Chapter 578 Master, Isn't punishing yourself enough?



Chapter 576 Master, isn't punishing yourself enough?

Xiu Yuan's eyelashes trembled, and her heart ached slightly.

"It seems Xiaoyan still blames me."

"Master, isn't punishing yourself enough?" Yu Yan sighed.

Xiu Yuan felt the hand behind his back clench into a tight fist, the nails digging into his palm. "What punishment for yourself? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yu Yan: "Hmm? Disciple is talking nonsense? Then Master, tell me what's wrong with your body right now? Putting aside the fact that your cultivation level has dropped a few ranks, Master doesn't intend to remove the Gu poison inside your body?"

After being shocked, Xiu Yuan realized that his disciple's keen observation was to be expected.

"This Gu..."

"Alright, alright, I'll get it out for you, but you'll have to do me a favor later." Yu Yan pushed Xiu Yuan towards the inner hall.

Xiu Yuan had mixed feelings; he was indeed punishing himself.

After returning from the cultivation world, this curse was planted on him, and only constant pain could remind him of the magnitude of his mistake.

Whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, Su Ruoruo was indeed arranged by him, and he did indeed hurt his disciple.

He admitted his mistake.

"What kind of help do you need? Just tell me, Xiao Yan, and I will never refuse."

Before lying down, Xiu Yuan assured him.

Yu Yan checked his pulse: "Yes, I know."

After she regained her cultivation, she saw Xiu Yuan again a few days ago and immediately recognized the Gu poison in his body.

Today I saw the exact same thing on the Holy Lord again; the two are essentially the same person!

Her good master is really well hidden!

...

“I have a disciple who has awakened the bloodline of slaughter. Doesn’t your Holy Palace have a fourth young master who cultivates the path of slaughter? I would like to ask him to mentor him.”

Yu Yan said.

Xiu Yuan had just removed the Gu worm; his face was still somewhat pale. He leaned against the headboard and asked,

"Is he willing to cultivate demonic arts?"

Yu Yan: "You've awakened a bloodline of slaughter and still want to cultivate immortality? Don't you think the heavenly lightning hasn't struck you hard enough?"

Xiu Yuan smiled.

Slaughtering bloodlines and cultivating demonic powers is justifiable, but cultivating immortality is indeed not advisable, as the immortal path is inherently resistant to bloodshed.

Thinking of something, Yu Yan teased, "Besides, if the Palace Master of the Holy Palace can teach his disciples to cultivate immortality, then the Fourth Young Master of the Holy Palace must be no less capable."

Xiu Yuan sighed helplessly, "Xiao Yan..."

Yu Yan gave a soft snort, peeled a segment of orange, and put it to his mouth.

She said, "It's settled then!"

Xiu Yuan took a bite of the orange, the juice spilling out and splashing onto his heart: "Mmm."

"Master, I heard that Junior Sister has arrived."

Shen Qingyi walked in.

His original superior-subordinate relationship with the Holy Lord was instantly shortened by this address of "Master".

Xiu Yuan glanced at him but said nothing.

Before today, and after returning, Young Master Shen had never called him Master.

As soon as Xiao Yan arrived, she called out, her purpose obvious.

Oh.

He couldn't be bothered to expose him.

"Senior brother." Yu Yan hadn't seen Shen Qingyi for a long time either.

The man in blue was as handsome as ever. He sat down next to Yu Yan and said,

"I have prepared some food in my palace. You may visit me in a little while."

Yu Yan did not refuse: "Okay."

Shen Qingyi's brow relaxed, and he visibly became happy.

In the spatial rift

The man in white knelt on one knee on the ground, with some white downy hairs stained with blood hanging from the Yu Liu sword stuck in the ground.

Opposite them, the white tiger lay on the ground, blood gushing from its hind legs.

Di Lanchen was also covered in wounds, looking far more disheveled than Feng Su, though the latter was also quite injured.

"Still want to fight?" Feng Su asked, but it was a forced smile.

Di Lanchen glanced at the dying white tiger, but when he tried to lift his legs, he couldn't get up no matter what.

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