Chapter 57 Chapter 57 He was raised by me
A red line slowly appeared and lingered on the fingertips of the two people. It was thin and soft, like a fluttering feather, looking like a fragile work of art. Then, as Ye Nanque drew out the Hengshui Sword with his bare hands and completely closed his eyes, it dissipated into the air without being noticed by anyone.
Mu Jiulin hugged Ye Nanque's body, and pointed his trembling fingers at his spiritual orifice, trying to let the spiritual energy flow in.
But Ye Nanque's body was dry, and no matter how much spiritual energy entered, it quickly dissipated.
Mu Jiulin's voice trembled, and he didn't know who he was comforting. "It's okay, Senior Brother, the Medicine Immortal Senior from the Holy Medical Sect is here too. I'll go and ask her for help. It will be okay. Senior Brother doesn't like me crying, so I won't cry anymore. Look at me, open your eyes and look at me. Am I not crying..."
Ye Nanque could no longer answer him a single word.
Without Ye Nanque's source of power, the stone fell from the sky, the Heng River gradually began to flow again, and the sky brightened. Without the lingering evil water and demonic energy, everyone saw the scene clearly and cheered.
"Mu Jiulin killed Ye Nanque, the possessed demon!"
"It's really worthy of being Mu Jiulin!"
"This time, the crisis in Jiuzhou has been resolved by him!"
"Mu Jiulin deserves the credit."
"It turns out that Xuanzong's prophecy was indeed correct."
"Mu Jiulin! Young Master Mu!"
His name was held high, respected and supported by people, and people cheered and rejoiced that this catastrophe had been stopped.
Jiang Caiyu had just endured the barrier and was now exhausted. He had no energy to speak. He simply stood there, feeling his body grow colder and colder. His blood and heart were cold. He didn't know why he was so cold. Jiang Caiyu gripped Jianshan so tightly that the veins on the hilt were engraved deep into his flesh, just as Ye Nanque's calm, yet bloodless face was engraved deep into his eyes.
Many times, many times, this face, with a faint smile, called him "Master."
You Bihuai noticed his annoyance and offered comfort, "He committed a heinous crime and brought this upon himself. This outcome was to be expected. Junior Brother Jiang, please don't take it too seriously."
Mu Jiulin had used up most of his spiritual power and could not hold on any longer, so he fell from mid-air. He barely managed to protect Ye Nanque's body and stood firm.
Master Yichuan stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and shook his head: "Donor Ye's breath is gone, and his spiritual veins are completely destroyed."
Mu Jiulin: "His spiritual veins are completely destroyed? How could that be... He is a cultivator, he should be able to maintain his health even if he was stabbed..."
"Even the ancient great demons feared the Hengshui Sword, let alone that he is only a cultivator. Donor Mu, you actually understand everything in your heart."
Mu Jiulin stared at Yichuan blankly, as if he didn't understand what he was saying.
He numbly embraced Ye Nanque's body and walked to Yan Xichuang: "Senior Medicine Immortal, my senior brother..."
Yan Xi Chuang recalled the Duqing he had accidentally glimpsed that day. He understood things better than others and turned away. "My dear nephew, even if I were to bring back the dead with my magic hands, I couldn't bring Xiao Nanque back to life."
Someone on the side said, "Young Master Mu has a kind heart, but I think there is no need to save such a villain."
"Yeah, rescue him and then destroy the world?"
"Young Master Mu, we know you have a kind heart, but it's okay to be kind to others. Ye Nanque, there's really no need for that."
"Today is a good day. Young Master Mu saved us all and the entire Jiuzhou cultivation world. We should hold a celebration banquet. Let's all go back and have a drink to celebrate."
So noisy, why are they all laughing, why... they are so happy.
Mu Jiulin had a splitting headache and fell to the ground with Ye Nanque in his arms.
Yan Xi Chuang hurriedly called out, "Take Mu Jiulin back to the Holy Medical Sect."
Jiang Caiyu walked over slowly and glanced at Mu Jiulin lightly: "Mu Jiulin came from my Yu Jian Sect, so my Yu Jian Sect should take care of him."
In the battle of Hengshui, all seven sects were affected, and all the disciples were injured. They, the disciples of the Holy Medical Sect, were also responsible for the post-war medical work, and they had to go back to make arrangements. She was also feeling a headache. She knew Jiang Caiyu, who was a person of guaranteed character and had a deep friendship with Mu Feng. She had also been very good to Mu Jiulin before.
Yan Xi Chuang nodded: "Well, that's fine. If you need anything, just send me a message and I'll arrange it."
Jiang Caiyu didn't look at her, his gaze fixed on Ye Nanque. He bent down and slowly lifted Ye Nanque up: "I raised him with my own hands, and it's only right that I should bring him back to the Imperial Sword Sect."
Yan Xichuang looked at Jiang Caiyu for a second longer and felt that there was something strange about her that he couldn't describe. However, Jiang Caiyu might just be too tired because she had consumed too much energy just now. Yan Xichuang didn't think much about it and just nodded, thinking that no one would compete with him for this.
You Bihuai had noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Caiyu, so he stepped forward to cover it up and ordered people to bring back the bodies of Mu Jiulin and Ye Nanque. Jiang Caiyu had no objection to Mu Jiulin, but he refused when others wanted to touch Ye Nanque.
You Bihuai did not force him, and let him carry Ye Nanque all the way back to the Yu Jian Sect, and went straight into Jing Xiao Hall, closed the door, and did not see anyone.
Qin Qi watched helplessly as Jiang Caiyu carried Ye Nanque's lifeless body back home. He was stunned. With red eyes, he asked You Bihui: "Master, Master, what happened to my senior brother...what happened to him?"
You Bihuai was never good at explaining things to others, so he just said, "Take good care of your master. Call me if you need anything."
Qin Qi stood guard at Jiang Caiyu's door for a long time, vaguely understanding what had happened. Wiping his tears, he whispered, "Master, Senior Brother Ye... in fact, he definitely doesn't want to go astray. He always values us very much, especially you, Master. He is obviously younger than me, but because of his seniority, everyone calls him Senior Brother, so he really acts like everyone's Senior Brother and wants to do everything worthy of the title. If you occasionally praise him, he will be happy for a long time. If you frown, he will think he has not done well enough. I was also very scared when he grabbed me, but then I realized that Senior Brother Ye would not really hurt me. Even if he grabbed me and deliberately said he would throw me into the river, I would still be fine."
"Senior Brother... he's always been very good, at least, not as bad as others say. I roughly know why he did those things before. Others say he's jealous, selfish, and hypocritical, but I think he's just afraid. He's afraid that he's not the most special one in your heart, that he's no longer worthy of being our eldest senior brother. I grew up with Senior Brother and have been with him longer than you, Master. I know him best, and I won't be wrong."
There was no response from the room for the entire day. It was not until the next morning that You Bihuai, worried about Jiang Caiyu, came to visit her with Hong Xuan. Jiang Caiyu finally emerged from the room and, looking at You Bihuai, asked, "He committed a heinous crime and did evil things, and now he's reaping the consequences. Is this his own fault?"
It goes without saying who the "he" here refers to, it is none other than Ye Nanque.
You Bihui paused for a moment and nodded: "Not bad."
Jiang Caiyu placed her hand on her chest and asked doubtfully, "Then why do I feel so uncomfortable here?"
You Bihuai was unable to answer: "This... maybe you are thinking about the friendship between master and disciple in the past."
Jiang Caiyu turned to Hong Xuan and asked, "Do you think so too?"
Hong Jun was speechless, not knowing how to answer, and nodded.
Jiang Caiyu asked again: "They all say he is wrong, but why don't I think so?"
You Bihui stared at Jiang Caiyu and listened to him say, "Qin Qi asked me to forgive him, but I feel like I should be the one asking for his forgiveness. Why is that?"
Hong Xuan: "Junior brother, you are too tired. You should have a good rest."
Jiang Caiyu: "I sat next to Nan Que, I looked at him, and thought about it all night, but I couldn't figure it out. Do you know the answer?"
You Bihuai frowned. He originally thought that Jiang Caiyu was mentally exhausted due to the war in Hengshui, but now it seemed that something was not right with him. His expression and tone were the same as usual, but his words revealed a sense of obsession.
Ye Nanque, does Ye Nanque have such a great influence on Jiang Caiyu?
Jiang Caiyu was silent for a moment, then slowly covered her chest with her hands. Then, in an overly calm tone, she said, "Master, why is it so... painful here?"
Jiang Caiyu tried to use his years of understanding of the human body to express his feelings at the moment, but it was still wrong. He not only felt chest tightness, but a kind of tightness that brought dull pain even when he breathed. He didn't know how to describe it. He had no internal injuries, so he should... not feel pain.
You Bihuai had always believed that Jiang Caiyu was someone he never needed to worry about. His junior fellow apprentice had always been more resolute and decisive than he was since childhood. Jiang Caiyu didn't really need his help, but had always been his solid right-hand man. So now that Jiang Caiyu was facing these problems, he wasn't sure how to help him.
I can only ask: "Junior Brother Jiang, what do you want to do?"
As they were talking, a disciple reported to You Bihuai about Mu Jiulin's condition: "Young Master Mu's spiritual veins are disordered, he has a fever, and he hasn't regained consciousness yet."
Jiang Caiyu's face suddenly became even colder: "Mu Jiulin, Brother, please leave him to me. He was once my disciple. I will take care of him."
You Bihuai: "Junior Brother Jiang, you should take a good rest first, don't worry about these things..."
Jiang Caiyu: "I'll send someone to pick up Mu Jiulin."
You Bihui paused and said, "Okay."
Without waiting for You Bihui to speak again, Jiang Caiyu returned to the room, where Ye Nanque was lying quietly. Jiang Caiyu washed her handkerchief and wiped the blood splattered on Ye Nanque's cheek bit by bit.
He had no expression on his face, and his limbs were a little stiff because he rarely did such things.
As she wiped, for some reason, more and more blood appeared. Jiang Caiyu stopped suspiciously, raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth, and found that blood was overflowing.
Strange, he thought, he had no internal injuries.
Before he could figure out where the blood came from, Jiang Caiyu suddenly lowered his head and started coughing violently. The ground became red and black, and the blood became more and more, which was particularly ugly.
Jiang Caiyu glanced sideways and saw Ye Nanque's hand hanging by the bed, a pale grey with distinct purple veins. He slowly raised his hand to hold it, and only then did the salty, fishy taste of blood in his mouth feel less unbearable, and his chest... his chest seemed to have less of a dull ache.
It’s so cold, Ye Nanque’s hands are really... so cold.
He stared at his and Ye Nanque's clasped hands, remaining silent for a long time.
After a long, long time, the glass eyeballs turned gently, and said something as if to itself: "Is it... too cold here?"
Ye Nanque hovered in mid-air, watching all this unfold. "...Dude, can you tell me what's going on? Why am I floating in the air? Where's the next mission?"
System: [As you can see, you are now in a spirit state. Are you surprised? Are you happy?]
Ye Nanque: […I’ll give you ten seconds to explain clearly.]
System: [There's a delay at headquarters. You may need to stay here for a while before you can make the next transmission. Don't worry, we'll definitely do what we promised you.]
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