"Is this black mist?" Song Yan was greatly shocked.
Wei Wenru frowned, staring at the black mist. A chill ran down her spine. "No, the black mist isn't like this. It should be the black residue left after the black mist's rampage. Father and the others..."
She immediately flew inside and anxiously asked, "Where is the Grand Elder?"
A disciple stopped her and explained, "Senior Sister, wait a minute. The First Elder is in seclusion healing his injuries, the Sect Master and the Second Elder are handling sect affairs, and there's also Junior Sister... Could you go and comfort her?"
"Nan Yu... is gone. Junior Sister ingested a lot of black mist a few days ago and has been hiding in the alchemy room, refusing to come out. Her condition isn't good."
"Devour? Isn't Wanwan always purifying?" Song Yan was stunned, then his face turned ashen.
Wei Wenru's eyes turned bloodshot as she clenched her hands and looked up at the blackness in the sky, or rather, she was looking at the sky through the blackness.
Nan Yu... He was Wanwan's closest and longest-serving brother, and yet his life was taken away.
How heartbroken Wanwan must be!
The disciple who had been reporting had no intention of hiding anything any longer, and instead told the whole story: "Senior Sister Xingzhu was also affected because she was protecting Nanyu's advancement; she was completely lifeless and almost didn't recognize anyone. And..."
The Second Elder's eighth senior brother, the twenty inner sect senior sisters, and the Fifth Elder's senior sister Li—all of them… Over a hundred senior brothers and sisters perished this time, their life force taken by the black mist, scattered throughout the sect. The First Elder lost his right arm, and it hasn't recovered yet.
Several disciples couldn't help but lower their heads and sob. Three days had passed, a full three days, and they still hadn't come to their senses.
Accept this sad event.
Wei Wenru staggered back, her face pale, but Song Yan caught her just in time. Her voice was hoarse: "What... what did you say?"
A female disciple choked up and said, "Senior Sister Xingzhu... died tragically. The Grand Elder's right arm, which was holding the sword, was cut in half. It was Junior Sister's protection that prevented the Grand Elder from dying on the spot."
As soon as she finished speaking, tears began to fall.
Song Yan's eyes were slightly red. He hugged his lover in his arms and gently comforted her with a trembling voice: "Don't worry, Master was the first to receive Wanwan's protection. He will probably recover as quickly as we did."
But Wei Wenru could not calm down. All those junior sisters and brothers who lost their lives were her friends.
And who doesn't love Wanwan?
It was intentional, absolutely intentional! She had a record of what happened outside the secret realm stored in her mind, and her brain was telling her that this was a deliberate act of targeting.
them……
None of them are good!
Wei Wenru ran frantically to the place where the Grand Elder was resting, nearly falling as she ran, and forgetting that she could fly on a sword.
She was worried about her father, Wanwan, and her fellow disciples who had lost their lives.
The few memories she had left in her mind were also trying to remind her that all of this had been premeditated!
It was Lexi who appeared and took Wei Wenru to find the Grand Elder.
Le Xi was covered in wounds, her beautiful and aloof face bearing many scars, and one of her eyes was covered.
Wei Wenru looked at him with heartache, her eyes brimming with tears: "You... your eyes have been swallowed? How is Wanwan? Where is my father?"
Le Xi smiled wryly: "Master is mostly fine, it's just that his right arm is still healing. The Second Elder treated the wound early this morning and gave Master a lot of nourishing pills. Now, Master is recuperating from his weakened body."
Wanwan… She hasn't stepped out for three days, nor will she let anyone in. I've tried to persuade her for three days, but she just tells me to get lost and won't see anyone else.”
He touched the bandage on his face, his expression completely cold and indifferent.
"My eyes were also robbed of their life force, but fortunately the sect leader and the others returned quickly and saved me, otherwise I would have lost my life."
Le Xi didn't cry at all, and his voice was icy cold, as if it came from an ice cellar, chilling people to the bone.
Wei Wenru's heart clenched. She gritted her teeth to suppress her grief and went to look at the Grand Elder as soon as she landed: "Father, Father!"
The elder sat cross-legged in front of the soft couch, with a cup of tea laid out before him, its aroma wafting in the air.
"Sit down." The elder opened his eyes and looked at her wearily.
Wei Wenru stared intently at his severed arm, her eyes filled with heartache, but she dared not touch it.
"I'm fine. I've recovered almost completely after taking the Nourishing Pill these past few days, and... it seems I'm about to advance in rank." The Grand Elder smiled weakly.
“Your junior sister doesn’t want to see any of us. You’ve always been on good terms with her, so go and try to persuade her. At least bury Nan Yu first.”
"Why did this happen?" Wei Wenru asked, her face buried in the elder's knees, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The Grand Elder was speechless.
They all knew in their hearts that they were being targeted, but fate had decreed it this way, so how could they change their destiny?
Song Yan and Le Xi stood outside the door without going in. Listening to Wei Wenru's sobs, their master's sighs, and their junior brother's miserable state, Song Yan's eyes welled up with tears, and his gaze became deep and dim.
Song Yan clenched his fists. They were still too weak.
After a long while, the sobbing stopped.
Wei Wenru slowly pushed open the door: "Song Yan, let's go find Wanwan."
She rarely cried, revealing a vulnerable side; her slightly red, clear eyes shone with a sorrowful light.
Nan Yu's alchemy room was near the Fourth Elder's alchemy room. There were all kinds of spiritual fields and spiritual plants there, but now they were all withered and lifeless.
Above the alchemy room, a massive vortex of spiritual energy, as white as snow, was gathered.
But an overwhelming sense of grief permeated the surroundings.
At the same time, death and life collided, and it was the life force on Nian Wanzhou's body that was pure and unparalleled.
As Wei Wenru approached the alchemy room, she didn't feel much pressure, indicating that Ming Nian Wanzhou wasn't actually on guard against them. However, she was unwilling to open her heart and let them in.
However, the dense spiritual energy made the inner core uncomfortable; it was several degrees too strong, and it felt like it was about to explode at any moment.
"Wanwan, I'm your senior sister. Your senior brother and I are back. Let us come in and see you, okay?"
There was no sound from inside. She called out twice more, but there was still no answer or response.
Wei Wenru was so saddened that she wanted to cry again. At this moment, she longed to hold that child tightly in her arms. First, she watched her third junior brother die in her arms, and then her inseparable Nan Yu died before her eyes. How could she bear it?
"Wanwan..." Song Yan called softly.
But they were met with an even quieter silence.
“If you don’t come out, we’ll wait for you outside. I know you can hear us,” Wei Wenru said softly. “We are your family. If there’s anything, you must tell us. Don’t keep it to yourself.”
After she finished speaking, she sat down to meditate at the door, determined to wait for Nian Wanzhou to come out or for them to come in.
Seeing this, Le Xi and Song Yan did not stop them, and they also sat down to wait.
Le Xi's eyes remained fixed on the white mist, her mind filled with countless thoughts.
Before he knew it, a crystal tear silently slid down his lips, its taste utterly bitter.
Lexi lowered her eyes.
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