Chapter 10
Ah, what a good child.
Sheng Ningyu glanced at the young master Yuan, her eyes filled with even more affection.
She has sorted out the relationships.
What was it called again?
Oh, it seems to be, uh, "Yuan Xiao Er"...?
Sheng Ningyu paused for a moment, then skipped over this part.
In short, Yuan Daojun, that old fellow, was short-tempered, barely human, and disobedient, but his son was exceptionally good.
I never expected that Yuan Bushu would get married. I have never met his wife, Xiang Bieyun, but she must be a very tolerant girl to be liked by a friend who is straightforward, pure-hearted and intolerant of any flaws.
She should give a congratulatory gift.
Sheng Ningyu's thoughts wandered for a moment, but when she came back to her senses, the situation had become increasingly tense.
"This is hardly the way the Chu family treats guests." Young Master Yuan's face turned cold, his still chubby face bearing a resemblance to his elder brother Yuan Bushu's sternness. "In that case, I'm afraid I won't keep you company any longer."
"Ha, how laughable! Do you think our Chu family patriarch is lacking in medical practitioners? We only helped you out of pity. Since your Yunwang Palace is so ungrateful, don't blame our Chu family for disregarding our long-standing friendship!"
Jest.
Let's fight! Let's fight!
Sheng Ningyu watched with great interest, and didn't forget to tug at Xie Qianjing's sleeve, whispering in his ear, "You can go first."
Xie Qianjing raised the corners of his mouth and said gently, "Young Master Yuan is indeed young and charming, in the prime of his life. No wonder you wanted to send me away sooner."
Sheng Ningyu: "..."
The term "fellow Daoist" was used in a way that sounded like "Daoist partner."
Is this person still acting out a scene, or is he just being sarcastic again?
Seeing that the Yunwang Palace physicians around her were looking at her strangely, Sheng Ningyu immediately put on a sincere fake smile. Just as she was about to add something, she saw a girl behind Young Master Yuan suddenly stiffen, raise her head sharply, and her eyes turned fierce. Then she rushed straight at Young Master Yuan!
Her face was covered in cracks, like shattered porcelain, and her skin was bluish, giving her a stiff and strange appearance.
The four corpses were exactly the same as the ones she had seen when she had just woken up and was about to leave the Mitian Realm!
"careful!"
Sheng Ningyu immediately shouted. Before anyone could react, she pushed Yuan Gongzi away, spun around to avoid him, grabbed a tree branch from the side of her feet, and used it to block in front of her without hesitation.
Fortunately, the Chu family was already in chaos, so no one bothered to investigate her swordsmanship.
"It's a puppet trap! This little girl is under a puppet trap!"
The puppet barrier truly lived up to its reputation. A wisp of red mist, like an arrow piercing the clouds, did not dissipate even when blocked. Instead, it transformed into eleven extremely fine threads that darted about in the air. For a moment, even Sheng Ningyu found it somewhat troublesome.
Amidst the chaos, Chu Le was the first to react, shouting, "Don't panic! Those with talismans, use them! Those without talismans, use your sword energy to defend!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Chu family retainers seemed to realize what was happening, and then talismans were scattered all over the sky, almost like paper money.
Wow, they're really rich.
It seems that the Chu family of Donghai has become increasingly prosperous in recent years.
Sheng Ningyu sighed inwardly and turned her head: "Are talismans useful for this thing?"
While protecting his junior disciple, Young Master Yuan also managed to feed the female disciple a Tranquilizing Pill, saying in a flustered manner, "Of course it's useful! This is a talisman specially developed by the Chu family of the East Sea to combat the puppet barrier!"
Sheng Ningyu glanced at it a few times, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.
Why do those spiritual patterns on the talisman look so familiar?
Before she could get a closer look, the battle had already ended.
Ultimately, with their superior numbers, even though the puppet barrier was difficult to break, it was mostly dispersed under Chu Le's barrage of talismans.
After destroying the last thread, Chu Le withdrew his hand behind his back, raised his chin arrogantly, and said, "Nothing special."
A reckless youth, untamed by heaven and earth.
Sheng Ningyu seemed to remember something, and smiled to herself.
She didn't notice that Xie Qianjing behind her had been silent for a long time.
Chu Le's retainers and sword cultivators showered him with praise, but when he glanced sideways, he saw that the people from Yunwang Palace had no reaction.
Suddenly feeling bored, Chu Le thought, "What if I douse you with a bucket of cold water?"
He stepped forward with dissatisfaction, standing in front of Young Master Yuan, glancing at Sheng Ningyu out of the corner of his eye: "We saved you, and you didn't even say thank you? Is this the etiquette of your Lingheng Yuan family?"
Sheng Ningyu felt that something was wrong and was pondering it when she suddenly noticed a person behind Chu Le with their head bowed.
Something's not right!
Sheng Ningyu's hands were empty. Her heart sank as she saw the person already rushing towards Chu Le. At this moment, any verbal warnings were useless.
Actually, there are many methods.
The retainers and sword cultivators behind Chu Le, the prisoners on Chu Le's body, and even the young master Yuan beside her wouldn't stand idly by, but she...
She didn't even have a sword.
Sheng Ningyu thought that she didn't need to take action.
The root cause of her predicament may also be related to the Chu family.
In a flash, her mind was crystal clear as she analyzed the benefits, and Sheng Ningyu made her move without hesitation.
If you have no sword in your hand, then use your right hand as a sword!
In an instant, the forest fell silent, the mountains were still, and not even the chirping of insects or birds could be heard.
It was as if time stood still at that moment.
This was once Sheng Ningyu's least favorite move.
What's so good about being quiet?
She loves lively gatherings and beautiful scenery. She always travels around, always accompanied by one or two friends in different places, laughing and joking, drinking and chatting happily. Only then does she feel she has lived a worthwhile life.
But after spending sixty years alone in the coffin, what Sheng Ningyu experienced most was "stillness".
She can't see it.
The darkness was boundless, as if I were living in a prison.
No wind, no rain, no sound, no color, no taste, no moon, no light.
Only I am seen.
Sheng Ningyu condensed all the spiritual power she had accumulated along the way into her fingertips. She slowly raised her hand, her gaze following her right arm down to her right hand.
This was the first time she had looked at her right hand seriously and without any emotion since she woke up.
The scars meandered like mudfish thrashing about, the bloodstains were still deep and unhealed, and the bones in her hand protruded, giving it a rugged and steep appearance, just like her current situation.
The moon sinks into the mud, oblivious to the path ahead.
but.
He can still wield a sword.
Sheng Ningyu suddenly smiled.
He fell to the ground with a thud.
To onlookers, it was nothing more than a silent gust of wind swirling by, and a person collapsed.
Only those who are close at hand can understand some of the intricacies involved.
Chu Le's lips trembled for a long time. Ignoring his retainer who had been hit, he took a few steps forward and asked, "What was that move you just made called? Was it a sword technique?"
The Chu family members behind him hesitated to speak.
Young Master Le, you're practically siding with Yunwang Palace!
Is that ugly thing really that interesting?
"No, I've said it before, I'm Lexiu."
Sheng Ningyu tucked her right hand into her sleeve, raised her left hand, and casually picked up two pear blossoms that had drifted down from the sky and landed in front of Chu Le.
Chu Le only saw those slender fingers holding a flower dangling in front of him, and when he looked in the direction of the fingertips, he only saw a back view.
His previous words seemed to have bounced back, and Chu Le blushed, stammering for a long time.
Just when everyone thought that this hot-tempered young master was about to throw another tantrum, they heard him say in a hesitant, low voice, "Thank you."
Both the Chu family and Yunwang Palace were shocked, feeling utterly astonished.
However, Sheng Ningyu didn't care at all. She walked over to Young Master Yuan, squatted down, and waved the flowers in her hand in front of the crying little girl.
The little girl was not very old, and looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. She had just been possessed by the puppet and was still in a state of fear.
In the world of sword cultivation, except for those old monsters with unique quirks, most people remain in their twenties or thirties, which is their youthful age.
The one in front of me is still a real child.
Looking into those round eyes filled with tears, Sheng Ningyu felt as if she were seeing a frightened and pitiful little animal, and her heart softened even more.
She twirled the flower between her fingers: "Look, this flower fell off when I... when I made my move just now, isn't it pretty?"
The pear blossoms are beautifully shaped. Although one petal is missing, they are still many times more beautiful than the red mist from before.
The little girl's gaze was unconsciously drawn to it; a small hole appeared in her mind, which was filled with red mist, and a faint light seemed to shine in.
She nodded, her voice muffled with tears, "It's beautiful."
Do you like it?
The young girl was taken aback and subconsciously looked at Young Master Yuan. Seeing Young Master Yuan nod slightly, she nodded to Sheng Ningyu and stammered, "I like it, I like it."
"Then I'll give it to you."
Sheng Ningyu placed the pear blossom in the little girl's palm. "Just because you accepted such a beautiful flower from me doesn't mean you can think about what happened earlier. The flower would be angry if it knew it couldn't even compare to that lousy mist."
Hearing Sheng Ningyu describe the terrifying puppet barrier, the little girl first shrank back, then couldn't help but smile through her tears: "Okay! I promise you, sister!"
Seeing her youthful cuteness, Sheng Ningyu couldn't help but smile. She propped herself up on her knees and met Xie Qianjing's quiet gaze. When he saw her look back, he simply smiled and quickly looked away.
Why can't you just say it directly?
Sheng Ningyu was puzzled, but before she could ask, another muffled voice came from behind her.
Chu Le strode up to Sheng Ningyu and held out his hand: "These are my flowers!"
Sheng Ningyu glanced at her sideways: "No."
The more this was the case, the more Chu Le wanted to stop him: "Why!"
Sheng Ningyu stopped and gave him a cool look: "Because I don't know manners."
Those around him couldn't help but laugh. Chu Le clenched his fists, about to say something more, when he heard a voice from the woods behind him.
"You're not returning on time just to get entangled with lowly people in this desolate place?"
The smile on Sheng Ningyu's lips suddenly froze, and her pupils contracted sharply.
You're going to die!
She shifted her body, quickly moved to the back, grabbed Xie Qianjing's arm, bent down slightly, and hid behind the Yunwang Palace disciple.
Xie Qianjing tilted his head, his tone light and without a trace of urgency: "Why is Fellow Daoist Sheng so flustered?"
Sheng Ningyu gritted her teeth, gripped his arm, and squeezed out two words from her throat: "Shut up!"
She would recognize that voice even if it turned to ashes!
Chu Chang'an!
A note from the author:
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This is no ordinary flower! This is the flower that Chu Chang'an has been searching for for sixty years! (Reciting with deep emotion)
This chapter is also known as "A Bloodbath Triggered by a Fallen Flower" (x)
To be honest, I've already saved up 20 chapters, hehehehe! Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll be updating every day at midnight! The rest of the time I'll be revising!
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