Chapter 25 Replaces the Romantic Storyline of the Third Male Lead
"I didn't actually do anything," Mu Jianjian stood up and waved her hand, "It's mainly because you're amazing, you held on for so long, you're truly worthy of your reputation!"
Only the female lead could share the burden of the Xuan Shuang disciples under the powerful Core Formation expert Shangguan Qingrong and sustain it for so long.
She stared at the numerous bloodstains, large and small, on Sang Wanyue's body, feeling somewhat dazed.
What kind of person do you think Sang Wanyue is when reading the novel "Deeply Affectionate: Senior Sister's 101 Escapes from Marriage"?
After discovering that she was a substitute for her beloved Mu Jianjian, she was determined to escape, but she still fell deeper and deeper into the relationship. In the end, under the "offensive" of the five male protagonists, she gradually neglected her cultivation and even became somewhat love-struck.
When she used to stay up all night reading novels, she was frustrated and looked for every flaw in them.
Looking at Sang Wanyue in front of her, whose eyes were clear yet gentle, like a resilient rose growing in adversity, strong and decisive, Mu Jianjian suddenly felt that the other person deserved a better future.
One path is to achieve the future she vowed at the very beginning—to become the strongest person in the world.
"I didn't actually do anything." Sang Wanyue took a pill to heal her injuries. The Xuan Shuang Sect disciples who had recovered from the battle also gathered around her. They were very surprised to see their senior sister's faint smile.
You should know that the senior sister leading the team never smiled at them!
Even after being rescued by the Holy Son of the Holy Lotus Pavilion, he remained indifferent as ice, yet now he smiled at a stranger.
"Thank you, Senior Sister," the only male disciple of the Xuan Shuang Sect with a blue silk ribbon tied around his hand said gratefully to Sang Wanyue, then turned to Mu Jianjian, "Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist."
Breaking the giant bell talisman in less than half an incense stick's time is not something an ordinary person can do.
"Actually, he asked me to help you." Mu Jianjian pointed to Chi Wenqing standing to the side and waved to her senior brother, "Chi Wenqing, it's settled—"
Dressed in black, Chi Wenqing stood like a jade branch amidst the mountains and rivers until the woman's joyful and cheerful call reached his heart.
They were not afraid of the Core Formation stage... and in the end, they even took credit for it and integrated him into the group.
His junior sister...
Ignoring the stunned disciples around her, Mu Jianjian ran to Chi Wenqing's side and naturally took his arm, leading him towards him.
Was the main villain scared out of his wits by Shangguan Qingrong just now?
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Voices rose and fell among the Xuan Shuang Sect disciples, their faces filled with shame.
"Senior brother, I owe you a great debt for what happened before..."
"...I will definitely do my best to help you if you are in trouble next time."
"I hope my senior brother will be magnanimous..."
They had always regarded Chi Wenqing as a remnant of Yingzhou, and even when they arrived at the secret realm, they ignored him. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, he disregarded past grievances and sent his friend to help them.
Although Sang Wanyue did not believe Mu Yuanyuan's words, she did not want to expose them. However, when she saw the red silk on his arm and the hand that the playful girl was holding onto, she felt displeased.
She also has red silk, so why doesn't Mu Yuanyuan try to pull it away from her?
Seeing that Chi Wenqing looked indifferent and unwilling to talk to her, Mu Jianjian knew that she was making things difficult for him. After all, no one but him had the right to ask for forgiveness. She was about to speak up to liven up the atmosphere.
A familiar voice came from behind.
"Sister—" A boy wearing a veil appeared from a wooden door in the central hall.
The boy still wore a veiled hat, adorned with white feathers at the junction with the black gauze, and wore a purple inner robe. His long, dark hair flowed freely, seemingly shimmering with silver light.
Linghu Zhuoyu was the first to spot the familiar girl in the crowd, and then his gaze settled on her hand as it touched a man in white.
My initial excitement and joy were suddenly dampened by a bucket of cold water.
"Yu Yu!" Mu Jianjian went to the sound and saw Linghu Zhuoyu with a red ribbon tied on his left arm. She waved happily.
As expected of Yu Yu! She was also among the top ten in the evaluation and received the red ribbon!
But then I suddenly realized something was wrong.
Wait a minute, why does this feel so eerie?
Recalling the original plot, Mu Jianjian realized that this was the place where the female lead, Sang Wanyue, and the third male lead, Linghu Zhuoyu, first met.
Sang Wanyue ranked first in the evaluation and won the Golden Silk. In the central hall, she encountered a female cultivator from the Golden Crow Shrine, one of the "Four Sects". The battle was fierce. Even after triggering the "Blood Reversal Technique" that severed her finger, one of her eyes was still gouged out. In the end, she was rescued by Linghu Zhuoyu, who happened to be passing by.
Mu Jianjian: ...
It seems she washed away Linghu Zhuoyu's romantic storyline!
Oh no, she didn't mean it!
Seeing Linghu Zhuoyu rushing towards her, Mu Jianjian lowered her head guiltily, completely unaware of the oppressive aura emanating from Chi Wenqing beside her.
Although the female cultivator didn't appear, the appearance of Aunt Shangguan almost caused the female lead to lose a finger using the "Blood Reversal Technique." I believe Linghu Zhuoyu would also feel sorry for someone like Sang Wanyue...
Just as she was trying to comfort herself, Linghu Zhuoyu reached out to Mu Jianjian's hand, which was draped over Chi Wenqing's arm, and said, "Sister, you've suffered a lot of injuries in the few days I haven't seen you."
He tenderly glanced at the new and old marks on Mu Jianjian's body. Hua Hua, unable to come out from under the veil, also hung her little head.
"I'm fine. But you, did you encounter any danger?" The indentation on my palm has healed a lot after my senior brother treated me last time. The scar has scabbed over and new flesh has grown.
"So many! Sister, the last level was really super, super difficult. I was all alone," Linghu Zhuoyu's voice was as clear and sweet as a spring. "I had to distinguish so many medicines. Everyone else was targeting me. It was so difficult to pass the level and finally see you."
Hua Hua listened to her scumbag owner's lies, and if she could roll her eyes, she would have rolled them to the ends of the earth long ago.
"Super difficult" means passing the "color sense" test, easily selecting the most suitable herbal medicine from thousands of flavors, and then using poison techniques to control substances and scare the group of people silly!
They've received the red silk and they're still acting like this! Hypocritical!
"Yu Yu! You've worked so hard!" Mu Jianjian believed her.
The two's oblivious conversation made Sang Wanyue frown imperceptibly. She glanced at Chi Wenqing, who was equally displeased, but felt secretly pleased.
"Senior Sister, we'll leave now to search for the Black Silk." The Xuan Shuang Sect disciple, whose left arm was wrapped in blue silk, walked up to Sang Wanyue after everyone had rested.
Although the leader assigned the senior sister to lead the team, she had already been a major burden to the senior sister and had even been framed. The group had long been prepared to act alone in this challenge.
"Be careful." Sang Wanyue nodded, not caring. After they disappeared behind the wooden door, her gaze returned to Mu Jianjian.
“This is Chi Wenqing,” Mu Jianjian introduced happily to Linghu Zhuoyu, “and that’s Sang Wanyue. They are both from the Xuan Shuang Sect.”
Wow, the main cast is top-notch!
Can she hope to just coast through this stage?
Linghu Zhuoyu seemed not to see the two people and was about to continue talking to her when a handkerchief was placed on Mu Jianjian's face.
“Yuanyuan, your face got dirty during the fight.” Chi Wenqing’s slender, jade-like fingers moved silently between the “siblings” and glanced at the veiled boy who had fallen silent.
He recognized him at a glance—it was Linghu Zhuoyu…
Shouldn't he be following Sang Wanyue around like a shadow, instead of clinging to his junior sister?
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