Wen Jingge woke up early the next morning. Although she trusted her own blood more than her own people, she was still frightened.
"Liang Si, is your Junior Brother Yuan dead?" Wen Jinge looked at the little dumpling in front of her with a strange expression.
His skin was white and soft, like a delicate sculpture, and his dark eyes were darting around. Wen Jingge was sizing him up, and he was sizing up Wen Jingge as well.
After a long while, a smile appeared on his chubby face, a smile that looked like a lucky baby, which was very comical.
“Is this it?” Liang Si pointed to the little baby.
The child looks to be no more than ten years old, while Yuan Qingling is only three years away from seventy. Moreover, because he took too many pills in his early years, after stopping taking pills, he only has one advantage over the dead in the coffin: he is still alive.
"This is it?"
"Cough cough cough." Wen Jingge squatted down uncomfortably, looking up at the child and also at the sun in the sky.
It has just risen; it is the sun, and it is in the east.
"Little friend, which peak's disciple secretly gave birth to you? Don't be afraid, your sister will stand up for you."
"Master~ I, I am Qingling!" The little boy fiddled with his fingers, his cheeks chubby, and his voice soft and sweet. He scratched his head shyly, "Disciple, yesterday I thought Master didn't want his disciple anymore, it scared me to death."
Wen Jingge took a long, deep breath, drank some tea, and after a while, waved to Liang Si, "Si!"
"Master, I'm here."
"Human trafficking is illegal!"
"..." Liang Si let her pat his shoulder and said gently, "Disciple did not do such a thing."
"Si!" Wen Jingge sighed, "Tell your master, are you afraid that I'll be too heartbroken and sleep for another six months, so you bought me a child to cheer me up? Don't worry, your junior brother Yuan just joined the sect, I don't have any feelings for him yet, so it's okay if he's gone."
"He really is my junior brother. He's the only kid in the illusion; there's no one else here." Liang Si's head was throbbing too!
He had heard of and witnessed the practice of "cleansing the marrow and rejuvenating the meridians."
However, what I have seen is the Marrow Cleansing Pill used by the Medicine Cultivator, which can give those with blocked meridians a new lease on life.
Why is it that after the same marrow cleansing and meridian clearing process, his junior brother went from being an old man of nearly seventy years old to a child who is not even ten years old now?
While others were undergoing marrow cleansing and meridian purification, simply soaking in a medicinal bath, his junior brother—yes, his junior brother—was struck by lightning and ended up like this.
But ironically, who doesn't die when struck by lightning?
Even for these Xuan Masters, if they reach the first rank, they still have to undergo a tribulation of lightning to become immortals! Those who cannot pass it will perish.
But that's where the problem lies!
His junior brother was struck by lightning, but not only did he not die, he also became young again. Who would believe that?
If people believed that, wouldn't the Xuan Yun Sect be thrown into chaos? Wouldn't all those who hadn't reached the sixth rank be scrambling to stick lightning-attracting talismans on themselves? Wouldn't that create utter chaos?
"Master, do you really not like your disciple?" Yuan Qingling's eyes were brimming with tears, feeling very aggrieved. All he did was become younger, so why were people looking at him so strangely? "Master, sob sob..."
"Acting cute is shameful!" Wen Jingge suddenly turned around and picked him up. "Liang Si, do you still have his identity jade token?"
"Yes, I'll go look for it."
Every disciple in the Xuanyun Sect, whether they are the closed disciples of the Seven Peaks, ordinary disciples of the Inner Court, or sweeping disciples of the Outer Mountains, has a jade tablet that looks like a rank tablet, also called a longevity tablet, once they enter the Xuanyun Sect.
Only the jade tablets of the Seven Peaks and the high-ranking elders of the Inner Court are likely to be hung inside the Burning Heaven Sect. As for the disciples' tablets, they are usually kept by their respective masters.
But Wanzhang Peak is different; the jade tablet is under Liang Si's control.
"Take the jade token and go find—"
"Oh, are you having a baby?"
"Hello, Uncle Fan." Yuan Qingling was very well-behaved when he was still an old man, and now that he's a child, he's even more lovable. Wen Jingge tossed him over, and he took the opportunity to hug Fan Zifan. "Uncle, she, she doesn't recognize me anymore."
“Your belly…” Fan Zifan stared at Wen Jingge’s belly. It was flat, and she didn’t look like she had ever given birth.
He had just thought that when he slapped himself.
Isn't that obvious? Who gives birth in just one day?
"Where did this child come from? Did you find him on the mountain?"
"Junior Brother Yuan." Liang Si handed the longevity tablet to Fan Zifan. "Uncle-Master, can you tell if this is Junior Brother Yuan?"
"No?" Fan Zifan was amused and annoyed. Seeing that neither of them seemed to be joking, she quickly threw the talisman on her body to Wen Jingge. "It's a useless talisman given to me by your senior sister Bai. I've been good to you, haven't I!"
He made conversation, but he was also starting to panic. This was too strange; the longevity tablet was still lit, proving that Yuan Qingling was still alive.
"I'll ask you one more time! You're really not kidding me, are you?"
"No." Wen Jingge closed the door and, seeing that the others hadn't arrived yet, said, "Quickly take a look and see if he can be restored. He looks disgusting and makes me want to vomit."
"..." Yuan Qingling: So, will Master's love disappear?
"It's a bit disgusting." Shan Hongxing thought about being hugged tightly and said with deep feeling, "Kids, real kids are the cutest."
"..." Yuan Qingling: This is not what we agreed on!
"Your words are too cloying, they give me goosebumps." Liang Si also shuddered.
"..." Yuan Qingling: Where did my dearest senior brother go?
"Master!" Wang Xi stood by the door, staring wide-eyed at the person inside. "Uncle-Master Fan, is this your child? He looks just like you!"
Yuan Qingling: ...
Fan Zifan: ...
Before everyone could react, Wen Jingge had already covered her face with her hands, and Liang Si followed suit, covering her face as well: This life is truly unbearable.
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