Chapter 3
Qiyang Palace is magnificent, and its fiery red walls are unique among the Sword Sect.
Yingning gently pushed open the palace gate and went inside.
Qiyang Palace is Qilian's palace in the Sword Sect. This third senior brother is free-spirited and rarely returns to the Sword Sect. Qiyang Palace is now empty.
Yingning found a side hall. "67, how is this body now?"
The system scanned her body and replied: "Years of demonic energy have corrupted your spiritual center, making it extremely turbid. If you cannot find a solution, your future cultivation path will only be fraught with difficulties."
The system was right; even Ying Ning herself sensed the abnormality in this body.
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After Li Ziqing walked out of the main hall, Dan Yao followed him, chattering away.
"Master, there are some parts of the sword technique you taught me yesterday that I don't understand." Although Dan Yao called him Master, the coquettishness on her face was very obvious.
Seeing her like this, the disciples of the Sword Sect couldn't help but sigh at their master's love for her.
"Master, could you please come to Qiwu Palace later?"
When Dan Yao mentioned Qiwu Palace, Li Ziqing naturally thought of Feng Yingning, who had just been in the main hall.
In the main hall, he had already sensed Feng Yingning's indifference.
Li Ziqing has always been driven by righteousness and oblivious to human emotions. At this moment, he only felt that the atmosphere was strange, but he didn't know why.
His jade-like face showed no particular emotion; he remained the same Sword Sect's number one expert who only cared about the common people.
"I'll go check on your senior sister first, and then I'll go to Qiwu Palace."
Li Ziqing left after uttering a single sentence.
That direction led directly to Qiyang Palace.
Dan Yao stood there, stunned, staring at Li Ziqing's back. Her once clear eyes now held a strange resentment.
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Li Ziqing sensed Feng Yingning's location and strode to the door of a side hall after entering Qiyang Palace.
With a gentle push of his well-defined right hand, he opened the door.
Just as he was about to speak, a pair of bare, white backs appeared before his eyes.
"you..."
Upon hearing the man's voice, Yingning turned to the side and pulled her clothes up again, covering her fair and delicate back.
The surprise in Li Ziqing's eyes gradually turned cold after noticing the healed but still shocking wounds on Ying Ning's smooth back.
Only after Yingning covered her face again did she speak.
"Why were you injured so many times?"
A clear, raindrop-like male voice carried a hint of doubt.
Yingning did not reply directly. Instead, she straightened her clothes again and, after confirming that everything was alright, stood up and gave a curtsy.
"Master."
"I ask you, why are you so badly injured?"
Li Ziqing was dissatisfied with Ying Ning's evasive attitude and pressed her again about the wounds on Ying Ning's body.
Ying Ning no longer avoided the question. She gently picked up a strand of black hair with two fingers of her left hand, her smile only highlighting the burning mark on her forehead.
"Master, do you really think that the Demon Cave is so easy to escape?" A slow, magnetic female voice asked, her tone carrying an inexplicable air of self-righteousness.
Whether it was Ying Ning's matter-of-fact demeanor or the nonchalant smile on her face, Li Ziqing suddenly felt uneasy.
This shouldn't be happening...
She, who grew up beside me, shouldn't be like this...
Looking at his little apprentice whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he suddenly realized that she was very different from how he remembered her.
Yingning noticed a look of confusion on Li Ziqing's ethereal face.
"What's wrong, Master? Do you think I said something wrong?"
Yingning walked with lotus-like steps, approaching Li Ziqing, and seemed to smell a pleasant fragrance.
It was an indescribable fragrance, very faint, much like the man himself.
"Just now in the main hall, I asked you if you were injured. Why didn't you speak?"
"What difference does it make whether you speak or not? It's all in the past."
As he said this, the woman in front of him was already very close.
Li Ziqing noticed the faint smile in her eyes, as if she didn't care about her body.
The discomfort in my heart intensified.
How could she be so careless about her health?!
He strode directly to the small couch where Yingning had been sitting, and as he passed Yingning, his sleeve brushed past her side.
"come over."
Li Ziqing was simply sitting on an ordinary small couch, but the ethereal aura surrounding him made the couch seem like a throne.
Yingning followed, not caring about etiquette at all, and sat down on the other side of the small couch.
Li Ziqing did not speak, but used his magic to check Ying Ning's injuries.
The two sat on a small couch without saying much.
The small tatami mat could accommodate two people, and although there was still some space, their clothes inevitably got tangled together.
One in red, one in white.
A vibrant, light gauze draped over the cool white silk, seemingly staining the white robes with a touch of red.
Not long after.
Li Ziqing withdrew her hand.
"The chaotic energy in the mind has already affected the meridians, yet you call this nothing serious!"
Li Ziqing was clearly angered by Ying Ning; his usually cold and aloof expression even showed a hint of rage.
"The demonic energy in the Demon Cave is mixed. I have been trying to survive in the Demon Cave for many years, and I have long lost the ability to keep my mind clear."
After Li Ziqing finished his diagnosis, Ying Ning no longer sat properly, but leaned lazily against the armrest, her posture relaxed and her expression unrestrained.
This actually somewhat diminished the imposing aura of Li Ziqing, who was sitting calmly to the side.
"Sit properly. Was this the way I taught you to sit before?"
"Master, I am covered in injuries."
Yingning only made a slight struggle before going limp again.
When Li Ziqing saw the smile in her phoenix eyes, he knew that she was deliberately disobeying his teachings, but he also remembered that he had just examined her physical condition.
No more harsh words.
He simply stood up, lightly brushed his sleeves, and left with the words: "I will find a miraculous medicine to heal your body. For the next few days, stay in Qiyang Palace and do not wander around."
He left, leaving only his back view.
The woman on the bed watched Li Ziqing leave, gently touching the Burning Heaven mark on her forehead, and uttered a sentence from her delicate lips:
"Master, you can't stay still."
If she remembers correctly.
Seven days from now will be the grand competition of the immortal realm—the sect competition.
Because even if she doesn't want to leave Qiyang Palace, there are people who will want her to leave.
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