Leng Yan was shocked by the bold idea in her mind, but she couldn't help but become more and more certain about her guess.
Leng Yan rubbed his forehead and forced himself to suppress the thoughts in his mind. After all, he was not sure yet. If he doubted it, he would become more and more convinced that his guess was correct. It would affect him when he investigated the matter.
At this time, Xing Luo's voice rang out from the courtyard: "Jiayang, how are you?"
Leng Yan looked up at the door and saw Xing Luo running in. Mo Qinglan was waiting for her in the yard.
Seeing this, Leng Yan felt even more satisfied with Mo Qinglan. Leng Yan looked at Xing Luo and saw that her chest was covered in blood. She couldn't help but feel helpless.
Leng Yan said to Xing Luo, "Changle, I'm fine. You should quickly clean up the blood on your clothes. It would be bad if you scare people." Xing Luo looked at his clothes and found a large bloodstain on his chest, which looked really scary.
Xing Luo rolled his eyes at Leng Yan and said, "You actually despise me? The blood on my clothes was caused by you." Leng Yan said helplessly, "I don't despise you." Xing Luo smiled frivolously and said, "Okay, I forgive you. I don't think you dare to despise me."
Looking at Xing Luo's frivolous smile, Leng Yan sighed in her heart that Xing Luo and Mo Qinglan really liked each other. Their frivolous expressions when they smiled were exactly the same.
With that, Xing Luo walked out of Leng Yan's house and headed towards his residence.
After Xing Luo left, Gong Cang's eyes fell on the female disciple who was clinging to Leng Yan's door frame outside and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Hearing that it was the moody Gong Cang who was asking the question, the female disciple at the door flinched for a moment, then bravely said, "To answer the elder, we are worried about our senior sister, so we came to see her."
Gong Cang said, "It's okay, you can go back." Seeing the junior sisters at the door looking at her eagerly, Leng Yan said, "Okay, I'm fine, go back quickly." The junior sisters left reluctantly.
Qingyu looked at the female disciples leaving and teased Leng Yan, "Yan'er is really amazing. They actually listen to you so much." Leng Yan said in a cold tone, "Thank you for the compliment."
Seeing Qingyu's nose being touched, Hui Gongcang felt so happy. Gongcang asked Leng Yan, "Does Yan'er want to rest for a while?" Leng Yan said calmly, "I can't sleep."
Although the pain in her body was not as severe as before, Leng Yan still felt uncomfortable.
At this time, Xing Luo came back after changing her clothes. She walked to the bedside and asked Leng Yan, "Jiayang, how do you feel?" Leng Yan said, "Much better."
Xing Luo grabbed Leng Yan's other hand and said, "Your hand is still so cold, but it's much better now. I have a fire spirit root, so I'll transfer some spiritual power to you to relieve it."
As he was about to transfer spiritual power into Leng Yan's body, Qingyu quickly stopped him: "No, Yan'er has ice spiritual roots. Your spiritual power attributes conflict with hers. Forcing spiritual power into her will damage her tendons and veins."
Xing Luo panicked as soon as he heard it, and responded repeatedly: "Okay, I won't lose my spiritual power to her. I'm sorry Jiayang, I don't know."
Leng Yan said, "Nothing." Xing Luo took Leng Yan's hand and said, "Then I'll warm your hands." Leng Yan let Xing Luo warm her hands. However, she didn't tell Xing Luo that she was so cold that she almost lost consciousness. Even if Xing Luo warmed her hands, she still wouldn't feel it.
Leng Yan tried to pull her other hand back from Qingyu's grasp, but Qingyu held it tightly. Leng Yan frowned and struggled, but still couldn't pull it free. Leng Yan said to Qingyu, "You don't have to transfer spiritual power to me. I'm fine. I just need to endure for three days. There's no need to waste spiritual power."
Qingyu didn't say anything, but she still didn't let go of his hand. Xingluo spoke up at this moment: "Jiayang, just let him lose. He cares about you, and giving you spiritual power will make you feel better."
Leng Yan frowned and said, "Changle..." Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Xing Luo: "Stop talking. You don't care about your own body. If you don't feel sorry for me, then I do."
Leng Yan stopped talking after hearing this. Qing Yu then asked Leng Yan, "What do you want to do with the person Yan'er put the curse on you?"
As soon as these words came out, all three people in the room looked at Leng Yan. Leng Yan said calmly, "You can handle the disciple as you wish. I'm not interested in that matter, but there's no need to involve the sect."
Leng Yan is not a saint. She will not easily let go of those who harm her, but she will not implicate innocent people either.
Qingyu nodded and said, "Yan'er is really kind." Leng Yan glanced at Qingyu and said nothing.
Then Qingyu looked at Gong Cang and said, "Gong Cang, you come and transfer spiritual power to Yan'er while I go and take care of this matter."
Gong Cang walked over, took Leng Yan's wrist and transferred spiritual power to her. Qingyu walked out of Leng Yan's room and headed towards the competition venue. Before leaving, Qingyu took out a bottle of pills and handed it to Leng Yan, telling her to take one pill every hour.
When Qingyu returned to the platform, the elder immediately kowtowed to Qingyu and apologized, begging Qingyu to spare their sect.
Qingyu picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. Then, smiling, he said to the elder, "Elder Zhang, please get up quickly. How can you be blamed for this?"
The people around him had mixed reactions when they heard this. Qingyu was really quick to change his attitude. He had previously said he wanted to settle the score with others, but now he was pretending to be a good guy. However, they could only complain in their hearts. After all, they couldn't afford to offend Qingyu, and even less so the Qingyuan Sect behind him.
Elder Zhang ignored his bleeding head and looked at Qingyu in surprise, saying, "Are you really not going to implicate Luoqing Sect?" Qingyu smiled and nodded, saying, "Yan'er is kind and can't bear to blame Luoqing Sect, but that disciple..."
Elder Zhang immediately responded, "We in the Luoqing Sect don't have that disciple. Furthermore, the Luoqing Sect will transfer ten of its shops to the Qingyuan Sect. And for ten years, Qingyuan Sect disciples will be able to train in the Luoqing Sect's Soul-Calming Tower at any time. Is Elder Qingyu satisfied?"
He was no fool; of course he could tell that Qingyu meant Leng Yan was willing to forgive, but whether Qingyuan Sect was willing to forgive depended on what Luoqing Sect did. Although these conditions meant a huge loss for Luoqing Sect, they were nothing compared to the destruction of the sect.
Qingyu smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Elder Zhang." Elder Zhang said, "You are too polite, Elder Qingyu. It's not worth thanking for such a small matter." Qingyu tapped his folding fan on his other hand and said, "Since Luoqing Sect is so sincere, Qingyuan Sect will not pursue this matter."
Elder Zhang immediately thanked him, and Qingyu said, "Elder Zhang, don't forget that disciple." Elder Zhang immediately nodded to show that he understood.
Qingyu smiled and said, "Okay, Elder Zhang, please go back to your seat." Elder Zhang immediately got up from the ground and returned to his seat.
Qingyu glanced at Han Qing beside him and said, "Since the matter has been resolved, I will take my leave first." After that, he disappeared from the platform.
Elder Zhang returned to his seat and immediately told the Sect Master about the matter. He breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the Sect Master's consent.
On the other side, the leader of the Luoqing Sect stared at the information on the jade slip for a long time, then he sighed, stood up and began to arrange an apology.
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