A letter of annulment is too flimsy...
Most of the people at the medical hall were still having their meals in the dining hall. Yan Huanyue strolled around the several shady courtyards of the medical hall.
Inside a bright hall with a window in the west courtyard, a woman was observing very carefully two red-eyed roosters pecking at each other in a cage on the table.
As the woman looked around, she quickly jotted down something on a pile of papers on the table, remarking as she did so:
"You eat and drink for free every day, and you don't have a single one who can fight. I think that little stupid chicken that Junior Sister Liu raises could take you two out of the world in one move. Can't you try to be more competitive so I can win some snacks this afternoon!"
Yan Huanyue waited a while, and when she saw that the two roosters had finished pecking, she knocked on the door and called out, "Elder Chu, I've come to check on the injuries."
The gate opened on its own, and Yan Huanyue lifted her skirt and stepped into the dappled light and shadow scattered by the locust leaves in her eyes. The shadows and light on her body were intertwined and confused.
Chu Baiyi remained standing by the table watching the chickens fight, then pointed with his small brush, indicating for her to sit by the north window.
"What happened?"
Yan Huanyue sat on the chair, smoothed her skirt with both hands, and replied, "Since yesterday, I have been experiencing severe pain in my soul. Last night, I was reading in the library until midnight and even had hallucinations... I don't know if they were hallucinations."
Chu Baiyi finally turned around, her clear eyes looking at her with a hint of a smile, and said, "Are you hallucinating or am I hallucinating? You actually stayed reading in the library until midnight?"
Yan Huanyue could tell Han Shuangying that she wanted to cultivate properly in the future, because Han Shuangying was her teacher, but she was inevitably a little vague when facing others, saying, "It will be checked, and I have to memorize some of it."
Chu Baiyi put down the small brush in his hand, made a hand seal to wash his hands, and then poured a little medicinal liquid made from several kinds of herbs onto his hands and applied it.
He walked up to Yan Huanyue, raised his hand and touched her brow. A clear aura spread into her mind, refreshing her soul.
"Your spirit is in good health, but you have some death energy on you from somewhere. However, it's not a big problem and won't hurt you. You can dissipate it by cultivating properly. Or, if you know whose death energy it is, you can offer something to the person who caused it to dissipate it."
Yan Huanyue asked, "Elder, why don't you take another look? Is it someone else's contamination, or is it my own...?"
Chu Baiyi clicked her tongue and scolded, "You child, what nonsense are you talking about? If it were your own death energy, would you still be sitting here? You're always so confused and talking nonsense."
Even as he said that, he still used his spiritual power to probe her spiritual center, and finally shook his head, saying, "Don't worry too much, how could it be yours?"
Yan Huanyue then asked, "If the death energy originates from my own soul, would it harm someone if I exchange a heart-to-heart contract with them?"
Seeing that she was young but asked such a serious question, Chu Baiyi chuckled and then gave her a push on the shoulder, saying, "You little rascal, you're quite considerate. You're so open about this kind of thing, hahaha."
Yan Huanyue pressed on, "If I truly generate death energy, will it harm the person I've formed a pact with?"
Chu Baiyi said, "Of course not. Even if someone is truly dead, the death aura surrounding them can still be used to form a bond of hearts for Daoist partners. How could such a pure and clean thing be hindered by death?"
Yan Huanyue understood the situation and remained silent.
Chu Baiyi raised her hand and grabbed at the air, and a white porcelain bottle flew from the wooden shelf by the west wall into her hand.
She poured the elixir from the bottle onto Yan Huanyue's ten fingers, which were wrapped in white gauze. She then quickly and gently removed the gauze from her fingers without leaving any blood or flesh. Yan Huanyue only felt a slight stinging pain.
While applying medicine to her ten fingers, Chu Baiyi also applied medicine to her palms and fingertips that had been pricked by wood chips, saying as she bandaged them:
"It seems the deathly aura is quite severe. You're quite the stoic child, managing to endure this much trouble. Take some Shouyuan Pills back later, one before bed each night... If the Mo Xian Sect's Ghost Gate still exists..."
The words were still in his mouth when he suddenly turned back to look at the door. A moment later, someone knocked on the open door.
Yan Huanyue looked up and saw Xue Jingnian walking in, bathed in the morning light, with bright scratches on his face.
"Elder Chu, I've injured my face. I've come to get some medicine."
Chu Baiyi asked curiously and in surprise, "What was this injury called again?"
Xue Jingnian said in a serious tone, "When I was competing with my fellow disciples, they cheated and didn't compete properly; they just wanted to scratch me."
Chu Baiyi quickly bandaged Yan Huanyue's wounds, then, eager to watch the two chickens fight, said, "These young disciples now... you can get your own medicine."
Xue Jingnian walked straight to the wooden shelf on the west wall without looking to the side, picked out a bottle of medicine and put it into his treasure pouch, then respectfully said, "Elder Chu, this disciple will take his leave now."
Chu Baiyi nodded casually.
After Xue Jingnian left, Yan Huanyue also got up to say goodbye.
As she stepped out of the clinic with a bottle of Shouyuan Pill and turned into a lush, wooded path, Xue Jingnian was already waiting for her under a ginkgo tree.
Seeing her approach, Xue Jingnian crossed his arms and chuckled softly, "Besides crying and baring your teeth and claws, what other skills do you have? You scratched me, but instead of apologizing, you just ignore me."
Yan Huanyue gritted her teeth. She was no match for Xue Jingnian at the moment, and there was no need to waste her time and emotions on him.
Instead of wasting time talking to this troublemaking young master, it's better to go to the Heart-Character Studio, read a few more pages of a book, and practice your cultivation technique.
How did you hurt your hand?
Yan Huanyue ignored him and silently walked past Xue Jingnian.
He caught up with her in a few strides and blocked her path, questioning, "Yan Baoying, do you really think you can't see me? Can't you see I was going easy on you yesterday? You're not even as good as me. If you really marry Senior Brother Yu, your cultivation will be insufficient, and you'll be hurt by him in the future..."
Yan Huanyue stopped and took out a letter from her bosom, stuffing it into his hand. She glanced at him sideways and said, "Xue Jingnian, since you admire Yu Zhao so much, fine, this is the letter of annulment I plan to send to the Yu family in Yunjing. I'm afraid you'll be happy to make the trip to send it for me, so that Yu Zhao can be freed."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Xue Jingnian was stunned for a moment, holding the letter and staring blankly for a while. He glanced at her departing figure and said, "Who knows if you're lying to me?"
Yan Huanyue said without turning her head, "I'll allow you to take a look. I don't think you'll destroy it and let your Senior Brother Yu suffer with me."
Upon hearing her say this, Xue Jingnian's hand holding the letter trembled slightly. He immediately tore open the envelope and quickly scanned it. Sure enough, it was a letter announcing the annulment of the engagement.
He suppressed his pounding heart, a bright smile playing on his lips, and called out to her, "Yan Baoying, I'll have the Xue family from the foot of the mountain send the letter to Yunjing immediately. You'll regret this."
Yan Huanyue gave a silent, cold laugh. She was so disgusted that she wished she could cut ties with Yu Zhao completely. How could she regret it?
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At noon, Yan Huanyue did not go back to rest, but stayed in Xinzizhai to recite and practice the Huanzhi chapter.
After reciting for a while, a food box suddenly landed on the desk with a "thud," and she looked up from a stack of books.
Gu Yuxiao chuckled as he lifted the lid and said, "I mentioned digging for bamboo shoots yesterday, but I didn't call you because your hand was injured. This is chicken and bamboo shoot soup made by my junior sister. She heard from Elder Chu that you've been restless these past few days, so she specially set aside a portion and added some calming herbs to it. Eat it while it's hot."
As she spoke, she put her book aside, took out a large bowl of fragrant chicken and bamboo shoot soup from the food box, and then took out a plate of shrimp buns and a plate of cucumber salad.
He then handed her the bowl, chopsticks, and spoons, and turned to leave.
Yan Huanyue was a little confused. She stood up and said, "Thank you, senior sister and senior brother. Senior brother, please stay and have some with us."
As Gu Yuxiao walked, he turned back and smiled, "I'm going back for a midday rest. We should all strive for harmony between man and nature and understand the principles of health preservation."
Unexpectedly, he walked too lightly and almost bumped into Xue Jingnian who rushed in. Fortunately, he sensed it in advance and took a few steps to dodge.
Gu Yuxiao stopped slightly, straightened his clothes, and looked at Xue Jingnian, saying in a leisurely tone, "Junior Brother Xue, Junior Sister Yan has injured her claws, so don't provoke her anymore."
Xue Jingnian seemed to be in a good mood and assured him, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Gu, I won't cause any trouble with her today."
Yan Huanyue didn't know what his purpose was, so she stood there silently observing him without saying a word.
Xue Jingnian looked at her, slightly raised his chin, and said in a slightly arrogant and boastful tone, "I've sent the letter, so even if you regret it, it's too late."
Tsk...
Yan Huanyue remained silent, thinking that someone was coming to cause trouble again.
Yan Huanyue didn't say a word, but sat down and picked up a spoon to drink the soup. She hadn't eaten anything all day, and after a spoonful of soup, she felt warm all over.
Once you take a spoonful, it's hard to stop.
She never expected that Senior Sister Han would cook for her personally.
How could she have always thought that with so many disciples in the Zhijing Hall, Senior Sister Han wouldn't care about a good-for-nothing like her?
It turns out that from beginning to end, she had simply locked herself away, hiding in a deep alley, afraid to look towards the dawn...
Xue Jingnian quietly approached and stood before her desk, looking at her trembling long eyelashes, and whispered, "You regret it? There's nothing to regret. He clearly doesn't like you, I..."
Yan Huanyue picked up the bowl of soup with both hands, and without caring whether it was hot or not, tilted her head back and took a big gulp.
Then she said calmly, "These are all too simplistic... Xue Jingnian, I have many regrets, but this will never be one of them. You can leave now; I don't want to argue with you today."
Xue Jingnian said nonchalantly, "I didn't come here to argue with you... I'll come back to find you this afternoon."
After saying that, he left with Gu Yuxiao, who was standing by the door watching them to prevent a fight from breaking out.
Yan Huanyue finished all the food, cleaned up the dishes, and carried the food box to the stream outside Zhijing Hall. She immersed the food box in the stream and used a hand seal to wash it.
After washing up and returning to his desk, he continued practicing the "Slow Stop" technique, circulating smoothly and his internal energy flowing freely.
However, the power of the five spiritual roots is too strong. The spiritual energy guided and softened by the "Spiritual Energy Transmission and Restraint Chapter" is immediately weakened into five uneven parts according to the five elements after entering the spiritual roots through the spiritual sea. When it enters the spiritual veins connected to each spiritual root, it cancels each other out and consumes too much, so it cannot be replenished.
However, the amount of spiritual energy that can be channeled in the spiritual sea each breath is limited. If there are too many spiritual roots, the spiritual energy will become mixed and scattered, unlike a single spiritual root of a certain attribute which can fill the spiritual meridians of the whole body in an instant. This is the difficulty of cultivating multiple spiritual roots.
Although it is difficult, there are always people who can find extraordinary paths, such as the sect leader's own senior sister, Song Lingwei, the peak master of Yuanxu Peak.
A peasant girl secretly learned 120 characters by studying outside the village school window. At the age of 23, she escaped from her home and joined the Tianyan Sect. It took her 20 years in the Zhijing Hall before she was able to become a disciple.
However, in less than sixty years, she managed to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage using her four spiritual roots, becoming one of the most powerful weapons in the world for the human race to fight against the demon race.
Even among those of the same generation with a single spiritual root, few can reach such a level.
In her previous life, Yan Huanyue only felt awe towards such a senior, and her own cultivation level made her dare not even think about it.
But given a second chance at life... besides seeking revenge, she also wants to become a disciple of Master Lingwei.
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