Chapter 1089 Angered Wuyou
After applying the medicine, Zhao Congxue remembered that she still had a pot of priceless divine spring water.
Back then, my senior brother was so seriously ill that he almost lost his life, but he was cured. Xie Zheng's illness shouldn't be such a big problem, right?
She quickly retrieved the pot of divine spring water from her storage ring.
“No rush,” Xie Zheng pressed her wrist and shook his head slightly. “Master said that we can only use this water when he comes back.”
"So your condition requires very important medicinal herbs?"
Xie Zheng nodded. "Master has already taken Daoist Feng Lei and his disciples to various places to search for medicinal herbs. If they can't find them, they will have to come back and apologize to me."
Song Chunxue held his hand and sighed softly.
"Fortunately, you now have a very powerful master."
Xie Zheng's ears turned red. "Mm."
His gaze fell on their clasped hands.
Song Chunxue felt a pang of sadness, so the only thing that made him happy about his ordeal was that he forgot about their way of getting along and his heart started racing again.
This can be considered a form of compensation.
How could she possibly deprive him of this one and only benefit?
"Go to sleep. Rest if you're tired. I'll stay with you." She arranged the pillow. "Lie down. I can tell you want to sleep just by looking at your eyes."
"Isn't this inappropriate?" he said, but he sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes and socks.
"There's nothing wrong, go to sleep." She pulled the thin blanket over him and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding his hand.
Xie Zheng hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
"or……"
He couldn't bring himself to say the rest.
Song Chunxue didn't expose her, saying, "Sleep soundly."
Xie Zheng closed his eyes with a smile, his palm enveloping her hand.
*
After Xie Zheng fell asleep, she went out of the room and instructed several disciples to take turns guarding Xie Zheng.
"Master, don't worry, we will definitely take good care of Lord Xie. But where are you going?" Changfeng saw her determination. "Are you going to settle scores with that Taoist priest?"
Song Chunxue shook her head slightly; she wanted to see her master as soon as possible.
Although she knew that Master Han had his reasons for having them travel slowly to Mount Kongtong by carriage, she couldn't wait any longer.
She needed to see her master as soon as possible.
"I'm going out to buy some food and two soft clothes for him. He can't keep his wound covered up; the clothes should be made of good quality material." Song Chunxue patted Changyun's shoulder. "You two must take good care of Lord Xie and wait for me to come back."
"Yes, Master, don't worry." Changyun has grown into a steady and mature man, and his figure is taller and thinner than before, looking much more robust than Changfeng.
Song Chunxue felt closer to these two apprentices than to her own sons, and she trusted them more and more.
As she walked out of the city gate, Zhang Chengxuan appeared before her.
Where are you going?
"Just taking a stroll."
Zhang Chengxuan revealed a faint smile, as if he could see through her thoughts.
"I won't stop you from finding your master, but do you know where to look for him?"
As expected, she couldn't hide it from her senior brother.
“Wuyou, take me there. This golden spoon will lead me to him,” Song Chunxue said solemnly. “I want to see my master as soon as possible and ask him for help.”
“Master has already come. Here,” he handed her a yellow brocade pouch. “Master already knows the whole story. He went to the famous mountain to dig for medicinal herbs. Knowing that you were anxious, he sent you a bottle of pills and some talismans.”
Zhang Chengxuan looked at the bag and instructed Song Chunxue on how to use it.
"Master said he never consults the oracle lightly, but he specially consulted it for you. It is an auspicious divination. Just wait patiently and don't rush to seek treatment indiscriminately."
Song Chunxue held the bag, knowing that her master was trying to comfort her. If this matter hadn't been so complicated, he wouldn't have gotten there before her.
But her master was right; she couldn't do much to help except wait.
"No, go back quickly!"
Zhang Chengxuan suddenly frowned, turned around and ran towards the inn.
Song Chunxue followed closely behind and quickly returned to the inn.
The square table and benches on the first floor of the inn had fallen to the ground. Four disciples, holding long swords, stood in a staggered formation, staring at the uninvited guests. Wuji was upstairs guarding Xie Zheng's room.
As soon as Zhang Chengxuan entered, he spoke up, "Prince Xuan?"
"King Xuan?" Upon hearing this title, the man laughed heartily.
"King Xuan is dead, and I am now a devout Taoist priest. I heard that Lord Xie was in trouble, so I came to visit him. I didn't expect that you juniors would not welcome me."
"You're talking nonsense! Just now you had someone climb into Lord Xie's room, intending to do something bad to him. I think you, this hypocrite, no matter what skin you wear, can't hide your beastly soul."
Ye Bai, who was usually mild-mannered, suddenly pointed at King Xuan and cursed him, standing at the front and glaring at the former King Xuan.
It seems they are old acquaintances.
Song Chunxue and Zhang Chengxuan stepped across the threshold.
"You should go to another inn, Your Excellency. Lord Xie is unwell and does not wish to see outsiders." Song Chunxue gripped the Wuyou Sword and coldly looked at the man in front of her who had a half-smile.
King Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Good nephew, how can you be so disrespectful to your uncle? I didn't expect you to associate with this group of people. Do you know what your relatives and family are saying about you?"
His gaze swept over the Worry-Free Sword. "I meant well, yet you won't even invite me in for a cup of tea?"
"Zhu Qian, stop spouting these high-sounding words to scare the child. If you've truly come to visit Xie Zheng, I'll take your surname," Zhang Chengxuan said bluntly. "You've done countless evil deeds. You once controlled Song Che, the leader of the evil cultivators. Now, the path you cultivate is utterly devoid of conscience. What do you want to do by seeing Xie Zheng?"
King Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "My name is Xiao He, and Zhu Qian is already dead."
"But you are Zhu Qian, a notorious criminal escorted to the capital, who had someone switch places with him halfway through the journey and escaped death. Don't think you can get away with it by changing your name."
Ye Bai stared intently at him, his eyes filled with hatred. "You killed my brother and my father, and you still have the nerve to call me your nephew? I'd rather you were really dead."
"Junior brother, go upstairs and keep watch over Xie Zheng." Zhang Chengxuan took out his Cangyun sword, "to prevent them from attacking us from the shadows."
Song Chunxue immediately went upstairs. She knew that her senior brother's Cangyun Sword was no less powerful than Wuyou's.
“I know you are looking for the Resurrection Grass,” King Xuan laughed. “As long as you give me the Worry-Free Sword, the Resurrection Grass will be yours.”
Zhang Chengxuan coldly refused, "We have the resurrection herb, so there's no need for you, Prince Xuan, to spend money on it."
"Whoosh!"
"Swish swish~"
"You stinking thing that looks like a toad, you want to trade me for herbs? If you're blind, you can feed ants; if you're not smart enough, you can feed pigs. I'm a divine sword, you think? You want to trade me for a few resurrection herbs?"
"You piece of trash who can't find his asshole, I hope you die in the outhouse next time you poop. Your heart is blacker than your father's nose hair. What right do you have to joke about a sword immortal? Don't you even take a piss and look in the mirror? Do you even deserve a sword immortal like me?"
Wuyou pointed at King Xuan and started cursing, thankfully he didn't spit.
"A lump of rotten flesh blinded by greed, you dare to covet this immortal? How dare you! I'd be disgusted even if you were used as fertilizer, let alone covet me?"
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