Chapter 23 Her senior brother is no less capable than anyone else!
Chi Wenqing, with his aloof demeanor, glanced at the five people who had already shown signs of fear, and said with a slight parting of his thin lips, "Thank you for saving me, fellow Daoist."
"Ah," Mu Jianjian quickly turned her head and looked her senior brother up and down. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he had no wounds. "You're welcome."
Chi Wenqing saw that the girl in front of him had an unfamiliar and ordinary face, but her figure and voice were very familiar. Her bright eyes could not hide the concern in them.
He could faintly smell a salty, fishy odor from the other person. Looking down, he saw that a large chunk of flesh was missing from the girl's right palm, and the not-yet-fully-healed area revealed decay and bone, highlighting the perilous experience she had just gone through.
For some reason, a strange feeling stirred within Chi Wenqing.
“Fellow Daoist, look, we don’t have any black silk on our hands either…” a man said, his eyes lingering on Mu Jianjian’s left arm with a look of frustration and helplessness.
Mu Jianjian concealed the cold light in her eyes, turned to look at the five people, and smiled, "I know you don't have black silk. Don't you want to know where I got my black silk from?"
Anyone who dares to bully her senior brother, she'll make them pay!
"Think about it, fellow Daoist, would you be willing to tell us?"
"If you are willing to tell me, I will never forget your kindness."
Several people expressed their desire, lingering on the red silk on Chi Wenqing's left arm and the black silk on Mu Jianjian's arm.
"What benefit would it bring me to tell you?"
Mu Jianjian's smile was incredibly gentle, but in the hearts of the five people, it turned into a bandit shouting "Robbery!"
Since they all wanted to pass the test, they gritted their teeth and obediently took out all the spirit stones they had.
"That's all?" Mu Jianjian looked at the few stones that the group had managed to gather, and thinking of Cui Wenxiao's spatial bag, she instantly felt the disparity of the world. "This is not enough for the travel expenses."
Seeing disbelief and hesitation on one person's face, Mu Jianjian continued, "You all know about the spatial changes in the Fanjin Palace. It's easy to end up going in circles, and what awaits you is either losing your qualification or being killed by others along the way."
"What if you've tricked us and pointed us to a dangerous road?"
"Why would I lie to you? I've already got my black silk," Mu Jianjian said, amused, as she looked at him. "Which path in the dangerous, secret realm is the right one?"
The woman was right. The five of them took out the pills they had and each reluctantly handed over a magical artifact.
Adhering to the principle that "even a mosquito is meat," Mu Jianjian accepted whatever came her way. "Keep heading south. After the monsters, there's a wooden trap. Break the trap and you can get the black silk."
As the figures disappeared behind the wooden door, she slowly lowered her head and a smile appeared on her face.
She wasn't lying; the southern checkpoint was indeed as she described. However, the south was also the most difficult to breach in the entire Golden Palace, referred to in the book as the "Killing Realm."
Since they were planning to kill her senior brother, Mu Jianjian wasn't going to be polite.
"May I ask your name, fellow Daoist?" A gentle voice came from behind him, and Chi Wenqing's calm eyes seemed to be looking at another person through a human skin mask.
"You trust me that much?" Mu Jianjian raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you afraid I'll send them away so I can keep your red silk for myself?"
"Don't worry. You won't."
Chi Wenqing was dressed in clean white robes, with a beautiful appearance. Unlike the other cultivators, he did not show signs of fatigue. He was still as elegant and refined as when they first met.
Mu Jianjian hurriedly looked away, only then realizing the inappropriateness of her pseudonym, "My name is Mu Yuanyuan."
"Yuanyuan?" Chi Wenqing's black hair flowed freely, and he seemed to have thought of something funny. His voice became warm. "Chi Wenqing."
Why do you call her that?! It's so embarrassing!
Mu Jianjian shakily raised her eyes, wanting him to change his address, but when she met the villain's innocent and clear eyes, she lost her breath.
"You won't blame me for letting them go, will you...?"
"Why? I don't know how to thank Yuanyuan for saving me." Chi Wenqing recalled the southern region, known as the "Land of Slaughter" in his previous life, and fixed his gaze on Mu Jianjian's right hand, "Yuanyuan's hand..."
Mu Jianjian raised her right hand, the spot where Tao Xian's flames had burned. Despite taking many pills, it hadn't healed and still looked grotesque and terrifying.
"These are the burns I got from fighting with someone before..." Mu Jianjian explained.
Chi Wenqing placed his hand on the wound in the girl's palm, ignoring her astonishment, and quietly raised a black-blue flame.
He could tell at a glance that this was a wound caused by the White Phoenix Fire of the White Phoenix lineage. Unless the remaining fire embedded in the skin was drawn out by a flame of the same or higher level, it would not heal.
When Chi Wenqing stopped, Mu Jianjian was pleasantly surprised to find that the stinging sensation in her body had completely disappeared. "Thank you!"
"No need." Chi Wenqing looked at the smiling girl with a probing gaze.
He thought that since his rebirth, his heart had been as still as if it were dead, but he never expected that seeing Mu Jianjian again would still evoke emotions in him.
The girl descended from the sky onto a red ribbon and landed in front of him. With a few words, she tricked a group of people who had bullied him into leaving, radiating confidence.
What was Mu Jianjian like in her past life?
She scraped her skin and needed others to comfort her for three or four days. She relied entirely on Ye Wuluo and her father for survival.
The girl is now in a dangerous secret realm. She ventures into the inner layer alone without wavering. In just a few months, she has gone from having no true qi to the first level of the Foundation Establishment stage, like a flower blooming in thorns.
"Chi Wenqing," Mu Jianjian said, a little unaccustomed to calling her senior brother's name for the first time, "would you like to come with me? I can protect you."
Mu Jianjian was completely unaware that her disguise had been exposed.
"good."
"Protect me!" The girl's voice gradually overlapped with her junior sister's, causing Chi Wenqing to feel a momentary daze, as if the scars he had suffered and the hell he had experienced in his past life were gradually becoming blurred.
These are truly captivating words.
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With a clear goal in mind, Mu Jianjian led her senior brother towards the center of the Fanjin Hall, passing through countless rooms and encountering all sorts of cultivators along the way.
But because she was concerned about Sang Wanyue, she did not stop. Mu Jianjian thought that if she succeeded, she could also bring her senior brother a black silk.
Even knowing that her senior brother would encounter a poison cultivator skilled in Gu poison in the inner level of the secret realm, she still did not want to deprive him of the opportunity to grow and improve.
Everyone says that Ye Wuluo is the number one genius on the continent. After using the Illusionary Vine to heal her senior brother's meridians, Mu Jianjian will show everyone that her senior brother is the best, no worse than anyone else!
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