Chapter 24 Dragon Vein
As the heat subsided, the person struggling on the ground gradually quieted down, their eyelashes fluttered, and they slowly awoke.
First, her consciousness was almost dried up by the poison of passion. Xiao Shuying sat up, holding her forehead and gasping for breath.
My whole body felt as soft and limp as if it had been roasted over a fire until all the moisture was gone, and my hazy consciousness began to recall what had happened.
From being bitten by a butterfly, to the onset of the love potion, to trying to calm herself with pain by drawing a sword, and then... then what happened?
Strange, I feel like I'm missing something.
In the scalding heat, time seemed to stretch out. He only remembered a cool, serpentine sensation that had slowly slithered across his body...
Wait! Xiao Shuying suddenly looked up and around, but found that she didn't see Su Yunyu anywhere.
That icy touch was clearly the unique temperature found only by ice-type spiritual roots.
Could it be...?
Just as Xiao Shuying's expression changed, Su Yunyu walked in from outside. Seeing that Xiao Shuying was awake, she was initially a little awkward, then said:
"woke up"
His voice was like flowing water, like white clouds drifting in the sky.
Looking again at him, his white robes remained spotless, exuding a cool and aloof air. His face, in particular, remained serene, his thin lips barely concealing a hint of moisture, yet his eyes…
Xiao Shuying's expression returned to normal, but she noticed that his gaze seemed somewhat unnatural, so she asked knowingly:
"Master, what just happened to me?"
"You've just been poisoned by love."
Su Yunyu was not there just now because he had been deep in thought by the river and the system was giving him psychological guidance.
In the end, he accepted the task of helping Long Aotian get rid of the love poison.
He firmly believes that even if he takes the place of his confidante, he will still be a straight man.
"Master, this love poison of mine..."
Just as Xiao Shuying was about to press further, Su Yunyu, who had her back to her, interrupted her with an embarrassed expression:
"I used my spiritual power to detoxify you."
As for how it was solved, or what was used to solve it, don't ask.
As he spoke, Xiao Shuying clearly saw him tuck his hand into his drooping sleeve.
Somehow, an important memory seems to have resurfaced from the forgotten past...
Xiao Shuying's eyes narrowed, and she dared not think any further.
They even ruled out this possibility from the very first person: how could someone as aloof and cold-hearted as Su Yunyu possibly go to such lengths?
However, this possibility, like a sticky little thorn, kept pricking her heart from time to time, so Xiao Shuying could only stop thinking about it and let herself believe what Su Yunyu said:
"Master, how are the spirit herbs?"
Seeing that he had changed the subject, Su Yunyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
His hand still felt a burning pain. Damn Long Aotian, why is he so insistent on that aspect when there's no female lead?
"The spiritual herbs are in my space."
Having obtained the spiritual herb, Su Yunyu immediately wanted to leave this sorrowful place as soon as possible.
Xiao Shuying glanced at the river not far away, lowered her eyes to conceal her emotions, and feigned timidity:
"Master, I want to take a shower. I'm sweating a lot."
The thought that Su Yunyu had most likely touched her when she was poisoned by love made Xiao Shuying feel extremely agitated.
It was already unbelievable enough that the illusion was full of Su Yunyu, but how could this person have such a profound influence on him today?
This is not a good sign...
Xiao Shuying lowered her gaze.
*
Having successfully taken the spiritual herbs and left the Immortal Demon Ruins, Su Yunyu immediately went to Jin Cuodao to inquire about something.
This is naturally the last major matter, concerning the spiritual veins!
Spiritual veins are not ubiquitous in the cultivation world; there are at least a dozen that can be identified, and they are not small.
However, Xiao Shuying needs a different kind of spiritual vein. He is a spirit of the Three Realms, and whether it is cultivation or anything else, he is different from ordinary people.
Therefore, ordinary spiritual veins cannot meet the requirements at all, and only the spiritual veins of those major sects can meet the requirements.
But without even thinking about it, the spiritual veins of a major sect cannot be used by people. The spiritual veins maintain the sect's spiritual energy, and it would be unimaginable if they were empty.
Thus, the matter of the spiritual vein became a headache. When Su Yunyu arrived at Jin Cuodao's place, the same scarred-faced deacon was still in the hall. Su Yunyu quickly went up, took out a bag of spirit stones, and asked:
"Does your trading company have any information about the Celestial Spirit Vein?"
The steward first pushed the spirit stones back, saying very gently:
"You are an honored guest and do not need spirit stones. As for the Heavenly Spirit Vein you mentioned, it is usually found in large sects."
Su Yunyu reluctantly took back the spirit stones. Hearing this expected answer, she pressed on:
"Besides the sect's spiritual veins, do you know where else there are such veins?"
"This..." The deacon stroked his chin, pondering. Just then, a man came down from upstairs; it was none other than the guild master, Song Honghua.
"President," the deacon bowed first, then Song Honghua waved his hand and rushed towards Su Yunyu without even looking at her.
"Master, I vaguely heard your voice, and I thought I was hallucinating, but it really was you!"
The president in front of her had a greasy beard, and he was addressing her so enthusiastically as a sage, making Su Yunyu feel a bit confused about the generational hierarchy.
Before Song Honghua could warmly reach out to embrace Su Yunyu's arm and reminisce, Xiao Shuying glanced at him and preemptively struck:
"President, my brother and I have something important to discuss."
"Oh," Song Honghua stopped in his tracks, abandoning his previous talk of hosting a banquet, and simply asked:
"I wonder what important matter this esteemed person has to discuss?"
Without Su Yunyu having to repeat herself, the steward on the side repeated it on his own:
"It's about the Heavenly Spirit Veins outside of the sect."
"The Celestial Spiritual Vein..." Song Honghua stroked his already short beard, pondering for a moment, then, as if remembering something, suddenly stroking his hand:
"There really is a spiritual vein!"
Upon hearing this, Su Yunyu was overjoyed and quickly asked:
Where?
"Don't be hasty, expert, let me explain in detail," Song Honghua took out a piece of paper from his spatial storage, handed it to Su Yunyu, and then explained:
"Recently, demons have been appearing in the imperial palace. It is said that the emperor often dreams that someone wants to kill him, and when he wakes up, people around him die inexplicably. So he asked a few cultivators to investigate the matter, but they were scared away before they even entered the palace gates."
"Afterwards, the strange dreams intensified. In order to recruit a master, the emperor used the Ziwei Dragon Vein of the palace as a bargaining chip. As long as the problem could be solved, it could be used. This dragon vein has the same effect as the Tianji Spirit Vein, but the dragon vein is born with Ziwei Qi. Even if it is depleted, it can be re-condensed in a short time, unless the emperor himself angered the Heavenly Dao and caused the dragon vein to be damaged."
Su Yunyu took the paper and found it was a notice from the imperial palace, stating that the Dragon Vein could be used if the matter could be resolved.
With Song Honghua's explanation, Su Yunyu's heart was filled with excitement, and she felt that this was a golden opportunity that had come knocking on her door.
No matter what kind of demon he was dealing with, his cultivation level was sufficient to handle it with ease; he could be said to be invincible throughout the world.
Su Yunyu readily agreed.
"I will investigate the matter."
Xiao Shuying took the notice from Su Yunyu's hand. As they talked, her eyes darted around in thought. What kind of demon could possibly make cultivators afraid to even enter the palace gates...?
Just as his thoughts were lingering, he suddenly heard Song Honghua say:
"The association is very busy. I wonder if any expert has heard about the murder of Vice Minister Xiao and Elder Kou?"
Situ Kou
Xiao Shuying put away the notice, raised her eyes alertly, and heard Su Yunyu say:
"I don't know him. What happened to him?"
"Alas," Song Honghua sighed.
"It is unknown what kind of poison it was, and it died silently. By the time the people accompanying the Xiao family found it, they could not even deduce when the poison took effect, let alone what kind of poison it was."
Hearing this, Xiao Shuying secretly curled her lips.
What a bunch of useless people, they're so slow to realize when someone dies.
This makes it impossible to determine who the suspect is.
Otherwise, he and Su Yunyu would be the most suspicious.
But even if there is suspicion, so what? By then he will have returned to Tianxuan Sect, and no matter how much the Xiao family investigates, they will not be able to find out.
Song Honghua added, "So someone from the Xiao family came to ask us to investigate this matter. However, this is something that no expert would know. I'm just here for amusement."
"I see," Su Yunyu said. She really didn't know and wasn't interested. Instead, she made a wild guess that the Heavenly Dao would probably have to take action against the Xiao family for abusing Long Aotian's birth.
That's not right, how can you think like that? He's also Long Aotian's enemy...
Su Yunyu suddenly felt a sense of pressure, as if she were going against the will of Heaven. She quickly stopped talking, politely declined Song Honghua's offer to stay, and left Jin Cuodao.
Things were starting to look promising. Su Yunyu first asked Xiao Shuying:
"You should rest for a few days."
Long Aotian has just been poisoned by love, he mustn't be weak.
Seeing the deep worry in his eyes, Xiao Shuying immediately understood what was going on. She was inwardly furious, but outwardly remained calm.
"No need, Master, let's go to the palace quickly."
Seeing his urgency, Su Yunyu assumed he was in a hurry to repair his meridians, so she didn't delay any longer and rushed there after finding out the location of the palace.
The human realm restricts teleportation distance, especially in places like the imperial palace where purple energy rises. The Heavenly Dao does not allow cultivators to come and go freely, so Su Yunyu found a carriage and bumped her way to the palace gate.
The grandeur of the Phoenix Tower and Sparrow Terrace goes without saying; the three thousand glazed tiles shimmering in the sunlight are truly captivating, but…
"Such powerful demonic energy! No, I can't take this job!"
"This is beyond my understanding; it's terrifying!"
Several cultivators had just arrived at the palace gate when they hurriedly took their leave, their faces filled with panic.
This made Su Yunyu feel contemptuous. At this time, it was time for him, the number one villain, to take the stage.
"Let's go."
*
Inside the palace, it was bright and clear daylight.
The dignified ruler of a nation, for reasons unknown, fell into a deep sleep and was trapped in a nightmare.
In my dream, everything was crimson, so red it was dripping with blood.
There were also terrifying sounds in my ears, like the wailing of countless death row inmates before their execution.
The old emperor was already mentally weak, and after entering a dream state, he was terrified. He desperately tried to wake himself up, but his body was unable to move.
To make matters worse, at some point, the blanket covered his mouth and nose, reducing the amount of air he could breathe and forcing him to struggle to breathe.
The old emperor knew that this dream wouldn't let him off so easily.
Sure enough, after listening to ghostly wails for a long time in my dream, a very soft, cold, yet extremely gentle voice came from beside me:
"Please spare your life, okay?"
A sharp pain shot through his neck, and the old emperor was so terrified in his dream that he begged for mercy, thinking that his throat had been slit. But the next second, he suddenly woke up and sat up.
Looking around, he saw familiar surroundings. He wiped the thin layer of sweat from his brow, about to lash out at the negligent palace servants, when a man rushed in to announce his arrival:
"Your Majesty, someone has accepted the bounty!"
"What!" The old emperor was overjoyed, forgetting his anger, and simply waved his hands repeatedly:
"Hurry up and send it in, the sooner the better!"
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Author's Note: The next dungeon is starting! [Cat emoji]
Why are fewer and fewer people reading this? Did I write something wrong? [question mark]
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