Now look what's happened. Not only did he cause Senior Brother Li to be crippled, but he also lost face with King Yama. If he dies and falls into the hands of King Yama and his ilk, he's finished.
Even if he manages to survive, he has caused so much harm to his fellow disciples, they will certainly not let him off easily.
He now wishes he could go back half an hour and beat up whoever did it back then. He couldn't beat them because he was simply outmatched! What kind of revenge was he trying to get?
If there were a way to undo mistakes, he would buy a dozen, even if it meant going bankrupt!
But there's no going back now.
The two Xuan Masters quickly pulled their fellow disciples up from the ground and urged them, "Get up quickly, all of you, go and repair the wall!"
The people who had just woken up were all bewildered when they heard this.
One of the more nearby cultivators looked at the blood on his hands and muttered to himself with a puzzled expression, "Why am I covered in so much blood?"
Then, upon hearing that they were going to repair a wall, he immediately asked, "Repair a wall? What wall? We didn't come here to..."
However, before he could finish speaking, someone quick-witted and agile next to him covered his mouth. The person covering his mouth nervously glanced in the direction where Meng Po and the others had left, afraid that they would hear him.
Only when they saw that Meng Po and the others had walked several meters away and must not have heard them did the person who covered their mouth breathe a sigh of relief.
He lowered his voice and warned, "Don't mention that again. Just obediently follow along and repair the wall. Don't say another word."
The man wanted to ask more questions, but after being glared at fiercely, he quickly changed the subject, pointing in surprise at the forehead of the person covering their mouth and saying, "Huh? What happened to your forehead? How did it get like that?"
The person covering his mouth quickly waved his hand to signal him to shut up, and warned him in a serious tone: "Don't ask so many questions. Just remember one thing: they are not people we can afford to offend. Otherwise, no one can protect you."
Upon hearing this, he was even more puzzled. What exactly had just happened? Why had his senior brother suddenly become so frightened?
Wait, weren't they just attacking that woman?
What about the woman?
As soon as he looked up, he saw a man with an imposing aura staring at him from diagonally opposite him as if he were a dead man.
It made him shiver involuntarily.
He was about to ask his senior brother who this person was when he saw his senior brother already pulling his fellow disciple away.
Remembering what his senior brother had just said—that those people were not people they could afford to offend—he immediately stopped talking and buried his head in trying to pull the other fellow disciples away.
The others were also helped up, looking bewildered, and followed along.
They arrived full of vigor, but now the fellow disciples were supporting one another, looking quite disheveled.
When Qin Yunie returned home, looking at the empty courtyard and walls, as well as the traces of the recent bombing, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's really good to have high combat power."
If she were as powerful as Meng Po today, how could she be in such a passive position?
She had been practicing the martial arts manual that the King of Hell had given her every day, but since it hadn't been long, the only thing she could feel now was that her energy was significantly more abundant than usual, but she was also getting hungry more easily, and her lower abdomen felt warm, as if there was something there all the time.
The old woman frowned as she looked at the mess on the ground. Her beautiful face darkened, and she turned to the group of Xuan Masters behind her and shouted, "Stop dawdling and hurry up! No matter what method you use, I want to see this wall repaired tonight."
Just as Qin Yunie was thinking that it might be a bit impossible to repair the wall in one night, she saw the Xuan Masters using all sorts of martial arts. Some used their spiritual power to fold small and exquisite paper figures, while others used their spiritual power to transform into various shapes of spirit beasts. Still others were responsible for going out to purchase the necessary items. No one was idle.
Seeing that they were quite sensible, Meng Po withdrew her gaze with satisfaction. She then clung limply to Qin Yune as if boneless. "Little Yune, I'm hungry. I want to eat the delicious food you make."
Qin Yunie smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll do it right away."
She was about to go to the kitchen when she suddenly seemed to remember something and subconsciously turned to ask Yan Wenjing, "King Yama, what would you like to eat?"
But she found no one behind her; Yan Wenjing was nowhere to be seen. She was slightly taken aback and asked in confusion, "Where is King Yama?"
Meng Po replied casually, "She's probably busy."
Qin Yunie nodded. "Oh."
He didn't say anything more and went straight to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a faint smell of blood wafted out, and Qin Yune was startled to see Xiaobai lying on the ground covered in blood.
She panicked and cried out in a fluster, "Xiaobai!"
Hearing Qin Yune's scream, Meng Po quickly came to her side. Seeing Xiao Bai lying on the ground, her gaze fell on the bloodstains on the door. She frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "It must have known you were in danger and wanted to come out to save you. It was so eager to come out that it smashed the door like this. It's quite the protective master."
When Meng Po saw Qin Yune reach out to hug it, she quickly said, "It's fine, don't worry. It probably just knocked itself unconscious. Put this on its wound, and it'll be lively again soon."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yune quickly reached out and took the medicine bottle, carefully applied it to Xiaobai, and then gently carried it back to its little nest. After carefully observing its breathing and condition and confirming that everything was normal, she got up and went to the kitchen with peace of mind.
While cooking, Qin Yune also prepared a portion for the King of Hell. If it weren't for the King of Hell tonight, she might really be out of a job. She specially made a few more complicated dishes than usual.
She had been running around all day and was hungry.
Qin Yunie carried the dishes out, and Meng Po's beautiful eyes lit up when she smelled the aroma of the food. "So lavish today?"
She smiled and said, "Yes, I made this especially to thank you."
Upon hearing this, Meng Po remained silent for a moment before pursing her lips and saying, "Today's incident was caused by me. All your losses are my responsibility. If I had eliminated the root of the problem last time, none of this would have happened."
Qin Yune frowned and looked at Meng Po seriously, saying, "Sister Meng, if what you say is true, then the source is me. If I hadn't asked you to take me to the Ghost Market, none of this would have happened. Moreover, it was because I saved him that I offended him and was retaliated against."
Meng Po was about to say something when Qin Yune continued, "If everyone could know what was going to happen, wouldn't everyone be a divination god? If you insist on arguing with me about this, then I'll have to settle accounts with you for all the things you gave me before."
Upon hearing this, Meng Po was momentarily speechless, then chuckled and said, "I can't argue with you."
Qin Yunie chuckled, "That's because I'm in the right, which is why you can't argue with me."
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