Chapter 117, Part 3: The Sickly Beauty of the Cultivation World
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Wanheng took out a strip of cloth from his storage bag and tied Chu Yansheng to his back.
He carried his younger sister in his arms and his junior sister on his back, and quickly left the cave.
In the end, he didn't dare ask his junior sister why she was in such a state staying in his cave.
Only when he was the only one left in the cave did Xu Qingzhou slump down and weakly slump onto the stone table.
Why wasn't she the target of the mission?
If she's not the target of the mission, then who is she?
Does she exist in this world?
Xu Qingzhou felt a surge of irritation.
If only he still had memories of those previous worlds.
That way, he can gather more information, instead of relying solely on his intuition and instincts.
His gaze gradually hardened.
I must become stronger as soon as possible.
He's so powerful that the system can no longer restrain him!
Although Jiang Wanheng didn't dare to ask that day, he still learned from Chu Yansheng why she was in Xu Qingzhou's cave.
She is about to break through the Foundation Establishment stage and enter the Golden Core stage.
The master noticed her condition and summoned her to the cave to check on her.
She didn't know what happened afterward.
Neither Jiang Wanheng nor Chu Yansheng paid any attention to the strangeness and continued to cultivate on Wugou Peak as before.
However, there are still differences.
On Wugou Peak, where Jiang Wanheng and Chu Yansheng once lived, there is now a frail and beautiful woman residing there.
At first, Jiang Wanheng was a little worried that the two girls wouldn't get along well.
Fortunately, Chu Yansheng treated the new girl who moved in very well, and liked to go and talk to her whenever he had free time.
Yu Wanwan is an extremely gentle person, and due to her health condition, she is also too lazy to cause trouble.
The two girls got along quite well.
In the blink of an eye, Yu Wanwan had been living on Wugou Peak for a month.
Xu Qingzhou didn't show up even once during this month, as if he had taken root and sprouted in his cave.
Two weeks ago, the Mission Hall assigned Jiang Wanheng a mission, and he went down the mountain.
Chu Yansheng would often come to see her.
But today, I don't know where she went; she hasn't shown up at this hour.
Yu Wanwan touched her stomach, and the smile on her lips faded slightly.
Her body is just that of an ordinary person; she needs to eat.
Without Jiang Wanheng and Chu Yansheng to run errands, she had no choice but to accept her fate and rely on herself.
Wugou Peak is one of the seven peaks of the Xuan Tong Sword Sect.
Within the Sword Sect, only the outer disciples who haven't yet entered the sect need to eat.
This means that if she wants to eat, she has to walk from Wugou Peak to the outer gate dining hall.
Dragging her panting body, Yu Wanwan walked with extreme difficulty.
We walked and stopped frequently, occasionally leaning against the stones and trees by the roadside to catch our breath.
Let her absorb some life force and replenish her energy.
Occasionally, inner disciples would fly by on their swords, and seeing her frail appearance and obvious lack of cultivation, most of them would cast curious or scrutinizing glances at her.
But since she had obviously just come down from Wugou Peak, no one dared to go up and disturb her.
Having finally reached the edge of the inner gate, they bumped headfirst into a transparent barrier.
The moment they collided, Yu Wanwan realized what was happening.
They must have been so hungry they forgot that such a large sect would have a barrier between its inner and outer sects.
She didn't have the identity token of the Xuan Tong Sword Sect, so unless she forcibly crossed over using her strength, she wouldn't be able to get out.
Yu Wanwan gave a bitter smile.
What a mess!
She already had little strength, and this impact made her unable to hold on any longer; her body swayed and fell to the ground.
Just as she was about to summon a wooden branch to catch it, a large hand suddenly swept across her waist and steadily supported her.
Yu Wanwan paused, and the vines on the grass beside her silently withdrew, without attracting anyone's attention.
After helping her to her feet to regain her balance, the man let go of her hand.
"Junior sister, are you alright?"
Yu Wanwan shook her head, clutched her collar and gasped for breath before looking up at the person who was supporting her.
This person was also wearing a red and white Taoist robe from the inner sect, with a long sword hanging at his waist. He had a handsome face and was probably at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.
It's someone I don't know.
When she looked up, she could clearly see the fleeting look of amazement in the man's eyes.
"It's nothing, thank you."
"It was just a small favor."
The man snapped out of his daze, gave her a hearty smile, and bowed to her as if they were fellow disciples.
"My name is Lin Feng, a disciple of the Discipline Hall. I don't recognize you, Junior Sister. Are you in some kind of trouble?"
Lin Feng was very kind and helpful.
Just as Yu Wanwan was about to speak, a slightly shrill female voice suddenly interrupted from the side.
"Senior Brother Lin! Why are you arguing with her? She doesn't even have any cultivation, what kind of junior sister is she!"
It was laced with undisguised malice.
Lin Feng frowned involuntarily, his expression showing some disgust.
"Junior Sister Liu, watch your words!"
A pretty woman dressed in the same Taoist robe walked over quickly and stood rudely between the two.
His eyes were like knives, scrutinizing Yu Wanwan from head to toe.
It's said that there are no ugly people in the cultivation world.
Although Jiang Wanyin was unable to cultivate due to physical reasons, she was raised by the Jiang family with all kinds of rare treasures since childhood.
Although he had no cultivation whatsoever, his face was almost identical to that of a cultivator—perfect and flawless, without a trace of impurity.
The more she looked, the stronger the jealousy in her eyes became.
"A mere mortal, and a sickly one at that, how did she even manage to sneak into the inner sect! Sneaky and suspicious, clearly with ill intentions! Senior Brother Lin, as a disciple of the Discipline Hall, shouldn't you arrest her and interrogate her properly?"
In just a few words, they managed to pin a blame on Yu Wanwan.
Lin Feng tried his best to control the disgust in his heart, but he couldn't muster a nice expression, so he just spoke in a stiff voice.
"Junior Sister Liu, stop talking nonsense! This junior sister seems to be unwell; she has probably just wandered into this place by mistake!"
"Went in by mistake?"
Junior Sister Liu's voice suddenly rose, clearly angered by him, as she pointed at Yu Wanwan.
"Is the inner sect a place where just anyone can wander in by mistake? Without an identity jade token, she's trespassing! Who knows if she's a spy sent by the demonic path, using some underhanded means to disguise herself as sickly to gain sympathy!"
These words were harsh and malicious, yet they were also logical and well-founded, leaving Lin Feng speechless.
After all, it was indeed suspicious that such a delicate woman with no cultivation would appear in the inner sect.
Some inner disciples who had been drawn by the commotion cast scrutinizing and suspicious glances at him.
Yu Wanwan kept her head down, rubbing the straw bracelet on her wrist.
Jiang Wanyin's body can be described as delicate; when has she ever been hungry?
Right now, she only feels a throbbing pain in her stomach, and waves of irritability are welling up inside her, requiring her to exert great effort to suppress those emotions.
I didn't hear what the person in front of me was saying at all.
The aura surrounding her grew increasingly gentle and harmless.
However, combined with her sickly appearance, she looked especially pitiful.
Upon seeing her like this, some disciples subconsciously withdrew their scrutinizing gazes and cautiously refrained from speaking up in her defense.
Lin Feng couldn't stand seeing Junior Sister Liu bully a weak woman like this, and his face darkened.
"Junior Sister Liu! Didn't your master teach you that you can't slander someone's innocence without evidence?"
This is a roundabout way of accusing her of being ill-mannered.
Junior Sister Liu was furious. In a flash, she drew her longsword and stabbed at Yu Wanwan with incredible speed.
"Ha! Evidence? Whether he's a spy sent by the demonic cultivators or not, we'll find out by testing him."
The sword strike came suddenly and ruthlessly. Although it was not intended to kill, the angry sword strike from a Foundation Establishment cultivator was still fatal enough for Yu Wanwan, who had no cultivation.
She slowly lifted her eyelids, her eyes brimming with spring water as she met Junior Sister Liu's eyes, which had become somewhat distorted due to jealousy.
The sword's sharp wind whipped her bangs across her forehead.
She stood firmly in place, not even taking a step back; in fact, her expression softened even more.
To the disciples watching, it seemed as if she had been so frightened that she didn't know how to react.
Lin Feng's expression changed drastically.
"Junior Sister Liu! No?!"
He drew his sword to block, but it was too late.
Just at this critical moment, a sharp shout rang out.
"Liu Yiyi! How dare you!"
A figure as swift as the wind descended from the sky, landing between the two with a chilling aura.
As the weapons clashed, a graceful longsword, gleaming with the light of flowing water, precisely deflected the fatal blow.
The powerful shockwave stirred up the surrounding dust, causing Yu Wanwan's dress to flutter wildly.
"Senior Sister Chu?"
The disciples, still reeling from Liu Yiyi's sudden attack, recognized the newcomer at a glance and were even more astonished.
Chu Yansheng firmly protected Yu Wanwan behind him, ensuring that she was not affected by the slightest ripple of the sword energy.
She ignored the noise in the crowd, glaring at Liu Yiyi, her eyes, which always held a touch of innocence and charm, now filled with frost.
"Liu Yiyi! How dare you lay a hand on an inner disciple?! Who gave you the audacity?!"
Liu Yiyi's wrist went numb from the shock, and she had to take two steps back before she could stop.
Upon seeing who it was, her anger intensified, as both old and new grudges surged into her heart.
"Chu Yansheng?! It's you again! Why are you everywhere! I'm representing the Discipline Hall to teach a suspicious person a lesson, what business is it of yours?!"
"lesson?"
Chu Yansheng let out a "Ha," her soft sword gleaming coldly, its tip aimed at Liu Yiyi, filled with endless resentment and anger.
"Sister Wan is a guest of my Immaculate Peak! You? You dare to challenge her!"
"Guests of Immaculate Peak? What a joke!"
Liu Yiyi didn't believe it at all, and even laughed louder.
"Who doesn't know that Sword Master Ji is in seclusion year-round and never sees outsiders!"
She suddenly gave a meaningful smile.
"Oh! I know, it must be this vixen who appeared out of nowhere, trying to curry favor with the Sword Master! Chu Yansheng! What are your intentions in bringing such a scheming person into the inner sect?!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Chu Yansheng's face turned red with anger, and she lost her composure, drawing her sword and charging forward.
"I'll tear that stinking mouth of yours apart today!"
"Afraid of you?!"
From the moment Chu Yansheng appeared to the moment the two clashed again, it was only a fleeting moment.
Their back-and-forth exchange was so fast that it didn't give anyone a chance to interrupt.
Seeing the chaotic scene, Yu Wanwan clutched her stomach and slowly squatted down, somewhat lost in thought.
Chu Yansheng...
Something's not right.
Lin Feng wanted to stop them, but Chu Yansheng and Liu Yiyi were both at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. If he rashly intervened, it would only make the situation worse.
He cursed under his breath and grabbed one of his disciples.
"Go quickly to the Discipline Hall and find the Grand Elder!"
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