Unseal
Wen Zheng woke up groggily with a frown, and saw Mu Qing sitting to the side wiping his sword with a displeased expression, while Xiao Ze stood beside him explaining something.
"Give me some water," Wen Zheng said softly, her hand trembling as she reached out her hand.
Mu Qing paused in wiping his sword, then immediately poured a glass of water and went to the bedside to help Wen Zheng sit up. The glass was brought to her lips, and Wen Zheng, without thinking, drank it down in large gulps.
After drinking a glass of water, Wen Zheng felt much better, and her trembling hands could move freely again. Looking at Mu Qing's icy expression, she made a rare joke, "This isn't some kind of magic pill, is it?"
After she finished speaking, Mu Qing put down her cup and nodded, "The Rejuvenating Dew can bring the dead back to life."
The miraculous effect made Wen Zheng gasp, and she asked uncertainly, "You have such a good thing?"
It doesn't sound like something you can buy.
Xiao Ze smiled and stepped forward to explain, "You don't need to worry about that. The Rejuvenating Dew was a gift from the city lord as an apology."
That day, Wen Zheng was unconscious and was carried back by her junior brother. Xiao Ze thought she was dead. Later, when he learned that she was alright, he quickly went to the city lord to ask for some Spring Dew.
He told the outside world that it was an apology from the city lord, but in reality, it was also a way of showing them his attitude.
"Please thank the city lord for me." Wen Zheng completely forgot about the city lord's previous rudeness. Since he could offer such a good item, she decided to let bygones be bygones.
"I'll pass on the message, and also call a doctor to come and check on your injuries." Xiao Ze said a few words before leaving.
Inside the room, Wen Zheng and Mu Qing faced each other, their lips moving but unable to speak for a long time.
The dreams she had during her coma were probably real. Qingling Daoist didn't die; his soul was trapped and couldn't escape. She was the one who found a way to save Qingling Daoist.
While the claim is about saving lives, a transaction or cooperation would be more in line with the relationship between her and Qingling Daoist.
Thinking back to when she first woke up, Qingling Daoist had installed a system in her mind to help her win over Mu Qing, Wen Zheng's toes danced with embarrassment.
Why did she write such a "script" back then?
The toes under the blanket twitched, making a rustling sound that was particularly jarring in the quiet room. Mu Qing glanced at them and asked, "Your feet..."
"I'm fine," Wen Zheng interrupted him. "Um, I want to rest now, you can go out first."
She didn't want to see Mu Qing for the time being; she felt inexplicably ashamed.
Mu Qing stared at her with her back to him, eyes closed as if she were dozing. After a moment, he stood up and left the room.
The moment the door closed, his voice rang out from outside, "You get some rest. I'll have the doctor come later." Then his footsteps faded into the distance.
Wen Zheng listened to Mu Qing walk away and wanted to call out the system to find out what happened, but she was afraid that Mu Qing would hear her, so she gave up.
Mu Qing was extremely concerned about the death of her master, Daoist Qingling. If she knew that Daoist Qingling was in her hands, she would probably make her pay.
She remembered that in her dream she asked Qingling Daoist to help her seize a chance to live. As things stand, her chance to live has not yet appeared. She should keep it from Mu Qing for now and wait until she finds out the situation.
After thinking for a moment, Wen Zheng lay on her side on the bed and unconsciously turned the wooden bracelet on her wrist.
Inside a cave on the outskirts of Mingguang City, Li Ruyue sat cross-legged, meditating and regulating her breathing. All the black hair on her head had turned white and hung limply behind her head, and several wrinkles had appeared at the corners of her eyes.
In order to escape from Mu Qing and Xiao Ze, she used a forbidden technique that shortened her lifespan, and now her body is no different from that of a seventy or eighty-year-old woman in the human world.
Wen Zheng, who should have been killed, was not killed, and the feather fan was not retrieved. Li Ruyue's usually calm emotions were like boiling water, constantly churning.
If she fails to complete the mission, she doesn't need to go back.
Remembering the harsh punishments imposed by the sect, Li Ruyue frowned deeply.
At that moment, several hurried footsteps came from inside the cave, and several men in white robes knelt before her. "Elder, Ye Qiang and Li Fu have been killed."
Li Ruyue opened her eyes and looked at the kneeling men. "They're dead, so they're dead. They were just not as skilled as us. Do you still want me to avenge them?"
"This disciple dares not." The white-robed man who spoke quickly bowed his head, took out a jade pendant from his waist and handed it over, "This is the message they sent earlier, saying that they discovered a white deer with healing power, and that it has good talent."
Upon hearing about the white deer's healing power, Li Ruyue froze, "Is this really true?"
White deer with healing power are rare to begin with, and those with good talent are even harder to find. If we can find a white deer and bring it back, it would be a way to make amends for our past mistakes.
"Where is the white deer?" Li Ruyue asked.
The man in white lowered his head and looked at his companion. Before Li Ruyue could ask an impatient question, he hurriedly said, "They said they found traces of a white deer in Blue Water Town, but there has been no news since the Soul Jade shattered."
"Blue Water Town." After Li Ruyue finished speaking, she took out a map of the demon realm to check the location of Blue Water Town. It was far from where she was, but if the information was true, she could go there.
"Prepare the spirit boat; we're going to Bluewater Town to bring back the white deer," Li Ruyue instructed the group. Upon receiving the order, the man in white robes immediately left the cave to prepare.
Li Ruyue and the others walked away before she slowly got up and walked to the cave entrance. With her body nearing the end, she didn't know if she could still escape.
She managed to fool the people searching for her these past few days, so she'll have to find another way to get to Bluewater Town.
Li Ruyue took out a pill from her bosom and swallowed it. Her full head of white hair instantly turned black, and her loose skin became as firm and shiny as that of a sixteen-year-old girl.
Feeling the metallic taste of blood rising in her throat, she forcefully suppressed it, tapping her body with her fingertips a few times to calm the surging spiritual energy.
Once she had recovered enough, Li Ruyue changed into ordinary clothes and followed the man in white robes to Blue Water Town.
The City Lord's Mansion.
After two days of recuperation, Wen Zheng's injuries had mostly healed, but she remained quiet for a long time, becoming much quieter in front of Mu Qing.
"You've been talking very little lately," Mu Qing said, bringing over some nourishing soup. He had only noticed today that Wen Zheng wasn't as lively as before.
"Is there?" Wen Zheng took the medicine, stirring it in the dark brown liquid with a white porcelain spoon, but didn't drink it for a long time.
"Yes, you have something on your mind?" Mu Qingqing looked at her with cold eyes. "If you can resolve it, you can tell me, and I will help."
He couldn't stand seeing Wen Zheng quiet and not causing trouble; he always felt something was off.
Wen Zheng paused, the spoon in her hand still, and smiled faintly, "Do I look like someone with something on my mind? It's just that the medicine is too bitter, so bitter that I don't want to talk."
She looked down at the medicine, her eyes lowered, concealing her emotions.
This was the first time Mu Qing had seen Wen Zheng with such a perplexed expression. Not wanting to make things difficult for her, she sighed and said, "You must say it if you have something to say."
Wen Zheng gave a soft "hmm" and drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp. The bitter taste of the medicine made her frown.
Knowing that Wen Zheng was lying, Mu Qing didn't expose her. Instead, she brought up other things: "Xiao Ze said he could use a feather fan to help you break the seal. He asked when you would have time?"
Wen Zheng hadn't recovered from the bitterness yet. Hearing the question, she thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we go now, break the seal sooner, and return to the Immortal Chasing Sect sooner?"
"Okay, let's go over now." Mu Qing went over and helped Wen Zheng up. "Can you walk?"
Wen Zheng was injured by lightning two days ago, and after only two days of recuperation, she had to go to break the seal again. Mu Qing was afraid that she would faint on the way to break the seal.
With Mu Qing's help, Wen Zheng tentatively lifted her foot, "Walking slowly is no problem."
She broke free from Mu Qing's hand that was supporting her, and carefully took a step forward. Her body swayed slightly, but she did not fall.
Wen Zheng took a few more tentative steps until she reached the door, then turned back and said, "Let's go."
Mu Qing, seemingly lost in thought, nodded in response and followed behind Wen Zheng, keeping a close eye on her every move.
The two found Xiao Ze, who led them to the place where the feather fan was. Because of Li Ruyue's matter, the Lord of Vermilion Bird City had moved the feather fan to a different location, increased the number of guards, and made it exceptionally strict.
As soon as the three of them stepped in, the guards pointed their spears at them, and they were only allowed to pass after Xiao Ze produced his token.
Wen Zheng dodged the spear that nearly pierced her face and asked Xiao Ze, "There are so many guards. Has the city lord finally taken the safety of the feather fan seriously?"
This has never happened before.
Xiao Ze searched for the token in his storage bag without looking up and said, "You'll know when you see Zhuque."
Without saying much, he showed his token and led the two to the Lord of Vermilion Bird City. He waited by the feather fan for a long time before they arrived, and couldn't help but complain, "Why are you only arriving now?"
He was almost asleep while waiting.
Xiao Ze put away the token. His storage bag was a mess, a sorry sight. Annoyed by the sight, he simply tossed it aside and said, "Isn't it all because of all the obstacles you set up? And the tokens for each one are different."
It took quite a while just to find the token.
His rant silenced the Suzaku City Lord for a moment. His gaze unconsciously drifted to a certain spot, and seeing Wen Zheng lost in thought, he quickly called her over.
Wen Zheng walked over slowly, her injuries not fully healed.
The Lord of Suzaku City looked down slightly and saw Wen Zheng's eyes, which were not in a state of focus. He frowned and asked, "Why have you become so dull?"
"Huh?" Wen Zheng focused her gaze on Zhuque Chen Zhu. "What do you mean, 'dumb'?"
Her?
The Lord of Vermilion Bird City clicked his tongue and waved his hand. "It's alright. Are you ready to enter the Feather Fan to break the seal?"
Wen Zheng nodded, "Of course, now that we've come this far, nothing can stop me."
The Lord of Vermilion Bird City nodded, turned around and opened the passage into the Feather Fan, then said to Wen Zheng, "The remnant soul in the Feather Fan is almost dead. If there is an opportunity after the seal is broken, why not seek a chance?"
Wen Zheng paused as she stepped into the Feather Fan's room, then turned back and asked, "Aren't you worried about something as big as the Feather Fan's remnant soul dissipating?"
Wasn't the feather fan said to be a secret treasure of the demon race, extremely important?
If she remembered correctly, the remnant soul of the Feather Fan should be very important. When Li Ruyue affected the remnant soul before, the Lord of Vermilion Bird City even asked her to enter the Feather Fan and bring Li Ruyue out.
The Lord of Vermilion Bird City showed extreme indifference, saying, "Let it dissipate. After being tormented by unfilial descendants for so many years, it should have dissipated long ago."
These words sounded like a release for the remnant soul. Wen Zheng's lips moved slightly, but she didn't ask any further questions. She turned and walked into the feather fan.
As the familiar darkness descended, she opened her eyes to find herself surrounded by the familiar lakeside meadow and peacocks. She had inquired about the feather fan while recovering from her injuries, and with the help of the Vermilion Bird City Lord's explanation, she knew that the peacock before her was the remnant soul.
Thinking about the purpose of her visit, Wen Zheng stepped forward and bowed deeply, saying respectfully, "I am here to trouble you, senior. I am here because of an unknown seal on my dantian. I humbly request your help to remove the seal." After speaking, she looked up at the peacocks grooming themselves by the lake.
The peacock was still preening its feathers, its small eyes staring blankly at the lake, while its feathers were colorful and dazzling.
Wen Zheng waited for a while, but the peacock didn't move. She tentatively approached the peacock, but it remained motionless.
When the person and the peacock were almost touching, Wen Zheng tentatively reached out and touched the peacock's head. The crest of feathers swayed under her touch, and she felt a warmth in her palm. She touched it again.
The peacock seemed to have gotten annoyed by her touching it, shook its head, and transformed into a beam of light, rushing towards Wen Zheng's stomach.
The ball of light was a size larger than a fist, and the scorching heat it emitted made Wen Zheng take a step back. She had just taken a step to escape when the ball of light knocked her to the ground, and she almost fainted.
Time seemed to pass for a long time, yet also in the blink of an eye. The ball of light flew out, but did not transform back into the shape of a peacock, and slowly dissipated.
"Your fate is quite interesting. I'm about to disappear. Before I do, I'll give you a chance."
The ball of light slowly shrank, leaving behind these words before completely dissipating in front of Wen Zheng.
Wen Zheng awoke from the excruciating pain, her head still spinning. She instinctively bowed, saying, "May you rest in peace, Senior." With that, she drew her feather fan.
Outside the feather fan, the Lord of Vermilion Bird City looked at Wen Zheng as she emerged and asked, "Has the seal been lifted?"
"Hmm." Wen Zheng stood up, supporting herself with one hand, and patted the dust off her clothes. "The remnant soul has dissipated. Before it left, it said it would give me a chance, but I don't know what it is."
There was nothing unusual about him, so it shouldn't be any important opportunity.
Xiao Ze curiously leaned closer and asked, "Didn't you ask clearly?"
Wen Zheng shook her head.
The Lord of Suzaku City stood between the two and said, "I'll know once I see." He reached out and grabbed Wen Zheng's wrist, closed his eyes to probe, and opened them after a while.
"You're really lucky."
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