Misunderstand
Qi Yuan opened her eyes wide in astonishment, then coughed a few times, choking on the blood in her throat.
Zhu Fu just stood there watching indifferently, saying nothing and doing nothing, seemingly with no intention of explaining.
In Qi Yuan's mind, he had always been a compliant, innocent, and obedient boy, and would never show such an expression.
She gritted her teeth and shouted in her already hoarse voice, "Frostleaf!"
The next instant, a chillingly sharp spiritual weapon, its tip gleaming, hurtled towards Zhu Fu.
Frost is a sword, while Frost Leaf, though separate from frost, is a dual form of frost and is Qi Yuan's trump card.
Zhu Fu initially thought this object was no different from any other spiritual artifact, but to his surprise, Shuangye relentlessly pursued him and could split in two in an instant. It launched tiny, sharp weapons that were so fast that they could be seen without being seen, and they could easily slash Zhu Fu.
Touching the bloodstains on his face, Zhu Fu finally took it seriously and used his lightness skill to escape from the inn.
Frost Leaf flew off in the direction of Zhu Fu.
"Frost. Let's follow."
Qi Yuan sat cross-legged on Shuang's sword, activating a barrier to focus on self-healing.
Zhu Fu moved very fast, darting back and forth above the houses and leaping into a grove of trees.
Surrounded by numerous plants and rapidly spreading vines, Frost slowed its pace as it rose into the air to survey the surroundings.
However, he was too fast, and even though his eyes kept following the rustling bushes, he still couldn't find him.
"Got it!" Qi Yuan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and snapped her fingers: the hidden bushes exploded open in an instant, revealing a black figure!
She saw something, and her pupils suddenly dilated.
There's a problem!
"Found you!" Qi Yuan quickly bent down and rushed down, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Zhu Fu knew something was wrong and tried to escape, but Qi Yuan followed closely and wouldn't leave his side.
After a long stalemate, Qi Yuan noticed that the person in front of her was slowing down, and finally gave up and stopped.
He asked, "What do you want to know?"
Qi Yuan calmly asked, "What is your purpose in approaching me? Who sent you?"
Zhu Fu suddenly leaned closer to her, lowered his eyes, and said, "Is that all you want to know...?"
"You think I'd tell you?!" The boy unleashed a powerful burst of magic in an instant, attempting to devour the female cultivator before him, but the magic was abruptly cut off.
Qi Yuan grabbed his neck and threatened him, pressing her head close to his ear: "So you're not going to answer my two questions, are you, demonic cultivator?"
Impossible! How could this be?! He just stabbed this woman, and with the new wound on top of the old one, she should be incredibly weak right now. How could she possibly still have such strong spiritual power!
Putting that aside, how did she discover that he had disguised himself so well?! The demonic cultivator couldn't believe it.
This "Zhu Fu" reverted to his true form from bottom to top, his pupils shrinking as he exclaimed, "You figured it out all along?! You fucking played me?!"
"I don't want to answer your stupid question. I'll give you two choices: obey me and I'll spare your life. Resist me, and you won't have a choice in how you die." Qi Yuan's face remained cold, and she looked at him as if he were a dead man.
The demonic cultivator felt a chill run down his spine, unable to stop himself from shivering: This woman…! Her tone was calm, but the pressure emanating from her almost made him kneel down.
On one side is His Majesty... on the other is this terrifying woman... I don't want to choose either of them!
Even if he escapes here, the Venerable One will not let him go! It would be better for him to commit suicide and be posthumously honored as a great demon sacrifice in the Demon Realm!
With a heavy heart, he used his tongue to push out the poison ball hidden behind it. Just as he was about to bite it with his fangs, Qi Yuan realized his intention, pried open his mouth with her fingers, and gave him a back throw, causing the poison ball to roll out of his mouth.
"Grandma, I want to die! Please, have mercy on me!" The demonic cultivator lay on the ground, watching helplessly as Qi Yuan stomped on the poison ball and burst into tears.
Qi Yuan looked down at him from her high position: "I don't want to repeat myself a second time."
Fear surged within the demonic cultivator, so he decided to go all the way and said, "Zhu Fu has killed too many demons in the past! He is a universally acknowledged enemy of our demon realm! My boss arranged for me to impersonate him and sow discord among his close associates, then kill all of Zhu's family members in his likeness, making him infamous and hunted down by countless people, so that Zhu Fu would live a life worse than death!"
Qi Yuan swung her blade, and the demonic cultivator closed his eyes. He felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and then felt something empty. When he opened his eyes, he discovered that Qi Yuan had only cut off one of his hands.
Cutting off their hands and feet doesn't do them much harm; only beheading is fatal.
The demonic cultivator kowtowed frantically: "Thank you for your magnanimity! I will never again have any thoughts about Zhu Fu!"
"You'd better get out."
"Alright!" The demonic cultivator quickly rolled away.
In fact, she was not a close friend of Zhu Fu at all.
Wait… Qi Yuan paused, realizing she'd forgotten to ask where the real Zhu Fu was…
A metallic taste of blood welled up in my throat.
"Cough!" Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her body uncontrollably knelt on the ground. She supported herself with one hand on the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the other.
Indeed, overloading the body is too harmful.
The stabbed area, devoid of spiritual energy, struggled to hold on, and blood continued to seep out.
After the enemy left, she could no longer maintain her powerful appearance. Her body was severely exhausted, and she didn't even have the strength to sit up and heal herself.
Qi Yuan could no longer hold on; her body collapsed to the ground, and her consciousness became blurred.
Is she going to die here?
What will happen to the sect? What will happen to her junior brothers? What will happen to the Zhu family, who need her help?
She used up her last bit of strength to send out a distress signal before fainting.
*
Mu Qinghuai carried the blood-soaked Qi Yuan on his back and ran frantically forward in search of a place to heal. His eyes were bloodshot, his knuckles were white, and his fingers were digging deep into his palms. He felt nothing but endless self-blame and pain.
Qi Yuan on his back was drenched in cold sweat, her brows furrowed, as if she were suffering terribly from a nightmare.
Mu Qinghuai smelled the scent of orchids mixed with the smell of blood from the person on his back, and his unease grew stronger.
Not long ago, after failing to find Qi Yuan, the Venerable One told him through a telepathic message that the Demon Clan had sent a demonic cultivator to impersonate him. After Qi Yuan discovered this, he revealed his true identity, confirming that he was a member of the Zhu family and gaining Qi Yuan's trust.
But he didn't want the trust that came with it!
Qi Yuan, it's because of him that she's like this.
While Qi Yuan lay in bed recovering, Mu Qinghuai searched for a long time before finally finding the demonic cultivator who was responsible for disguising him.
Mu Qinghuai pursed his lips, approaching the other person step by step with a fierce aura. The veins on his forehead throbbed, and his gaze was so cold it was almost burning, as if he wanted to skin him alive.
He suppressed his cold smile and narrowed his eyes, asking, "What did you do?"
"Tch." The demonic cultivator nonchalantly fiddled with the branch, completely disdainful of speaking to this unfamiliar man.
An aura unique to the Demon Lord grew stronger and stronger, making it hard for him to breathe, and he had a bad feeling.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the Demon Lord—Mu Qinghuai.
Mu Qinghuai returned to his original state, looking at him coldly.
"Demon Lord... what brings you here?"
Mu Qinghuai didn't repeat himself; he was only one step away from him.
The demonic cultivator trembled uncontrollably, sensing the killing intent of the newcomer, and stammered, "I didn't do anything...!"
He has no grudge against this newly appointed Demon Lord!
With a "crack," his head rolled to Mu Qinghuai's feet and was rubbed under the man's foot.
Because of his physical characteristics, he wouldn't die immediately even after his head was cut off. Mu Qinghuai's upturned eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and he said with a forced smile, "Say it again."
"I... I only stabbed her in the heart, damaging her foundation. But that woman is incredibly resilient; she's clearly unharmed..."
Mu Qinghuai's anger was beyond control. He kicked the man's head with his toe, causing it to smash into a tree trunk. He then immediately jumped over and stomped on the filthy head, splattering brain matter all over the ground.
He muttered to himself, "Nothing's wrong..."
No matter what happens, in front of others she really... just puts on a brave face.
Even if you kill the person who hurt her, it won't make up for the damage she's already suffered...
No, that's not right. Mu Qinghuai thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile, realizing that he was also someone who had hurt her.
Three days later.
Autumn was drifting off to sleep when she suddenly noticed Qi Yuan's eyes move. Excitedly, she patted the healer and exclaimed, "Look! Fairy Qi is awake!"
"Girl, you've finally woken up! You've been unconscious for three days, but it's a miracle that you didn't remain unconscious for ten years despite such severe injuries," the healer exclaimed.
"Autumn, thank you for being with me."
She looked around and asked, "Where is Zhu Fu?"
He was just disguised by a demonic cultivator, could something have happened to him?
Upon hearing Qi Yuan mention that man, Qiu Yi felt very unhappy about the mission and subconsciously shook her head.
Qi Yuan had just gotten up when she was in a hurry to get out of bed. The doctor quickly stopped her, saying, "Miss, where are you going? Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, and you need to rest for a while."
“I’m looking for my friend. Thank you for your help,” she said.
The healer asked, puzzled, "Are you referring to the young master who carried you here? He's been waiting outside, barely sleeping for three days."
Before Qiuyi could speak, the healer spoke first.
She came here with the system, and she learned the whole story from the system.
As for why Mu Qinghuai didn't come in to see, that's a question for him to answer.
Mu Qinghuai felt that he was the one who caused Qi Yuan to be injured to this extent. It was a good thing that Qi Yuan woke up, but he really hadn't figured out how to face Qi Yuan.
If he stayed inside with her, Qi Yuan would definitely thank him, which would make him feel even more guilty. If he waited outside without Qi Yuan knowing, that would be a different story.
He had been channeling spiritual energy into Qi Yuan, and only sat outside when he sensed she was about to wake up.
As soon as Qi Yuan put one foot down, she felt a dense, tingling pain spreading upwards from the sole of her foot. She quickly adapted to the pain as both feet touched the ground, and slowly opened the door, unexpectedly meeting Mu Qinghuai's gaze outside.
"Are you alright...?" Mu Qinghuai asked dryly.
"Yes. I've almost recovered. Did you bring me here?" Qi Yuan asked.
"No! It's the autumn chill." He didn't dare admit it and made up a random excuse.
Just then, Qiuyi came out and, upon hearing this, paused for a moment.
However, to Mu Qinghuai's surprise, Qiuyi quickly admitted to it: "Yes, Fairy Qi! I saw the signal in the air! Luckily, I was able to get here in time. After dropping you off, I notified Zhu Fu. Oh, Zhu Fu, so you're here. It must have been that medical cultivator who misspoke."
Qi Yuan quickly stepped forward and grasped Qiu Yi's hand: "Thank you so much. Thanks to you, otherwise I would be dead in the wilderness by now. If you ever need any help in the future, just let me know."
Her eyes revealed the genuine emotions of surviving a disaster.
She has essentially died once already.
If he hadn't been rescued by sheer luck, he would truly be nothing more than an empty shell left in the world.
This feeling of escaping death was like being reborn, making her cherish her life even more.
Qiu Yi felt a little embarrassed, after all, she wasn't the one who saved him. Although she couldn't understand what the male lead was thinking, she shouldn't refuse a favor: "You're too kind! Fairy Qi has helped me so much, I'm just repaying a debt of gratitude."
She pointed to Mu Qinghuai behind her and said, "Actually, it's not about my contribution. Zhu Fu also stayed by her side for three days. If he hadn't kept injecting spiritual energy, Fairy Qi wouldn't have woken up so quickly."
Qiu Yi couldn't help but bite her nails inwardly. Damn it! This time she just felt bad, but she would never do such a thing again.
The mission was already delayed again because of this unexpected event, and now that the female lead has spoken well of the male lead, the system might punish her in some way!
Qi Yuan turned her head and smiled, "Thank you. I will do my best to capture demons to repay this kindness."
He paused for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Hmm."
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