"It's alright. You know how skilled he is. There aren't many people here who can match him." Jiang Ruan felt that An Xia's worries were unnecessary.
But Anxia doesn't think so. "That woman left right after me. I saw it with my own eyes. Neither of them has come back yet. I want to go and see them."
Hearing her say that, Jiang Ruan frowned, as if she had sensed something amiss.
"I'll go with you. Let Duan Yu stay here and keep watch." Jiang Ruan was worried about An Xia being alone. If something really happened, she might get emotional and not be able to control herself.
"No, you're here. They're looking for you. If you leave, you'll really alert them." An Xia stopped Jiang Ruan from getting up and walked out alone.
Just then, Elder Yuan finally found the historical records about Qinglonggang and handed them over. Jiang Ruan stopped and slowly flipped through them.
"Elder, something's happened! The zombies are attacking again. Our men have suffered heavy casualties and we need reinforcements." A blood-soaked man ran in, exuding a murderous aura, and immediately knelt on the ground with a thud.
"What???" The elder suddenly yanked his beard, tearing off a large tuft of hair.
Jiang Ruan also snapped out of her reverie from the documents, and everyone turned to look at them.
"Zombies, those weird zombies! Our brothers have been mutated, they can't take it anymore, they can't hold on any longer!" The man screamed hysterically, filled with resentment and helplessness.
"Where is Chief Du? Didn't he go to provide support? Why did he send you here again?" The elder wondered. Even a level two ability user with fire-type abilities couldn't withstand it?
"Chief Du, Chief Du... he was killed by zombies!!"
The visitor's words shocked everyone in the room once again. Everyone knew what a level two ability meant; it was the pinnacle of current abilities, especially since his level two was earned through his own hard work, not through any medium.
Therefore, his abilities far surpassed those of some level-three superhumans, and the fact that he was killed speaks volumes.
"You... say it again, what happened to Chief Du?"
The elder thought he must be hard of hearing, otherwise how could he have heard the news of Dusong's death?
"He's dead. Chief Du led us into battle, but he was hit by a zombie's heavy punch and died before he could even unleash his powers. The zombies viciously cleaved open his head and pulled out the power stone, which is a crystal, from it."
The Power Stone is the essence of a power user. It is not something that one is born with, but rather a mysterious stone-like substance that gradually condenses within the body as the power user's level increases.
This substance is quite similar to the golden elixir in martial arts novels, both representing a cultivator's strength reaching a certain level.
At this moment, when that person recalled the terrible ordeal that Chief Du had experienced, his shoulders trembled slightly.
However, it was this barely perceptible tremor that was keenly noticed by the meticulous Jiang Ruan.
She immediately realized that the person in front of her was not simple-minded, and perhaps he was spreading false information.
Before she could even question his identity, Elder Yuan painfully helped the man up, only to have his chest pierced and his heart stabbed, leaving him in critical condition.
"Elder..."
"Elder..."
"Elder Yuan..."
The urgent shouts failed to rouse him; Elder Yuan had fallen into a deep coma.
"Jiang Yan, arrest and tie him up. Duan Yu, please help them carry Elder Yuan to the bed. I want to see his injuries."
Jiang Ruan hurriedly gave instructions.
Gently placing his hand on Elder Yuan's neck, he found his pulse slow, weak, and intermittent, indicating that his spiritual energy was constantly decreasing. If he didn't act quickly, it might be too late.
The problem is that Jiang Ruan just spent a huge amount of mental and physical energy to deal with the plague, so she really doesn't have any extra energy to help the elders.
Besides, the Spirit Spring!
Upon thinking of this, Jiang Ruan immediately went to her mind to ask Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yu was fast asleep and the little one answered her perfectly well.
"Mom, do you really want to save him? He might not be a good person!"
The little one rested his chin on his hand, looking somewhat unwilling.
"What's wrong? Did you see him in your past life, baby? Was he a bad person?"
While using her meager healing power to treat her external injuries, Jiang Ruan devoted half of her attention to talking to her baby.
"I've never seen him before, but I don't like his smell; it doesn't smell like a good person." The little one still refused.
“My dear child, I know what you’re thinking. You’re worried about me, but don’t worry, I’m not doing this to save him personally, but for the sake of many more innocent people.”
In my previous life, the disaster at Qinglonggang resulted in heavy casualties, almost total annihilation, which was no better than a massacre. Although I don't have much of an impression of this person, he later made a high-profile claim that the bustling crowds were all the work of those in power.
It's hard to associate someone who dares to seek justice and fight for justice with truly evil people.
Of course, if the little one says he's oppressing the people and buying and selling humans, we can't kill them so quickly. You know, sometimes not dying is more agonizing than death itself.
Jiang Ruan patiently told Zai Zai that she didn't want her child to only see one side of things; she hoped he could see the whole picture.
"Okay, Mom, you're right. We need to torture him. This isn't saving him; it's another way of torturing him. Good, Mom's idea is spot on. I'll get you some water right away."
As he spoke, Zaizai casually picked a leaf, rolled it up, scooped it into his collar, and handed it to Jiang Ruan.
"Mommy, is this what you wanted?" The little one looked like he was waiting to be praised.
"This is it, my little one is the best, you are the best little one in the world."
Jiang Ruan drank most of the water out of sight of the crowd, and then dipped his finger in the remaining water, gently touched Elder Yuan's forehead, drew a circle, and left.
“Young lady, how is Elder Yuan? He is the most respected person. If something happens to him, our Qinglonggang will truly be finished.” The older brother accompanying her said, tears immediately streaming down his face, showing that he was truly in love.
"I used healing magic to temporarily heal his external injuries. As for the internal injuries, my healing magic cannot reach that area for the time being. So, unfortunately, I can only ensure his safety for the time being."
Jiang Ruan did not tell him about the spirit spring water. She had just pretended to scoop water from the teacup and dab it on other parts of his face. Now that she was dabling it on his forehead, no one would suspect anything was strange about it.
"It's alright. It's already a miracle that the young lady was able to save his life. It's just that we've already lost Chief Du and almost lost an elder. We're leaderless now, and we don't know what to do next."
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