Chapter 75 - Finding Joy in Suffering
Uncle Chen sat in a corner at the very edge of the platform, his back to the crowd. He seemed completely immersed in his own world, oblivious to the hustle and bustle and conversation around him.
"Hey, my family!" Su Tang seemed to be trying to find joy in a difficult situation. She put down the animal skin in her hand, took out the precious photo stone from her arms, and wiped it. "Although the signal is not good now and the live broadcast cannot be started, we can record it first!
When we get out, this will be our firsthand account of the Guixu Sect's 'Dragon Spine Survival Story'! I've even thought of a title: 'Shocking! A Poor Sect Cooks on an Ancient Dragon's Corpse!'"
As she spoke, she pointed the photo stone at the busy crowd: Luo Hongyi was concentrating on boiling medicine in front of the emerald green poisonous fire, Tie Niu was grunting and grinding the black iron pot, Chu Linyuan closed his eyes and regulated his breathing to guard Xie Zhao, Bai Xiaolu was quietly holding Rabbit, the hunched back in the corner, and Xie Zhao was lying quietly on the ground.
"Senior Sister Luo, look at the camera! Smile!" Su Tang tried to liven up the atmosphere.
Luo Hongyi didn't even raise her head, and poison fire jumped on her fingertips: "I'm busy. If you keep arguing, I'll poison you."
Tie Niu was very cooperative. He raised his head and showed a simple, big smile covered with iron filings to the photo stone.
Chu Linyuan still had his eyes closed, but his brows seemed to frown slightly, as if his meditation was disturbed by the noise.
At this moment, the Immortal-Slaying Spear at Chu Linyuan's knees suddenly emitted an extremely low hum! The dark golden runes flowing on the spear instantly lit up! A bone-chilling killing intent emanated uncontrollably!
The temperature on the platform plummeted! The emerald green poisonous fire on Luo Hongyi's fingertips suddenly dimmed, nearly extinguishing! Su Tang shuddered, and the iron ox's movements froze! The rabbit in Bai Xiaolu's arms instantly bristled, and her ruby eyes looked at Chu Linyuan warily!
Chu Linyuan suddenly opened his eyes! A trace of pain and a fierce expression of loss of control flashed in the depths of his cold pupils! He forced his mind to concentrate, his hands firmly pressed on the restless spear shaft! The violent spear intent rushed through his body like a wild horse with its reins pulled! The dark golden dragon pattern on his cheek flickered!
"Ice lump! Control it!" Luo Hongyi shouted, stabilizing the poisonous fire on his fingertips, his eyes stern, "Do you want to freeze us all into ice sculptures?!"
Chu Linyuan didn't answer, his teeth clenched, a vein throbbing in his forehead. He took a deep breath, forcing the surging spear intent back into his body. The uncontrolled chill slowly subsided. The humming of the Immortal-Slaying Spear subsided, and the rune light dimmed.
He slowly loosened his grip on the gun, his fingertips trembling slightly. His eyes immediately turned to Xie Zhao—the Ice Soul Locking Technique was still strong, and the soul fire was not affected at all.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes again, and continued to regulate his breathing, but the aura around him was noticeably more tense. The initial refinement of the Immortal-Slaying Spear Intent was like a wild and ferocious beast, far from being truly tamed.
The platform fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of Tie Niu grinding iron cautiously, the slight boiling sound in Luo Hongyi's medicine bowl, and the tireless rustling sound of Chen Bo sweeping the floor.
"Um..." Su Tang broke the silence and whispered, "Big Brother, how about...you try to use your evil spirit...to carve a pot? Then Senior Sister Luo wouldn't have to work so hard to boil the medicine..."
Chu Linyuan closed his eyes and ignored her.
Tie Niu stopped grinding the iron and said in a deep voice, "Big Brother, how about... I help you? You carve the pot and I'll light the fire?"
Luo Hongyi sneered, "Let him carve a pot? I'm afraid he'll just carve an ice coffin and put that idiot in it!"
Chu Linyuan remained silent.
Bai Xiaolu held the rabbit in his arms, his clear eyes watching Chu Linyuan's tense face, then looking at the sleeping Xie Zhao, and whispered, "Senior Brother Chu... is tired."
These gentle words made the platform quiet again for a moment.
Chu Linyuan's tightly closed eyelashes trembled imperceptibly. He didn't open his eyes, but his hands on his knees unconsciously curled up, and his fingertips touched the red tassel on his waist, which was slightly emitting warmth.
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