-story library building and headed straight for the sect's teleportation formation.
There were disciples guarding the teleportation formation, but after Chi Wanyin revealed her identity as an inner sect disciple, the guarding disciples did not stop them and allowed the two to enter the teleportation formation.
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