Chapter 41: He Huan Sect Master Bai Yue Guang 2 Picking Up the Male Lead
All is quiet except for the gurgling sound of the brook.
Someone lay in the grass, seemingly dead, in an inconspicuous spot by the stream. Their fingers moved slightly, almost imperceptibly. However, in this desolate wilderness, the body might have been carried off by a wild animal, and no one would have known.
Wen Qianning finally got rid of Sang Yu's entanglement. Now he ran out of the sect alone to relax, but he never thought that when he passed by this place, he felt that the stream here seemed to have extremely strong spiritual power, as rare as nectar.
The stream gurgled into a pool. When Wen Qianning closed her eyes, she could feel the fresh and comfortable spiritual power emanating from the water.
She was delighted, thinking that on the one hand, the restlessness she had felt in the past few days could be effectively cleared, and on the other hand, it would help to improve her spiritual power. She looked around and confirmed that no one would come to such a remote place. Then, she took off her clothes without hesitation and slowly stepped into the pool.
He could clearly feel a lot of spiritual power slowly seeping into his skin, wandering around in his body, and gradually seeping into his bones. Wen Qianning felt extremely satisfied and closed his eyes comfortably.
After closing her eyes, her hearing seemed to become much more sensitive, and she could clearly hear the chirping of insects and birds in the distance.
Or perhaps it was the influx of spiritual power, her sense of smell seemed to be amplified a hundred times. Hmm... why did she seem to smell a faint scent of blood?
After sniffing it again to make sure it wasn't an illusion, Wen Qianning quickly opened her beautiful eyes, hastily put on a pure white dress, stood up, and carefully looked around to see where the strange smell of blood came from.
Wen Qianning thought, maybe it was the smell of blood flowing out of some injured animal.
But when she saw a piece of clothing among the weeds not far away...she suddenly felt unwell.
There seems to be a person lying in the grass?!
Had he accidentally walked into the scene of some corpse dumping crime?... A trace of panic emerged in Wen Qianning's heart, but then she thought, now she is the leader of the Hehuan Sect, with great magical powers. Few people can defeat her, let alone a corpse that can't even move.
So she plucked up her courage and took a closer look.
She found that the person lying there... judging from his figure, looked like a young boy.
Probably the same age as Sang Yu, only around fourteen or fifteen years old.
However, the boy's current condition did not look too good. His body was covered in blood and dirt, and his clothes were tattered. He was dying, his life hanging by a thread. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to feel any movement from him.
Thinking that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, Wen Qianning gently turned the boy over, thinking of giving him treatment quickly.
But after seeing the boy's cold and handsome face, his eyes widened in shock.
W-What’s going on?
Although the boy's face looked much younger and more immature than in the previous world, his facial features were exactly the same. She would recognize him even if he turned into ashes. The person in front of her... was Ji Hanlin!
But why did the hero still look like a child? The original novel that the system had shown her clearly stated that the hero had failed to transcend the tribulation at the late Nascent Soul stage, thus losing all his cultivation and falling into a remote place, where he was eventually picked up by the leader of the Hehuan Sect.
At this moment, Wen Qianning had no time to explore why the male protagonist appeared at this time, and why the male protagonist had become so much smaller than in the original plot. She quickly laid Ji Hanlin flat, and then used her luck to slowly pass her spiritual energy through his body.
The spiritual energy in the body of the leader of the Hehuan Sect was full of vitality. Not long after it was transferred into the body of the young man, it began to take effect. His breathing gradually became smoother and his vital signs gradually recovered.
"Huh..." This was the first time Wen Qianning used his spiritual power after traveling through time, and he was not very skilled yet. After a while, he felt exhausted.
She stopped breathing and lay down beside the young man, exhausted. She secretly thought that after she rested for a while, she would bring Ji Hanlin back to the Hehuan Sect...
He didn't notice at all that the boy next to him twitched his eyelashes slightly.
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Where is this...
When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by an unfamiliar white bed curtain. Ji Hanlin, with a splitting headache, held his forehead and struggled to get up, wanting to know where he was.
"Are you awake?"
The woman in front of him had long black hair that fell to her waist like a waterfall, as soft as silk. She was wrapped in a white dress with layers of light gauze like clouds, which made her skin look whiter than snow and as cool as the bright moon.
Meeting those eyes that seemed to conceal a pool of autumn water, Ji Hanlin couldn't help but be stunned.
"How is it? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" The woman gently, considerately and expertly brought him a glass of water, her every move exuding a captivating aura.
He hesitated for a moment and did not take the water immediately. Beautiful things are often poisonous, and no one knows whether the charming woman in front of him is also poisonous.
As if noticing the boy's hesitation, Wen Qianning smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, this water isn't poisonous. I saved you. If I wanted to harm you... I should have left you to fend for yourself in the wilderness long ago. Why would I have gone to such great lengths to treat you?"
Hearing the woman's words, Ji Hanlin's eyes flashed with surprise. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the case.
So he took the water she handed him and drank it all in one gulp.
"...Thank you for saving my life, young lady." He restrained his expression and said calmly, "Excuse me, young lady, where are we now?"
Wen Qianning coughed lightly, blinked, and said, "This is... the Hehuan Sect."
Ji Hanlin: "..."
"I am the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Wen Qianning."
Ji Hanlin: “?”
He really didn't expect that the woman in front of him, who was wearing a plain dress with fluttering sleeves, was so fresh and unworldly, and had a bit of a pretty face, was actually the leader of the Hehuan Sect.
He imagined that the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, who practiced this secret technique, should be experienced and bewitching people.
In short, she is not at all similar to this gentle woman who looks sacred and inviolable.
"That's right, I saved you and brought you back to the Hehuan Sect." Wen Qianning tilted her head, ignoring the surprise and confusion in his eyes, and pretended to be ignorant and asked, "What about you? What's your name, and how did you end up in such a remote place with so many injuries?"
As if remembering something, the boy's eyes darkened and a flash of anger appeared in them.
But perhaps he still had some concerns, so he didn't show them. He simply answered Wen Qianning's question, "My name is Ji Hanlin. I was originally a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect... but because I committed a minor offense, I was expelled from the sect."
He looked like he didn't want to say anything more.
Oh... Wen Qianning glanced at him and knew that he didn't want to say it. They had only known each other for a short time, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Teenagers at this age, in the midst of puberty, have their own little thoughts. Although the male protagonist is calm and self-controlled, and good at hiding his emotions, he is still a fifteen-year-old boy after all. No matter how well he hides it, the flash of hatred is caught by Wen Qianning.
Did the original novel briefly describe the protagonist's experiences during his youth, before he came to the Hehuan Sect? She frowned and thought carefully, convinced that the original plot only briefly mentioned that the protagonist had previously practiced in the Qingyun Sword Sect.
So what happened to him that he almost died in such a remote place?
Never mind. Seeing the male protagonist like this, he probably doesn't want to return to Qingyun Sword Sect. Wen Qianning thought to herself, forget about it, and picked up a bowl of medicinal soup next to him, handed it to Ji Hanlin, and said with a consoling smile, "Now that you've come to Hehuan Sect, you should rest and recuperate here first. Come, drink this bowl of medicinal soup."
Thinking that the hero was only a fifteen-year-old boy, Wen Qianning hesitated for a moment, took out a piece of candied fruit, and coaxed him like a child: "Be good, don't be afraid of bitterness. As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter!"
"You can eat this candy after you finish taking the medicine in one go~"
It was just coaxing a child, she had never seen Ji Hanlin so naive before, and her voice couldn't help but soften, like a teacher who was patiently guiding the child.
However, Ji Hanlin obviously didn't buy it and looked at her speechlessly.
"I'm not an ignorant child. There's no need to talk to me in that childish tone." Ji Hanlin spoke in a mature tone, sighed, and looked quite helpless.
"Okay." Although Wen Qianning agreed, she didn't really listen. Seeing Ji Hanlin drink the bowl of medicine in one breath, she couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes wide, and applauded with a smile as if to encourage a child, "Wow, Xiaolin is amazing, he drank it all in one breath."
Ji Hanlin: "..."
That's all.
"Alright, next, you need this Sect Master to help you heal your injuries." Wen Qianning guided Ji Hanlin with a gentle smile, "Turn around."
Ji Hanlin listened to her words obediently and turned around, but he was hesitant in his heart. He didn't know much about the secret techniques of the Hehuan Sect, and these secret techniques were often not known to people from outside the sect.
He hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether touching the skin would affect the practice of the Hehuan Sect's secret technique. But when he thought of the Hehuan Sect, he remembered that they used the sexual relations between men and women for practice, so perhaps touching the skin would be more effective... ?
After hesitating for a moment, he finally slowly took off his shirt.
Wen Qianning: “?”
Why did the male protagonist take off his shirt for no reason? Wen Qianning looked at Ji Hanlin in confusion, but seeing that he was prepared, she didn't ask anything and prepared to make some hand gestures and give him some energy.
Wen Qianning placed her palm on Ji Hanlin's back. She lowered her eyes and stared at Ji Hanlin's still slightly pale face. She pinched her fingertips and strands of spiritual energy flowed out, winding into his body like a spirit snake.
Her own spiritual energy turned into a warm spring, slowly soaking the broken parts. Following her guidance, Ji Hanlin clearly felt that certain parts of his body began to change.
He could feel that the woman seemed to transmit all the spiritual power she could to him without reservation, and it took effect so quickly that the pain in some parts of his body gradually subsided after a while.
However, the beads of sweat on Wen Qianning's forehead became more and more dense.
A large amount of spiritual energy had been used to heal his injuries yesterday, and today he had to use spiritual energy again for a second treatment. Wen Qianning just wanted Ji Hanlin to recover as soon as possible, but he didn't expect that because he had not yet mastered the method, he had exhausted all his energy at once.
So, she collapsed without any warning.
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