Something's happened, something big.
When Baichuan and Baiji hurriedly stepped into the room, the first thing they saw was Yun Qian sitting on the bed.
Her face was so pale it was almost transparent, and her lips were almost bloodless. Only her eyes, which were looking at them, still held that familiar, slightly lazy and reassuring smile.
"What's the rush? Why are you running so hurriedly?" Her tone was relaxed, as if the calamity that had nearly destroyed her body and soul a few days ago was nothing more than a slightly larger thunderstorm in spring, which would pass without a trace.
On the contrary, Baichuan and Baiji stood by the bed, their eyes involuntarily reddening, their breathing still slightly labored from running.
Clearly, the image of Yun Qian lying on the stone platform, covered in blood and barely breathing, had become a lingering fear in his heart.
"I'm fine, aren't I?" Yun Qian raised her eyebrows slightly, trying to dispel the overly heavy atmosphere, even with a hint of teasing. "Besides, your senior sister is now a Nascent Soul stage expert. I read in the novels in the library that Nascent Soul stage cultivators have the power to fight against all sides."
She deliberately raised her voice, with a hint of boasting, but her weak body wouldn't cooperate, and her voice was feeble and powerless.
Bai Chuan and Bai Ji, however, just looked at her silently with red eyes, neither of them responding to her words, stubbornly expressing their lingering fear and worry through silence.
Yun Qian looked at her two junior brothers who had suddenly become difficult to communicate with, and sighed helplessly.
Sure enough, once children grow up, they're not as easy to coax as they were when they were little!
She had no choice but to soften her voice and try again: "Hey, you two... your senior sister has become so powerful, why aren't you happy at all? Give her some face."
The two remained silent, their lips pursed. Bai Chuan stepped forward and sat down on the edge of the bed. Without a word, he pulled Yun Qian's hand, which was casually resting at her side, and precisely placed his long, slender fingers on her wrist.
In recent years, Baichuan's progress in medicine has been remarkably rapid, and he can now easily solve many difficult and complicated diseases. He can understand a patient's condition with just a touch of his fingertips.
At this moment, feeling the pulse under his fingers, weaker than usual but still beating tenaciously, Baichuan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down a little.
Her primordial spirit was damaged, and her inner spiritual energy was depleted and weakened. Fortunately, her foundation was not destroyed. She only needed to rest quietly for a period of time and supplement with elixirs to gradually recover. Moreover, the recovery ability of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator was far superior to that of the past. However, Yun Qian's cultivation level was extremely unstable, like a tower built on quicksand, which was the most troublesome problem at present.
He frowned, looked up at Yun Qian, and said in an unusually serious tone, "Senior Sister, your cultivation is currently unstable, and your spiritual power sometimes shows signs of dissipation. This is what needs to be addressed as soon as possible."
Unstable cultivation means that although one's realm has improved, one's own power has not been consolidated accordingly, like a balloon being forcibly inflated. If one does not cultivate to stabilize it in time, there is a high possibility that one's realm will plummet, returning to its original state. Even more dangerous is the possibility of repeated rises and falls in a short period of time, eventually leading to complete disorder of the spiritual energy within the body, damaging the foundation of cultivation, and making further progress impossible.
Most importantly, Yun Qian possesses a unique physique that can trigger heavenly tribulations. If her cultivation level fluctuates repeatedly at this moment, the Heavenly Dao is highly likely to unleash another lightning tribulation!
Given Yun Qian's current frail state, where she could be blown away by a mere gust of wind, let alone the Six Paths, even the weakest heavenly lightning would be enough to kill her and annihilate her! This was Bai Chuan's deepest fear.
Yun Qian naturally knew what Bai Chuan was worried about. She gently withdrew her hand from Bai Chuan's pulse, her face still showing no concern, and even managed a reassuring smile: "Don't worry, it's really nothing."
She blinked, a hint of unwavering certainty in her eyes: "Anyone who can trigger a heavenly tribulation must have some extraordinary abilities. Your senior sister here is very resilient; I won't die so easily."
Bai Chuan frowned even more, strongly disapproving of her attitude of disregarding her own safety, but he knew that no one could persuade his senior sister when she was stubborn. So he could only keep a straight face and silently take out several bottles of carefully made pills for strengthening the body and nourishing the spirit from his storage bag and stuff them into Yun Qian's hands.
Bai Ji, who had been silent for a long time, could no longer hold back. His voice, filled with suppressed anger and barely perceptible sobs, suddenly erupted:
"Senior Sister! Why do you always seem so nonchalant?! I saw clearly how dangerous that tribulation was! If your cultivation is unstable and your realm fluctuates in a short period of time, and the heavenly lightning strikes again, how... how could you possibly withstand it?!"
He took a step forward, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Yun Qian, his tone stern, yet the slight sob in his voice made it impossible to truly be angry with him: "Could you... perhaps worry about yourself a little bit?!"
Yun Qian was taken aback by her junior brother's sudden stern reprimand. Seeing Bai Ji's angry and scared expression, which was about to bring him to tears, she quickly composed herself, put on a serious face, and solemnly promised, "Okay, Junior Brother Bai Ji is right. I'm starting to worry right away, I'm very worried!"
But Bai Ji was no longer the child who could be easily fooled. He saw through Yun Qian's feigned seriousness at a glance and realized she hadn't listened to him at all. His face instantly darkened, and he gritted his teeth, refusing to say another word. He abruptly turned around and strode out of the house, leaving Yun Qian with only the back of his head, filled with anger and disappointment.
Yun Qian blinked, looking at the figure disappearing through the door, feeling puzzled and a little aggrieved.
She turned to look at Baichuan, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and complained softly, "This bad temper of his is getting less and less lovable as he gets older, and he's not easy to coax at all."
Bai Chuan looked down at her, his handsome face expressionless, and his tone was not exactly gentle: "If Senior Sister had paid more attention to her health in the meantime, he wouldn't have gotten so angry."
After saying that, he didn't linger any longer, got up, and followed them out.
In the vast room, Yun Qian was suddenly left alone, so quiet that she could hear her own faint breathing.
Are all eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys so sensitive and difficult to understand? When did she stop caring about her own body? Yun Qian felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't help but gently pat it, a wave of indescribable sadness welling up inside her.
The lightning strike was truly excruciating, as if her internal organs were being crushed and reassembled. But even that pain couldn't compare to the agony of being misunderstood by her junior brothers, whom she had painstakingly raised!
She wasn't indifferent at all. She was clearly afraid that they would be traumatized by the horrific scene that day and develop inner demons. That's why she was putting on a brave face and pretending to be relaxed, trying to describe the raging waves as a gentle breeze. But those two boys didn't appreciate it at all!
Slightly agitated, Yun Qian felt a sweet taste in her throat and coughed up another mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the plain bedding, leaving bright red spots.
Before she could even raise her hand to wipe it, she heard hurried footsteps outside the door, and almost at the same time, two figures rushed in again.
Bai Chuan and Bai Ji hadn't gone far at all.
Yun Qian had just woken up and her condition was still unclear, so they were worried about her and wouldn't really leave in a huff.
They had only been outside Jinghe Courtyard a moment ago, standing on either side like two stern-faced gatekeepers, their minds constantly focused on the movements inside. Upon hearing Yun Qian cough up blood, the two rushed forward faster than anyone else.
Bai Chuan stepped forward, his brows furrowed tightly. Looking at the bloodstains on the bedding, his voice was deep and cold: "Still saying you're alright?"
Yun Qian watched the two return, seeing the undisguised anxiety and concern in their eyes. The grievances and sorrow in her heart instantly vanished, leaving only a sense of helplessness and a touch of warmth. She raised her hand, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and waved her hand dismissively, her tone a resigned teasing: "Something's happened, something important, alright? Your senior sister is very vulnerable right now and needs your two junior brothers to take good care of her, is that alright?"
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