Chapter 125: The only way to delay the bad news is to use more life-extending pills...
This is what they are most concerned about now.
For Mu Fuyun, her bones were too fragile. Even if she could temporarily withstand the advanced thunder tribulation, she would always be at risk of poor circulation of qi and the possibility of her veins bursting and dying in the future.
In addition, they had to provide blood for Mu Fuyue. As time went by, they became more and more confused about what to do.
Song Xinghe stood about ten feet away from Chu Ye. His eyes swept across her fingertips that were hanging by her side and exposed outside her sleeves, where there was a trace of dried blood. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and hurriedly turned his eyes away.
Chu Ye endured the complex emotions and looked straight into her eyes, trying to find any emotion other than calmness and indifference.
Mu Fuyun didn't try to avoid them. He stood on the high steps, looking at their faces, weak and exhausted from their injuries, and said softly, "This is my business. It has nothing to do with you."
After saying that, she walked down the stairs and was about to pass by them.
Song Xinghe was anxious and instinctively reached out to grab her sleeve to stop her from leaving: "You——"
As soon as he finished speaking, he met her cold gaze. He realized what he had done and quickly let go, saying helplessly, "I, I just wanted to do my best to help you..."
Mu Fuyun stroked his sleeves, his expression expressionless. "Don't expect me to thank you."
When she was in the Western Extreme, she was not struck to death by the thunderbolt because of the help of the two of them and Cang Yan.
But all this was caused by these three people who failed to distinguish right from wrong and helped the evil. She didn't need to be grateful for their repentance at this moment.
"We didn't mean that," Chu Ye said. "We just wanted to know your situation so that we can be prepared. If that day really comes, perhaps we can still find a way to resist for you..."
"What else can I think of?" Mu Fuyun raised his chin and looked at him with a half-smile. "Do you also want to find a suitable body for my soul like Mu Fuyue did?"
Chu Ye was speechless, unwilling to admit that he did have such thoughts.
Mu Fuyun sneered and shook his head: "Not to mention that I have no other relatives in this world. Even if I did, I would not do such a heinous thing."
"Then what do you want from us?" Song Xinghe blurted out, "Just watch you die? I can't do that!"
Mu Fuyun shook his head: "Karma is a cycle. You sowed the seeds that day, and you will reap the fruits of your labor today. If you continue to do unorthodox things because you can't accept the mistakes you made, then it would be better not to repent."
The two were speechless for a moment and could not say anything to refute.
She was right. They had always been unable to accept their own mistakes. When others made mistakes, they could blame them, hate them, and punish them. But when it happened to them, what should they do?
After a long moment, Chu Ye lowered his head, clenched his fists, and said in a hoarse voice, as if he had made up his mind, "Don't worry, I will never do anything to hurt others again."
Mu Fuyun pursed his lips and remained silent. Educating disciples was a teacher's duty.
Thinking of this, Qi Yuanbai's face, flushed red with anger, suddenly flashed through her mind. She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Master...how is your injury?"
Chu Ye and Song Xinghe are both Qi Yuanbai's direct disciples. They are gifted and highly valued. They are always by his side and must know more than others.
Chu Ye probably didn't expect her to suddenly ask about Qi Yuanbai's situation. He was stunned and didn't have time to answer. Instead, Song Xinghe asked without thinking.
"The headmaster was severely injured once before. Even though he was rescued in time and did not participate much when he went to the Western Extreme, I think the situation is still not good."
"How could this be?"
"The headmaster has always had a serious illness. In the past few years, it has often flared up. It was already difficult for him, and this time he was severely injured. Although he still looks able to move freely, he is suffering from it inside. He is no longer as strong as other masters of the same level."
"He has always been seriously ill..." Mu Fuyun seemed to be thinking about something, "I have never heard of it. I think it is a pity for the master of such status and position."
As the head of Tianyan, Qi Yuanbai had always been criticized by outsiders because his cultivation level was not as good as Xie Hanyi's. They all said that he got the position of head because of his identity as the biological son of the previous head.
After gaining the position, if he devoted himself to cultivation, he still had a chance to surpass others and silence them. However, he had sustained an old injury, making advancement increasingly difficult. From now on, he was afraid that he would not be able to break through.
It was rare for Mu Fuyun to ask questions on her own initiative, and Song Xinghe felt relieved. Although he was a little surprised why she suddenly asked about the head master, he told her everything he knew without hesitation.
"Master advanced three years ago and was affected by the fluctuations in his spiritual veins. He almost went astray and became possessed. This is the root cause of his illness. Apart from me and my senior brother, no one else knew about it."
Chu Ye, who had been silent the entire time, didn't know if he had thought of something before he continued, "Although Master never said much, I think he must have regrets in his heart. Even his temperament has changed since then."
Tianyan is one of the three major sects in the world. Qi Yuanbai, the leader, has an extraordinary status. Others rarely have the opportunity to get close to him. Even the elders from other peaks only come into contact with him during meetings, so not many people have noticed his changes.
And he was the eldest disciple under Qi Yuanbai, usually the most respected, and always by his side, so he had the opportunity to notice him.
Mu Fuyun paused and asked again, "How did it change?"
Chu Ye shook his head and frowned, "I can't really explain it. Master used to be kind and tolerant, but since three years ago, he's become moody at times. Although he always calms down quickly, I've never seen Master like this before."
After he reminded him like this, Song Xinghe also reacted and nodded in response: "Yes, there were indeed a few times when Master seemed to become a little stricter than before."
He suddenly remembered that when Mu Fuyun first entered the outer sect, Qi Yuanbai had criticized her because of Mu Fuyue. Fearing that she would harbor resentment, he quickly explained, "Although the headmaster may appear harsh at times, he actually has high hopes for his disciples. He hopes that every disciple of Tianyan will become a successful one. On a daily basis, he always abides by the sect's rules and has never treated anyone unfairly."
"Just a casual question." Mu Fuyu did not comment. She always felt that something was wrong, but she was not very familiar with Tianyan's past, so she couldn't figure it out for a while.
Chu Ye observed her expression carefully, and was about to say something hesitantly, but before he could open his mouth, the little Taoist boy Yunsheng came running up to him on the mountain path. His little round face was flushed, and he was panting while pointing in the direction of the main hall. He gestured in the air with his hands, and finally rolled his eyes and pretended to faint.
"Master has fainted?!" Chu Ye took three or two steps forward, grabbed his sleeve, and asked nervously.
Yun Sheng coughed muffledly, and before he could nod, Song Xinghe's jade token lit up on the other side.
"A message from Elder Qin of Taiqing Peak: Our Master has lost consciousness again for unknown reasons. We two brothers are being summoned to the main hall immediately!"
As a result, the two of them didn't care about anything else. After bowing apologetically to Mu Fuyun, they hurried to the main hall of Guizang Palace.
Tianyan had its own system of communication between the upper and lower levels. In just a moment, the news had spread. All the disciples from various peaks who were not injured and recuperating put down their work and went to Fu Ri Peak, gathering outside Guizang Hall to show their concern for Qi Yuanbai's situation.
Chu Ye and Song Xinghe arrived earlier because they were already at Fu Ri Peak. They were also Qi Yuanbai's direct disciples, so they were able to enter the hall quickly.
The room was quiet. Apart from two Taoist boys guarding the door, there was only Elder Qin, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, giving Qi Yuanbai luck who was unconscious.
From a distance, one could only see Qi Yuanbai with his head lowered, looking completely powerless. If it weren't for Elder Qin using his spiritual power as a barrier, he would have fallen straight down.
Only when I got closer could I see that his lips were tightly closed, a little purple from being pursed, with a faint white around the corners of his mouth. Although his head was lowered, his whole body did not appear soft, but rather strangely stiff.
“Master!”
Chu Ye and Song Xinghe were both shocked when they saw this, and subconsciously rushed forward to check on Qi Yuanbai's condition, but were blocked by Elder Qin's spiritual power.
"Don't move!" He frowned and shouted in a low voice, "I'm just looking for the master's luck. The situation is not good for you, so don't move!"
"Then, what should we do?" Song Xinghe was extremely anxious when he heard this. "Have you asked a doctor to come and see us? There are so many precious treasures and artifacts in the sect. Isn't there anything we can use?"
Elder Qin didn't answer immediately. Instead, he slowly withdrew his hand and personally helped Qi Yuanbai lie flat on the couch. Then he shook his head solemnly, "Medical practitioners are primarily focused on healing external injuries. Besides, the medical practitioners came to see us earlier and said that our injuries were internal and had been delayed for a long time. Further medical treatment would be of no use."
At this point, his voice became even lower: "At this moment, the only way to prolong the life is to use more life-extending pills to prolong the life for a while."
Chu Ye was older and was usually more valued by Qi Yuanbai. He knew more about his old injuries and vaguely understood that such injuries could happen if one was not careful. In addition, he had indeed heard the medical practitioner talk about it when he woke up earlier. Therefore, although he was sad, he was still able to control most of his emotions.
Song Xinghe, who was standing beside him, fell to his knees, supporting himself with his hands, his shoulders shaking and sobbing.
Elder Qin looked at him coldly and said sternly, "Shut up! This is not the time for you to be sad! As the direct disciple of the headmaster, you should show some responsibility!"
Tianyan is one of the three major sects. The possibility that the leader will die is a major event that shocks everyone. The most urgent task is to stabilize the situation before anything happens.
Although Song Xinghe was usually impulsive, he knew his limits. He took a deep breath, kowtowed heavily in Qi Yuanbai's direction, then stood up and nodded, saying, "Disciple, I understand."
Seeing this, Elder Qin snorted coldly and stopped questioning him. He simply pointed to the cushions on either side of Qi Yuanbai's couch and ordered, "I have secretly sent a message to the elders of the other peaks. They will arrive soon to discuss this matter. You two, stay by the side of the head brother."
The two immediately accepted the order.
Soon, as he said, the elders from other peaks heard the news and rushed to Guizang Hall.
For a moment, in the main hall, all the elders took their seats according to their seating arrangements, just as they did when they gathered to discuss matters in the past - the couch belonging to Xie Hanyi was also left empty without exception.
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