Gingerbread clutched the flesh and blood mushroom he had given her, staring stubbornly at Wen Yuzhao.
Waiting for Wen Yuzhao's reply.
After a while.
He smiled silently, "I thought you weren't stupid anymore, but I never expected you to become even stupider."
Wen Yuzhao's laughter grew louder and louder until tears streamed down his face. He raised his right hand to cover his eyes. "I took advantage of Master, I took advantage of Senior Sister, I took advantage of everyone on Immortal Jade Peak. If you let someone like that go back, can the Sword Sect tolerate him?"
He growled out the last sentence.
Gingerbread was stunned.
The image of Wen Yuzhao at Xianyu Peak unconsciously surfaced in her mind.
"Junior sister, what would you like to eat? Your senior brother will make it for you."
"Junior sister, eat the hot chicken noodles while they're still hot."
"Junior Sister has lost a lot of weight since she went out to train. Tell Senior Brother what you want to eat?"
"I embroidered this handkerchief myself, and my junior sister wants to embroider one for you too."
"Master, I will take good care of my junior brothers and sisters."
"It's alright, we can take care of our junior sister for the rest of our lives."
These memories flooded his mind, making Gingerbread even more determined in his decision.
“I know what you’re going to do.” Gingerbread stared intently into Wen Yuzhao’s eyes.
"You want to avenge the Phoenix Cry Kingdom? Fine!"
"You want to rebuild the Phoenix Kingdom? Fine!"
"If you want to kill all those cultivators outside, you can!"
"You can be the Lord of the Eastern Continent, or you can be my second senior brother of Immortal Jade Peak. These two are not mutually exclusive."
Gingerbread's chest heaved violently.
“You took advantage of Master and Senior Sister, but what you’ve done for Immortal Jade Peak over the past few decades is no lie.”
“I don’t care what you’re going to do. I only know that Master told us, and the Sword Sect’s rules also state that the Sword Sect will not abandon any disciple.”
"Senior brother, you haven't been expelled from the sect yet."
Wen Yuzhao: "Junior sister, you are too naive."
Gingerbread ignored her and silently recited the incantation, channeling her spiritual power into her hands to carry Wen Yuzhao on her back.
Then he summoned the spirit sword.
The spirit sword lifted Bai Wushuang up.
Suddenly, the floor of the tomb cracked open, revealing a huge fissure beneath which was a boiling sea of blood.
It turns out that this place is connected to the Bloodthirsty Abyss underground.
Wen Yuzhao was surprised that he couldn't persuade Jiang Bingbing, and sighed helplessly, "Junior Sister, give up. You can't take three people out."
"I can."
The little girl had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and was covered in dirt, but her bright almond-shaped eyes were incredibly determined.
Burning Blade in the sea of consciousness really wanted to help.
But he knows.
This time, Gingerbread only wants to do it all by itself.
Gingerbread has a personality that makes her prone to giving up on anything. She gives up when she's tired or in pain, but she's exceptionally firm in the things she promises to others.
He promised to burn away all traces of the late-stage Foundation Establishment within six months.
She suffered both old and new injuries, with several broken ribs, but she pulled through.
I promised my master, senior sisters, and senior brothers that we would be family for life.
She would never give up, even if it meant her death.
Gingerbread took out an iron hook rope from the storage bag and nailed the iron hook into the edge of the ice coffin.
The rope was wrapped around the ice bed several times.
The other end of the rope was wrapped around the wrist several times.
After quickly finishing these tasks, she picked up Wen Yuzhao again.
"We'll get out faster by taking the secret passage behind the throne," Wen Yuzhao said after coughing.
"Okay!" Gingerbread smiled and said, "Senior brother, do you think we'll be able to get back for the New Year?"
"I want to eat your hot pot."
Wen Yuzhao recalled that before setting off, his junior sister had asked him the same question in front of the Hall of Affairs.
He paused for a moment, then gave the same reply.
"Natural energy."
"Um!"
Gingerbread smiled and closed his eyes while reciting a mantra.
The spirit sword carried Bai Wushuang as they flew ahead.
She resolutely carried Wen Yuzhao on her back and dragged the ice coffin, walking step by step towards the outside of the tomb.
Before Wen Yuzhao fainted, he caught a glimpse of his junior sister's wrist, which had been strangled with shocking bloodstains.
The bloodied and mangled wrist vaguely revealed the white bone.
What he was thinking in the moment before he closed his eyes was...
The master will worry again when he sees his junior sister injured.
Fen Jue wanted to help many times, but he held back, understanding Gingerbread's persistence.
We also respect her decision.
We walked for a very, very long time.
It was so long that I thought I would never get out again.
A beam of light shone in from the front.
She twisted her wrist, trying to regain her focus.
Just a little bit!
Finally, it's out.
Gingerbread looked up at the sun on the horizon and murmured, "I brought my senior brothers and sisters out with me."
After saying that, he collapsed to the ground.
The tomb behind them collapsed completely, and the cultivators inside were buried in a sea of blood.
......
Snow-capped mountain peaks.
Xie Yingnan, clutching his storage bag, flew down the mountain, cursing, "Master is so biased. He won't let my senior sisters and brothers do the errands, but he makes me do them."
"You brat, don't think I can't hear you."
The shouts and curses of the Immortal Lord Qingxue echoed above the mountain peak.
"My God, how did I advance to the Nascent Soul stage and become omnipresent? It's terrifying!"
Xie Yingnan quickly increased the speed of the flying sword.
The summit of Xianyu Peak.
Wen Yuzhao poured a cup of tea for Immortal Qingxue.
"Master, have some tea."
Immortal Lord Qingxue was engrossed in rummaging through his storage bag.
"Yu Zhao, give this bottle of pills to your junior sister in a little while. It's strange, you and A Zheng woke up in just a couple of days, why hasn't that little girl woken up yet?"
"Okay, Master."
Worry rose in Wen Yuzhao's eyes, "It's my fault, I failed to protect my junior sister."
"It's not your fault." Immortal Lord Qingxue waved his hand. "I'm very happy that you've escaped death. Your junior sister's pulse is normal, and it's only a matter of time before she wakes up."
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