You should have said so earlier!
Lin Zhenzhen quickly put the flower in her mouth; the taste wasn't as unbearable as she had imagined.
With one bite, a juice resembling grass and wood burst open in her mouth, its fragrance permeating her mind.
"It's quite delicious, like a flower cake." Lin Zhenzhen swallowed the last petal and said with a grin, "Remember me when it blooms again next time!"
Wu Nianmu glared at her weakly: "Next time, just wait until I'm dead."
At the time, Lin Zhenzhen didn't understand the meaning of those words and turned around to clean up the mess on the floor.
The expression on Wu Nianmu's face gradually cooled, and his chest rose and fell slightly, as if he were breathing.
The next morning, Lin Zhenzhen woke up to find that Wu Nianmu had disappeared.
There was a green leaf on the table. When Lin Zhenzhen touched the leaf, she heard the voice of Wunianmu.
"I have to leave for a few days. You may experience some adverse reactions after eating my flower, but you'll be fine in a few days."
Adverse reactions?
Whether it was psychological or not, Lin Zhenzhen suddenly felt dizzy and her stomach started to hurt. She couldn't help but shiver even when walking under the sun.
"What's wrong with you?" Xuan Yuanzhao saw that she was unsteady on her feet and went up to ask her. Unexpectedly, she rushed into his arms.
He froze, about to push her away, but then he touched her skin beneath the fabric of her clothes; it felt like ice, chillingly cold.
"Lingzhen?"
Lin Zhenzhen felt as if she had stepped into a warm oven, and she closed her eyes comfortably.
"I ate something that upset my stomach. Let me rest for a bit."
"Ahem." The steward of the Xuan family appeared behind them, bending down and staring at the ground. "Young Master Xuanyuan, the master is waiting for you in the front hall."
"I understand." Xuan Yuanzhao turned his head and whispered in Lin Zhenzhen's ear, "Can you still walk by yourself?"
Lin Zhenzhen buried her face in his chest and whine and pleaded, "Or you can carry me over?"
Xuanyuan Zhao was speechless. He muttered, "This is outrageous!"
"I knew you wouldn't do it, I was just kidding." Lin Zhenzhen forced a smile as she sat up, her pale face covered in fine beads of sweat.
Xuan Yuanzhao's heart tightened. He wanted to say something more, but she had already followed the butler away.
Inside the lobby.
The spacious room contained only an eight-immortal table and two rows of round chairs.
The air was thick with smoke, and a short man faced out the window with his back to them.
"Teacher." Xuan Yuanzhao's tone was unusually humble as he bowed towards the man, performing a respectful teacher's greeting.
"You're here." The man's voice was cheerful. He turned around in response. He had dark skin and ordinary features.
A face of an ordinary passerby that would be easily lost in a crowd.
This seemingly ordinary person possesses the highest combat power in the entire Xuan Tian Continent.
"You are Lingzhen?"
A sharp gaze, like a blade, fell upon Lin Zhenzhen, as if it wanted to dissect her completely, inside and out.
Lin Zhenzhen looked up and met Xuan Kang's gaze, answering firmly and resolutely.
"yes."
A smile appeared on Xuan Kang's lips, and he nodded.
"When I last saw you, you were just a crying baby. More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and you have grown into a beautiful young woman."
He had the appearance of a kind elder, but when Xuan Kang turned his head to talk to Xuan Yuan Zhao, Lin Zhenzhen saw his profile and felt that something was wrong.
Beneath those graying temples, there was an emptiness, as if something was missing.
Lin Zhenzhen suddenly realized that this person was missing a left ear!
After the thought popped into her head, she quickly lowered her head to hide the shock on her face.
But none of this escaped Xuan Kang's notice.
"What, did I scare you?" Xuan Kang reached out and gently touched his wound. He still had a smile on his face, but it was hard to tell how genuine it was.
"No, I'm just a little surprised." Lin Zhenzhen frowned, looking somewhat afraid of him.
“You have already reached the Spirit Emperor level, yet you still have wounds on your body that cannot be repaired.” She said as she moved closer to Xuan Yuan Zhao.
Sure enough, Xuanyuan Zhao reached out and put his arm around her.
"Teacher, Lingzhen is young and playful, and she doesn't take cultivation seriously, so she hasn't mastered some basic knowledge. I will urge her to catch up on the lessons she has missed."
Xuan Kang's eyes darted around, then he stroked his chin and burst into laughter.
"Xuanyuan, I've never seen you defend others like this before. It seems the rumors are true."
He softened his tone towards Lin Zhenzhen: "Young lady, cultivators are not gods; they can also be injured and die. Wounds left by powerful demonic beasts cannot be healed and will accompany us for life."
"Of course, if you really encounter this situation, it would be a blessing to survive."
Lin Zhenzhen said "Oh," and with her moist eyes, she asked timidly, "What rank was the demon beast you encountered back then?"
A faint smile appeared on Xuan Kang's lips. He shook his head and said, "No rank."
"That is a Horned Weasel Emperor Beast."
Xuanyuan Zhao felt the person in his arms tremble slightly. He frowned and comforted them.
"Don't worry, although the teacher was seriously injured, he also killed that imperial beast. The Horned Weasel clan was severely weakened and can no longer wreak havoc on the human world."
Lin Zhenzhen lowered her eyes and remained silent. She remembered that Xuan Yuanzhao's hatred for the Horned Weasel was far greater than that for other demonic beasts, a fact that was evident in the Misty Abyss Forest.
She breathed a long sigh of relief and said with satisfaction, "That's good."
"By the way, Xuanyuan, the magic weapon that helped you overcome the tribulation has been made. It's in the back room. Go and try it out."
“Okay.” Xuan Yuanzhao subconsciously took Lin Zhenzhen’s hand, but was interrupted by Xuan Kang.
"Are you really inseparable? Your teacher isn't some man-eating monster."
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
Xuanyuan Zhao hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not disobey him: "Yes, I'll be right back."
As Lin Zhenzhen watched his departing figure, her heart sank slowly.
Xuan Kang looked at her with an ambiguous smile. He suddenly said, "Young lady, you don't look too well. Let me take a look."
As he spoke, his pupils suddenly dilated, and Lin Zhenzhen felt an unprecedentedly powerful spiritual force attacking the depths of her brain.
In an instant, she lost all ability to resist, and her spiritual abode opened wide.
Xuan Kang's spiritual power was savage and powerful, sweeping through every corner of her mind.
It might have been a few seconds, or it might have been a few minutes; Lin Zhenzhen couldn't tell anymore. She felt that gloomy gaze linger on her spiritual root before quickly withdrawing.
After Xuan Kang left, Lin Zhenzhen felt like she had been drowning, suffocating and gasping for breath.
"You have a Chaos Spiritual Root?" Xuan Kang's eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion. Then he smirked. "You look exactly like your mother."
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