The two groups just stared at each other stiffly.
Xue Lingxiu was applying medicine to Ji Rongxue's ears. Ji Rongxue tilted her head slightly and said, "Don't worry about this."
"What's wrong?" Xue Lingxiu was always easy to talk to when treating patients. "Does it hurt?"
"No." Ji Rongxue said, "Your hands are too cold, they're cold from pinching."
Xue Lingxiu: “…”
There's a huge blood splatter on it, but you didn't complain about pain. My finger just touched the ground a little bit, and it felt cold. What a terrible problem.
He simply ignored it and said, "I won't accept it."
Ji Rongxue didn't say anything. After all, she knew that the free-riding medical practitioner was hard to come by. Look, the two on the opposite side didn't have any, so the third elder had to call for a stretcher.
In the voice transmission array, Yun Xian praised, "Although the young lady doesn't have a mane, her figure is smooth and her muscles are tight, which makes her look much better. That white makes her look fatter, especially with a white background, which makes her look even fatter. I mean, none of them can compare to the young lady."
"What does it mean that your cultivation has improved so quickly?" Qi Xingye's face was not happy. He asked, "You haven't advanced in this period of time."
It was torture for him to watch others fight without being able to join in.
Ji Rongxue replied, "It was not easy to fight when my father was still alive."
It turned out that she had been letting him off the hook before. However, Yun Xian always felt that if she continued like this, Qiu Mo would jump out of his coffin.
It seems the Body Strengthening Sect does have some rules. Anyway, if you're willing to fight and admit defeat, the Third Elder didn't say anything like, "He's your brother! How dare you be so cruel?" Instead, he said with a sullen face, "Xiao Ji, I don't know why you're here, but after all, I watched you grow up. There are some things I'm asking you to stay out of my way for your sake."
The Third Elder's thoughts were actually predictable. To the elders of the Body Tempering Sect and those attending the funeral banquet, it was like a third side had suddenly been thrust into the chessboard. Originally, choosing between Qiu Zhuo and Qiu Dan offered a 50% chance of winning, but now Ji Rongxue had squeezed in. What was going on?
First, she lacks support from higher-ups, and second, her status is not legitimate. She doesn't even have Qiu Mo's last name. Why on earth would she dare to fight for the throne?! It's incomprehensible!
This truly confused the elders. But it was too late to be confused now. To justify sending Ji Rongxue to the Four-Way War, they had even built momentum for her and suppressed the news. Before this, Ji Rongxue had behaved in a mediocre manner. Now, after the Sect Leader's death, only a few days later, her ruthless ambitions were exposed!
"You're not letting me interfere because you're thinking about me?" Ji Rongxue said calmly, "Then Third Elder, are you saying you don't care about my two brothers?"
The Third Elder: "I've made it very clear. This is not a good thing for you."
Ji Rongxue said, "What others want, I also want. What others snatch, I also snatch. Since it's not a good thing, then what does it matter to me?"
Third Elder: “You!!”
"Elder," Xue Lingxiu kindly reminded, "the guy behind you foaming at the mouth, if you don't deal with him, he might have to go to the funeral banquet on crutches. If you want to perform the Golden Rooster Stand, just ignore what I said."
The Third Elder hurriedly turned around, and Qiu Zhuo was still foaming at the mouth: "Damn it... such a heavy hand... how could it be possible... how could you dare..."
It's really horrible.
Although Qiu Dan was also seriously injured, he was still conscious. He struggled to his feet and said, "That assassin has nothing to do with me. Don't try to gain sympathy by using this."
Ji Rongxue avoided the topic and instead suddenly asked, "Do you know anything about the independent cultivator in Xiaoshi Town?"
Qiu Dan frowned: "What casual cultivator?"
"The magic book was given to me by someone from the Body Forging Sect." Ji Rongxue said coldly, "Do you have any clues?"
Qiu Dan: "Magic book? Can you explain it more clearly?"
"..." Ji Rongxue said solemnly, "You haven't even opened the letter I sent back to the Body Refining Sect."
I still don't know anything about the major events concerning the demon.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What magic book, what letter? Are you trying to pin it on us again?!" Qiu Zhuo said angrily, "I told you, don't covet what doesn't belong to you! With your lowly status, I, the Body Refining Sect, have done my best to raise you and your daughter until now!"
"Heh." Qi Zhiye laughed at that. He pulled the corner of his lip and said coldly, "You really deserve the word trash."
With only this little piece of land in his eyes, what's the point of taking the position of Sect Leader? If someone is like Liu Feiran, willing to be a puppet, that would be the best outcome. If someone is a mediocre person with a high opinion of himself like Qiu Zhuo, it would be a disaster for the Body Strengthening Sect.
Qiu Zhuo hated the word "waste" the most in his life. With bloodshot eyes, he said, "Who the hell are you calling a waste—"
Before he could finish his words, Qi Zhiye flashed with a golden light and knocked him to the ground again. He vomited blood and was unable to speak for a while.
This time it was Yun Xian's turn to drop his melon seeds in shock: "Brother Qi, forget it!"
It's fine if these three lions fight among themselves, but if outsiders take action, the significance is completely different! As expected, the third elder was furious, his eyes bulging, and he stood up and shouted, "Shameless child! What are you doing!"
"I see he looks dirty, as if there's something foul going on inside him." Qi Xingye's peach blossom eyes were cold, and his smile wasn't quite sincere. "I'm offering this special prayer for Fellow Daoist Qiu. Don't worry, it's free. Look, aren't you a lot kinder now?"
"Kindness! Can you be a little kinder?!" The Third Elder pointed at Qiu Zhuo angrily and said, "You've already fainted! What kind of monk are you? Are there any monks like you?"
Ji Rongxue said: "Elder, he is indeed a monk. He is a disciple of Master Mingguang, Qi Xingye."
When Mingguang's name came out, the Third Elder choked. With nowhere to vent his anger, he turned to Xue Lingxiu and said, "Who allowed you in? We in the Body Refining Sect are in need of medical practitioners, but we are not short of people with unknown origins!"
Ji Rongxue: "This is the young master of the Miaoshou Sect of the Southern Realm, Xue Lingxiu, the benevolent acupuncturist."
The third elder switched to the offensive again: "Sunflower seed shells are scattered all over the floor! Do you have any manners?! Can anyone be allowed in?!"
Ji Rongxue: "The leader of the four factions, the aloof and cold lone wolf, the lone traveler who disdains to play tricks, the last sword cultivator, the young master of the Sword Pavilion, and the hundredth on the Great Hero List, Yun Xian."
The Third Elder was frustrated by his repeated setbacks and was furious. He pointed at the taciturn Su Chi and said, "Wearing white clothes in this cold weather, what are you trying to do to pretend to be superior to others... Ugh!!"
"I don't know how many times I've said this." Yun Xian said sadly, "Elder, a tiger's eyesight is better than a human's. People would be hurt by my senior brother's handsomeness, but you might be blinded by his handsomeness!"
Su Chi: “…”
If he is really so good-looking, then why did Yun Xian go to see the wild cultivators on the roadside last time?
The third elder closed his eyes and took a moment to relax before breathing.
Qiu Zhuo behind him was almost bleeding out.
Yun Xian wasn't saying that the expanse of the Bodybuilding Gate wasn't a good place. It was all icy, making it easy for people to slip and their voices to be drowned out. If this were to happen in Jiange, after just a few blows, the people trying to stop the fight would be standing in a row.
Xue Lingxiu's occupational disease was acting up, and it was really painful to watch. He said, "Elder, please freeze his wound with ice first, and then take him to the clinic."
If this goes on any longer, even if he's healthy, he'll become ill. Qiu Zhuo's IQ isn't high to begin with, and if he gets a cold and a fever, the Sword Sect's leader will be a puppet, and the Body Strengthening Sect will become a mentally retarded leader. It sounds really embarrassing.
"Hmph!" The Third Elder stood up, brushing off his sleeves, not wanting to argue with these little brats any more. His spirit element was ice, and when he attacked, a fierce wind howled, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed!
Yun Xian had never seen such a rough martial art before, and said curiously, "Big Brother, I want to learn this!"
The Third Elder closed his eyes, then opened them again. A huge, radiant piece of ice instantly enveloped Qiu Zhuo's wound. He shouted in a deep voice, "Great Ice-Shard Technique!"
Su Chi: "Do you still want to learn?"
Yun Xian: "...Forget it. Qingyan's score is pretty good."
The wind howled as the Third Elder left with two people. Before leaving, he said something harsh: "Xiao Ji, take care of yourself!"
Ji Rongxue didn't watch them leave, but looked at the sky and said coldly: "You guys, take care of yourselves."
Qiao Lingshan, who was standing by, couldn't help but shudder.
—
It was getting late. Ji Rongxue was injured in the afternoon, but he led everyone through the Body Strengthening Gate as if nothing had happened, sorting out where they could go and where they could go secretly, and finally brought them to the rest area.
Xue Lingxiu had never seen a sect build such a poorly designed house. It looked like a prison, minus the iron bars. But this seemed like the ultimate honor, since Ji Rongxue's usual residence within the sect wasn't even as good as this.
"Over the next ten days, many people from the Jianghu will arrive one after another," Ji Rongxue said. "Almost all of them will have their own stances. Then we'll be able to see who they support."
Aside from completely neutral sects like Buddhism, the other sects all had their own standards. The selection of personnel was also very particular. The conversations were filled with flashes of swords, spears, and clubs, which was very tiring.
"The Body-Building Sect's funeral banquet has a special custom. Guests are required to present gifts. After presenting 9981 items, they are then thrown into the tomb to exchange for the Sect Leader's Seal from the previous Sect Leader." Ji Rongxue said calmly, "Then, it will be time for the competition."
"Whoever obtains the Sect Leader Seal will be the Sect Leader?" Yun Xian asked, "What if an outsider obtains it?"
"It was possible in the past. But since who knows when, the Sect Leader's Seal has only been passed down to those who share the same bloodline or practice the same technique." Ji Rongxue said, "The elders will not allow the Sect Leader's Seal to fall into the hands of outsiders."
Yun Xian: "I understand."
"Go to bed early." Ji Rongxue turned around and said, "See you tomorrow morning."
It was still snowing outside, and the darkness was complete. Ji Rongxue immersed herself in the raging snow, neither drawing her pearl to illuminate herself nor summoning her spiritual energy to block it. She let the wind and snow pierce her body like knives. Amidst the pain, her mind became clearer.
She did not return to her long-missed residence, but changed her steps and walked towards the small building on the right.
Ji Rongxue's biological mother, where Ji Shang lived.
There were no lights on in the small building, and it was quiet and dark, but she knew that her mother must be there.
Because mother won't go anywhere else except there.
She pushed the door open, and the wind and snow rushed into the house through the gap.
There's no one on the first floor.
The wooden stairs creaked as Ji Rongxue climbed to the second floor. In the dim candlelight, Ji Shang was facing her, smiling gently.
"Xiaoxue, you're back?" Ji Shang said affectionately, "I've been waiting for you."
Ji Rongxue's various negative emotions surged up like a tide. She suppressed them forcefully and said, "What did you do?"
"What did I do? I didn't do anything." Ji Shang's beautiful face, without any trace of age, was stunned. She looked at the cold dishes on the other side. "I was just waiting for my good husband and daughter to come back for dinner, just like every day."
In silence, Ji Rongxue asked, "Did you kill him?"
It was a shocking question, without any beginning or end, but Ji Shang still smiled.
Ji Rongxue's patience was useless in front of her: "Are you really... crazy?"
Ji Shang pretended not to hear anything, turned around leisurely, continued to clear the dishes, and hummed a little song: "If I can be a pair of mandarin ducks, I won't refuse to die. I only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals..."
In the heavy snow and wind, Ji Rongxue walked away with a flick of her sleeves.
She didn't know that if Yun Xian was here, the magic stone would probably become extremely hot and burn the moment it approached the small building.
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