Chapter 50 50 The Stubborn One "The person has passed away, please accept my condolences...

The first year of the spiritual recovery, May 6, 7:58, Jinwuyuan·Master Bedroom.

Bai Xian was carrying breakfast and looking at the person in bed who had just recovered from the fever with a stern face, tidying up his clothes with trembling hands.

Ning Changkong knew he was watching, but he still dressed properly.

The high fever subsided yesterday, and the internal injuries had long been stabilized by Qing Geng's series of rejuvenation techniques. All that was left was to stay in bed and recuperate, replenishing my energy and blood.

Obviously he didn't expect this body to recover, and staying in bed was just a waste of time.

Ning Changkong managed to change his trousers in a half-sitting position, glanced at Bai Xian's stinky face with the corner of his eye, and deliberately supported himself on the bed and was about to stand up.

Bai Xian really strode forward and pushed him back into the quilt: "Eat breakfast first and then get up. Rest first."

Sitting back on the bed obediently, Ning Changkong took the bowl of porridge and swallowed the porridge sprinkled with meat floss with some effort. Knowing that there would be a tough battle to fight today, he was ready to try to stuff more food into his stomach.

Bai Xian was quick to take the bowl away, putting an end to the eating process that was about to turn into self-abuse: "I can only eat this much. If I eat more, I will feel uncomfortable."

Ning Changkong wiped his mouth gracefully, cleared his throat, and looked up at him lazily: "Just say whatever you want to say."

Bai Xian gritted his teeth and said, "You should continue to lie down instead of getting up and holding a labor meeting!"

The half-closed red eyes suddenly widened, revealing a rare look of surprise: "That's all?"

"There are still many more!" Bai Xian said unhappily, "Just gather your strength first, and I'll call you when it's time to go out."

Before he walked out with his bowl and chopsticks, Bai Xian couldn't ignore the gazes from behind him, and whispered, "Don't waste your energy yet. I'll ask you something else when you feel better."

"...He said at the time that he had chosen me," Ning Changkong wondered in his mind, "Is he so devoted? Even if the evidence was stuffed right in front of his nose, he would still turn a blind eye and not believe it?"

"It seems that he has really returned to his original intention." Chu Qingge analyzed, "Bai Xian still has a sincere heart left over from the mythical era, and you... probably act like a good person with ambitions."

"It's okay to be ambitious, but forget about being a good person." Ning Changkong laughed softly, "Forget it, I'd better worry about Yue Jingting first."

The first year of the spiritual recovery, May 6th, 11:47, the headquarters of the Alien Bureau.

The meeting went smoothly. Ning Changkong rubbed his swollen temples. The Alien Bureau has begun a thorough search of the people related to the Tianyan Training School. Indeed, many students have been brainwashed by Li Bo. The most extreme case is the fierce ghost mother and son that Su Yunyao and Yan Xiaoling saw.

According to the re-investigation of the scene by the Alien Bureau, it was initially determined that the child, who completely believed that the nature of spiritual practitioners and ordinary people was different, had an argument with his mother. The mother believed that her child was possessed by a ghost and did not allow the child to go to the spiritual school anymore. She wanted to exorcise the ghost for the child according to what was said on the Internet.

The child, who was eager to achieve enlightenment, angrily believed that his mother, an ordinary person, was stubborn and unyielding. After accidentally killing his mother, he chose to commit suicide due to the ideological conflict between "killing an ordinary person does not count as murder" and "I killed my only relative."

Finally, under the influence of the incomplete talisman drawn by the mother, both mother and son were transformed into fierce ghosts and were imprisoned in the room where the two had argued until Yan Xiaoling and Su Yunyao broke in.

A sad story, but with this intelligence, they were able to intervene and prevent more tragedy before it happened.

As for the spoils of war that were seized from the Tianyan Training School, Ning Changkong at least managed to preserve Li Bo's research results despite being seriously injured, and he successfully obtained the ownership of a considerable portion of the spoils from the demon clan.

But after all, this is human territory, and it is too easy for the shameless Chi Zhaoming to do something. According to Chu Qingge's report, the Alien Affairs Bureau has taken advantage of Ning Changkong's recovery to intensively study the spiritual weapons left by Li Bo.

Ning Changkong didn't want to see the two races suspicious of each other, and the final boss was likely to be fought among humans. In the end, he still did Chi Zhaoming a favor and finalized the policy of joint research between the two races.

They were researching spiritual weapons together, Ning Changkong thought absentmindedly. He hoped that the old monsters in Juying Pavilion would take into consideration that he had snatched a lot of spoils from the tiger's mouth and not scold him as a traitor to the monster clan and criticize him harshly.

He now looked like he had a headache after listening to other people talking for a long time, and he really didn't have the energy to argue anymore.

"Mingqi-kun." Yue Jingting's voice came.

…But there’s still a tough battle to fight.

"To the prison," he responded politely, motioning for the two to walk and talk.

"I am very concerned about what Li Bo said that day." Yue Jingting said straight to the point, "My junior fellow apprentice, Lin Jinsong... He was abducted by Li Bo on the night of the Lantern Festival and his whereabouts are unknown. On that night, you appeared in the world. The coincidence is too great, and Li Bo confirmed it himself, so I have to doubt it."

Ning Changkong pushed up his mask, still maintaining his calm and composed look: "He wanted to kill you, and you still believed his lies?"

Yue Jingting stared closely at the inhuman red eyes beneath the mask: "Li Bo's attempt on the night of the Lantern Festival has not been fully investigated yet, so it is not impossible."

"I am a descendant of the Phoenix as certified by the Hundred Birds Spiritual Mirror, from the Yue Prison." Ning Changkong said calmly, "I have heard a little about your junior brother. He has passed away, so please accept my condolences."

"Li Bo's methods are bizarre. No one can testify about your life before this world—"

"Are you trying to say," Ning Changkong interrupted coldly, "that the results of my tribe's Hundred Birds Spiritual Mirror were wrong? Or am I lying?"

Yue Jingting insisted: "Maybe it's a spell that disrupts memory--"

"I worked with you to break the illusion array set up by Li Bo," Ning Changkong put his hands behind his back, "Why do you think he could cast a spell to confuse my memory?"

Before Yue Jingting could come up with any weird ideas, Ning Changkong just said "Bai Xian" and left.

Yue Jingting stood there, staring at the back that didn't match the person in his memory.

He was taller than the junior apprentice, with broader shoulders. The only thing they had in common was that they were both skinny.

I wouldn't raise my head and call him "Second Brother" or ask him if he could have a few more snacks. I would just put my hands in my pockets and call him "Yuexianyuan" in a polite but unfamiliar way.

After all, the only things he and Ning Changkong had in common were their frequent meetings at the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs, a meal at the "Xianjilin" restaurant, and this chance encounter outside the training school.

He took a deep breath and walked towards the teleportation array back to Lingzhuan Academy.

...It doesn't matter. Yue Jingting has always been a person who cherishes fate and is very good at maintaining fate.

The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, May 6th, 13:58, Jinwu Garden.

"Okay, don't bother your teacher, let him rest for a while." Bai Xian came in with medicine and interrupted Ning Changkong's question.

At the end of the May Day holiday, Ning Chang rested for two days to recuperate from his injury. Su Yunyao had originally spent these two days building a good relationship with Yan Xiaoling, so he didn't fall behind much.

But too many things weighed on his mind, and he had no time to rest. Today, he had just gotten better, so after a meeting and lunch, he lay on the bed to check on the little fox's homework.

"Student, please leave." Su Yunyao left without giving Ning Changkong a chance to keep him. Ning Changkong frowned and drank the bitter medicine in one gulp, then opened his mouth naturally and let Bai Xian stuff the rock sugar into his mouth.

"Lie down and take a nap. I'll be by your side." Bai Xian held his shoulders and was about to push him down.

"No, let's make this quick." Ning Changkong bit the rock candy into pieces and swallowed it with a bitter face. He gently pushed his hand away and said vaguely, "I'll tell you what you want to hear now."

"I'm not in a hurry, you go to sleep first." How could he have the energy to give a long speech when he looked so bad?

Ning Changkong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm anxious. I can't put aside the construction of the school, and I also have to keep an eye on the scientific research cooperation with other departments. I won't have a chance to talk about it later... cough." He spoke too quickly and covered his mouth and started coughing.

"Okay, okay, go ahead and talk if you want to," Bai Xian responded, rubbing his back. "But lie down first, and talk to me while you lie down."

"Then I'm going to fall asleep in the middle of my talk." Ning Changkong complained in a low voice with dissatisfaction, but still lay down in Bai Xian's arms.

Qing Geng had added a sedative to the new medicine he had been given after he was injured, so that he could sleep longer and recover. He was feeling really sleepy right now.

"Just go to sleep, and continue telling me when you wake up." Bai Xian tucked the quilt tightly around him, "Go on, I'm listening."

Ning Changkong took a deep breath, ready to quickly explain the whole story.

"Li Bo and Yue Jingting are both right. My real name is Lin Jinsong, and I once practiced in Lingzhuan Academy."

"On the night of the Lantern Festival, Li Bo entered the Tongshan illusion, but I caught him... It's a long story, but he spared my life, and I accepted the Phoenix inheritance there."

Ning Changkong decided to stick with the setting of confused memory to explain why he was not in a hurry to find his old friends at the beginning.

"I...have never been able to remember what happened in the past. I could only see fragments of it in my dreams. It was during this period of time that I slowly figured it out."

The tranquilizer had taken effect. Ning Changkong was busy attending meetings, teaching students, and making up stories. By this point he was exhausted from sleepiness and fell asleep.

Bai Xian felt the temperature of his forehead, tightened the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and let out a long sigh.

The first year of the Reiki Recovery, May 9th, noon, Juying Pavilion.

There was still a big quarrel at the demon clan meeting.

Ning Changkong poured some more medicinal tea into his mouth, trying to suppress his anger with the bitter taste.

The project to build a new school was officially named "Enlightenment", and the mission to cooperate with humans to research spiritual weapons was named "Shenge".

The controversy over "Enlightenment" has not been settled yet, but some conservative old demons have already used the "Divine Sword" incident to blame him for agreeing to cooperate with humans in researching strategic weapons and questioned his position.

Perhaps because his body had not fully recovered yet, Ning Changkong drank half a bottle of medicinal tea and spoke in a gentle and pleasant manner for a long time but failed to suppress his resentment. Finally, he could no longer bear it and slammed the table in a rage.

No matter how he argued with the scholars before, his voice was at most louder and his speech was faster. This was the first time he got angry like this at a gathering of heroes.

It's the same old story over and over again: all the spoils that can be researched are on human territory. You want to defend yourself against humans, but humans don't think of defending themselves against you? Instead of waiting for others to do something, why don't we speak frankly?

Moreover, has the source of the evil energy been found out? Has the mastermind behind the Qianshi Bank been found out? With a powerful enemy in front of them, they are thinking of turning against humans?

There is another reason he hasn't mentioned yet - even if it is given to the demon clan, can the demon clan's loose research organization definitely be able to research it out?

Li Bo's skills were so great that even Yue Jingting, one of the best formation geniuses in the human world, had a hard time solving them. Ning Changkong thought bitterly. Only when the demon and the human worked together to solve the problem did he see some hope that he wouldn't have to lead the whole show by himself.

The more angry he got, the weaker he became. The monsters who were still watching nearby saw how badly he looked and then they remembered that he was injured, so they rushed over to stop him - not because they felt guilty, but because they were afraid that he would faint here and the scene would be too embarrassing.

"It's really amazing how swear words are hurled at a scholar." Zhang Xuan walked briskly to his seat and calmly reached out to help him up.

Ning Changkong stood up with her help and chuckled, "I can't be considered a scholar. I am the deputy director of the Soul Guarding Department, and I am just a warrior."

"I see you don't look well, you should take care of yourself." Zhang Xuan whispered, "I saw the scene, it was all blood."

Zhang Xuan also made a great contribution in this incident. She rushed to the scene as soon as possible on behalf of the demon clan, which somewhat prevented the Alien Bureau from hiding any important items during the scene search.

"It's not all my blood, so you don't have to worry about the divine beast's recovery ability, Deputy Commander Zhang." Ning Changkong replied casually, "I wonder why you stopped me on purpose?"

They walked side by side towards the outside of Juying Pavilion, with Bai Xian following behind.

Getting to the point, the tiger tail behind Zhang Xuan froze for a moment: "It's just a personal matter... Alas, it's that guy Yue Jingting who comes to me every day to ask about you."

This is... unexpected, but reasonable. Ning Changkong blinked. He thought it would be her father, the current head of Juying Pavilion, who came to test him about the candidates for the "Shen Ge" research team.

Ning Changkong calmed down and felt a headache when he thought of Yue Jingting's stubbornness: "Based on your understanding of him, if you don't answer anything, will he give up on his own initiative?"

Zhang Xuan said helplessly: "It is because he is a person who will not give up until he achieves his goal that I came to you."

Ning Changkong was at a loss now. He sighed, "Then just answer whatever you want to say and go along with his temper. If he's annoyed, just let him come to me directly and tell him that I told you to do so."

Zhang Xuan nodded in agreement and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why does he pay so much attention to you?"

Ning Changkong answered ambiguously: "Li Bo said something confusing in front of him. The Yue Supervisory Commissioner probably mistook me for an old friend. When he completely gives up, he won't come looking for you anymore."

Having said this, we have come to a fork in the road. Zhang Xuan bowed and said goodbye, still thinking about this matter.

Mistakenly thinking of someone I know, who is this person…huh? Zhang Xuan's eyes widened. Could it be…?