"I wonder if you, little friend Zhou, can save my master's life? I'll agree to any conditions." Zhou Xi solemnly performed an ancient Taoist ritual toward Zhou Yuanyuan, his eyes fixed on her expression. He tried to detect traces of a Taoist master in Zhou Yuanyuan, but she looked just like an ordinary girl, lacking the aura of a true master.
"Tsk! I thought Butler Zhou would use blood ties to suppress me! It seems that Butler Zhou is not thick-skinned enough!" Zhou Yuanyuan laughed. However, Zhou Yuanyuan did not disappoint Zhou Xi and returned a bow, which meant that Zhou Yuanyuan was willing to treat Zhou Xi as an equal.
Zhou Xi was ecstatic and didn't care at all that he had become the peer of a little girl. In Xuanmen, strength was respected. Zhou Yuanyuan believed that she was stronger than him, so she would not pay him the respects of a junior. His general... was saved!
However, the implication in Zhou Yuanyuan's words left Zhou Xi stunned. Bloodline? Did this child know about the relationship between the general and her family? That's right, since Zhou Yuanyuan was a member of the Xuanmen sect, some secrets weren't secrets at all in her eyes. It seemed he had underestimated Zhou Zhixin's family.
Zhao Qingshan stood aside, speechless. He hadn't yet connected Zhou Yuanyuan's reference to blood ties with General Zhou. He'd assumed Zhou Xi had some connection to Yuanyuan's family, but the reason was simple: Zhou Xi's face was etched with the words "guilty."
Xiaojiu is really amazing. He can even make Zhou Xi, such a fox-like character, have such an embarrassed expression?
Zhou Xi felt truly embarrassed. The secret he had been hiding from Zhou Zhixin's family was nothing in Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes. After all, for a cultivator, with such powerful strength, what could he possibly want? He had previously worried that the Zhou children, relying on General Zhou, would become stagnant. In reality, Zhou Yuanyuan might not have been so impressed by her status as General Zhou's great-granddaughter! However, for the general's health, Zhou Xi didn't worry about his own dignity. He stepped forward, intending to kneel before Zhou Yuanyuan and plead sincerely.
Taoist Baopu once said that those within the Xuanmen sect are both powerful and hard-hearted. The common people mean nothing to them, and blood ties mean nothing to them. For a cultivator, cultivation is all about practice. What a cultivator seeks is not worldly wealth, power, or status, but rather their own strength and the path to immortality.
As soon as Zhou Xi raised his foot, Zhou Yuanyuan knew what he was going to do. She pressed down lightly with one hand, and Zhou Xi's knee could not bend. Zhou Yuanyuan exposed Zhou Xi's thoughts, not to make him surrender, but because she was angry. Zhou Yuanyuan felt very unhappy when she thought about her family living under Zhou Xi's surveillance for the past few months.
Was Zhou Xi hiding Zhou Zhixin's true identity because he was afraid that his family would seek favors from General Zhou? Or was he afraid that his family would be too shameful to be presentable and bring shame to General Zhou? Either of these two points made Zhou Yuanyuan unhappy. She deliberately revealed it to remind Zhou Xi: Don't play tricks anymore. I don't want to bother with you!
Zhou Xi couldn't kneel down, and he couldn't help but feel horrified. While he was stunned, Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes were fixed on a long table against the wall in General Zhou's room. On the long table, there was a pot of "Asparagus Fern".
A faint fragrance emanated from the asparagus fern, slowly blending into the air. The fragrance was so faint that if Zhou Yuanyuan hadn't had her five senses hundreds of times more sensitive than an average person, she wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.
General Zhou's bedroom had two large windows, one facing south and one facing west. It was autumn, the season when chrysanthemums were in full bloom. Zhou Yuanyuan had just walked with Zhou Jiasheng through General Zhou's courtyard, where a wide variety of chrysanthemums were planted. It was blooming season, and a breeze blew, filling General Zhou's room with the fragrance of chrysanthemums.
When the fragrance of chrysanthemums filled General Zhou's room, his face turned paler.
"Grandpa, take my brother downstairs to play for a while! I'm here." What Zhou Yuanyuan did next seemed a little fantastical to ordinary people. Zhou Yuanyuan didn't want Zhou Jiasheng's three views to be destroyed, so she had to let Zhao Qingshan take him away first.
"Okay." Zhao Qingshan would not object to Zhou Yuanyuan's words. He took Zhou Jiasheng's hand and walked out of the room.
Zhou Jiasheng stared at General Zhou on the bed, then looked at his sister with a serious face. He wanted to say something but didn't say it, and just followed Zhao Qingshan away.
"Butler Zhou, please have someone remove the plant quickly. We'll talk about the rest later." As soon as Zhao Qingshan left, Zhou Yuanyuan turned around and gave an order to Zhou Xi. Without paying attention to Zhou Xi's next move, she sat down directly in front of General Zhou's bed.
Zhou Xi hurriedly moved the pot of "wenzhu" outside the door and dealt with it. When he turned around, he saw Zhou Yuanyuan stretched out a finger and pointed it at General Zhou's eyebrows.
A thin, milky-white wisp of spiritual energy slowly flowed from Zhou Yuanyuan's fingertips into General Zhou's brow. Zhou Yuanyuan manipulated the spiritual energy, guiding it through General Zhou's meridians. When the spiritual energy reached General Zhou's heart, her expression changed.
Oh no! How could General Zhou still have such a hidden danger hidden in his body? A thin layer of sweat appeared on Zhou Yuanyuan's forehead.
Zhou Yuanyuan's spiritual energy had already passed through several of General Zhou's main meridians, and a considerable amount had been absorbed by his body. The remaining spiritual energy was insufficient to dispel the shrapnel near his heart. Driven by the spiritual energy, the shrapnel began to slowly move.
Zhou Yuanyuan was startled as another wisp of spiritual energy entered General Zhou's body. She wasn't short of spiritual energy, but it was a tonic for ordinary people. If someone used too much, it could cause a physical explosion. She feared General Zhou might overdo it and be shattered. Alas! If only she had Xiaoyu's innate spiritual energy. Zhou Yuanyuan missed it terribly.
You should know that Xiaoyu's innate spiritual energy is many times more powerful than the spiritual energy cultivated by Zhou Yuanyuan. Not only is it full of spiritual power, but it also has a gentle effect on the human body. With Xiaoyu's spiritual energy to assist, Zhou Yuanyuan could easily cure all of General Zhou's hidden and internal injuries.
Zhou Yuanyuan's spiritual energy slowly drove the shrapnel in General Zhou's body away from his heart, one centimeter, two centimeters... When the shrapnel slid to his left rib, Zhou Yuanyuan stretched out her left hand, and lightly scratched General Zhou's left rib with her fingertips, and a black fragment shot out from General Zhou's body.
Zhou Yuanyuan held the black shrapnel in her left hand. Zhou Xi handed her a tray with a tactful look.
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