No matter how much conflict there is with Yuqing, it cannot change what has already happened.
Chu Qiurong was hit by Luo Qinghe's soul-breaking sword technique, but fortunately Luo Qinghe's cultivation was still shallow and he could not fully exert the power of this sword technique.
Chu Qiurong was able to fight despite being injured, and ultimately lived up to everyone's expectations, defeating Luo Qinghe by virtue of the difference in cultivation level. She then persisted and won the remaining two matches against other players, winning first place in the group.
As for the final result, no one in the snow cared. As soon as the sword competition was over, several people led by Tu Nian immediately took Chu Qiurong back to their residence. Not long after, Nie Yanchen rushed over.
After he entered the room, he first drove everyone out of the room, leaving only Jin Nanfeng and Xu Ziqiao to help. Originally, Tu Nian was also one of the people to be expelled, but she insisted on staying. Nie Yanchen was anxious to check Chu Qiurong's injuries, so he didn't argue with her.
Then Tu Nian was standing beside the bed holding Xu Ziqiao's clothes, and saw Nie Yanchen stripping Chu Qiurong's clothes off with his backhand.
"hiss--"
Tu Nian took a deep breath, turned his head quickly, and covered his eyes with his hands.
But this was of no use. With just one glance, the firm and beautiful back muscles were completely imprinted in her mind.
More importantly…oh my god, his back is so white!
While Tu Nian was shocked, he also seemed to hear Bo Qiu muttering in a slightly annoyed voice: "What a mess!"
“Master!!”
Feeling the sudden chill on her back, Chu Qiurong's face suddenly became hot. She didn't care about her injuries for a moment, and hurriedly used her waist to get up from the bed, trying to put her clothes on. However, as soon as she stood up, Nie Yanchen ruthlessly pushed her back onto the bed.
"Still moving around, I think you don't want this cultivation anymore."
"Master, Master!"
Chu Qiurong struggled frantically, "I suddenly feel that cultivation doesn't seem to have much of an impact whether you have it or not—"
He was serious. Rather than letting an underage girl see his naked body like this, it would be more satisfying to lose all his cultivation.
Nie Yanchen was annoyed by him, his brows furrowed, and he slapped him on the head with a loud slap. "If you keep talking nonsense, I will strip you naked and hang you from the banyan tree at the entrance of Sanhuang Well."
Chu Qiurong only felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, and he became obedient at that moment. Then Nie Yanchen pressed his back with one hand and patted it irregularly. For a while, there was no other sound in the room except the "pa, pa" sound of beating.
Perhaps because the atmosphere was too depressing, Tu Nian hesitated for a long time, then closed his eyes and comforted him, "Don't worry, brother. I turned my head away and can't see."
I'd rather you didn't say it.
Chu Qiurong thought with tears streaming down her face as she heard Xu Ziqiao's suppressed laughter.
After patting his back all over for a while, which served as a prelude to the examination, Nie Yanchen instructed him, "Now control your spiritual power to remain stable. Follow my guidance and dredge your meridians from top to bottom. I want to check if there are any damages in your meridians."
The power of giving up is strong. When Chu Qiurong accepted the reality that her naked back was seen by Tu Nian, she had the idea that since she had exposed herself, she had to make the exposure valuable, so she became particularly cooperative during the inspection.
Regardless of what they said or laughed about, everyone was still very concerned about Chu Qiurong's condition. During the more than half an hour of inspection, the three close disciples in the room spent the rest of the time worried, except for helping.
Especially Xu Ziqiao. Although he was always disrespectful to Chu Qiurong on weekdays, this time he took on all the trivial matters. He was so busy that he seemed to be working harder than Nie Yanchen.
After the final examination, Nie Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing his relieved expression, Tu Nian immediately realized that Chu Qiurong's condition was not as bad as she had expected.
"how?"
Although she felt relieved, she still couldn't wait to ask.
After tugging at Chu Qiurong's half-undressed clothes and signaling him to stand, Nie Yanchen said, "That sword strike only damaged some insignificant meridians in Qiurong's body. His internal organs and spiritual roots are fine. I've almost repaired those meridians for him just now. He just needs to rest carefully for a while and he'll be fine."
"That's good."
Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and Tu Nian also patted his chest.
"What about the sect melee?"
After getting dressed, Chu Qiurong turned over and leaned against the headboard behind her. She pointed out the details in Nie Yanchen's words with some fatigue, "This 'a while', is it before or after?"
A solemn expression flashed across Nie Yanchen's face, but it quickly turned into helplessness. "This is what I want to tell you. While recuperation will ensure safety, there's one thing you must remember: until you're fully recovered, you can only use 70% of your spiritual power at most."
“…”
The atmosphere in the room, which had just begun to brighten up, was poured cold water by Nie Yanchen, and it instantly became gloomy again.
"Seven points of strength."
Chu Qiurong chewed on this ratio and calculated for a moment, finally concluding, "It's about the third level of the early Nascent Soul stage, and can use the first five moves of the Snow Sword Technique at full power."
Xu Ziqiao pursed his lips and said sullenly, "The Nascent Soul cultivators from other sects this year are at least at the second level of the initial stage. Compared to that, it's going to be hard for our sect to even get into the top three, let alone first place."
At this point, a deep sense of guilt appeared on his face, "If only I hadn't gone to Yuqing then..."
"It's over, don't think about it anymore."
Slowly interrupting his self-blame, Nie Yanchen looked at his disciples with satisfaction and said, "In fact, victory or defeat is not important. Seeing that the disciples in the sect have grown to this level, this competition has not been in vain."
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