Chapter 26 Regarding the fact that I'm the only one in the main group who doesn't know medicine.
Mu Jianjian blushed, but fortunately, the human skin mask she was wearing prevented it from showing, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing.
Sang Wanyue frowned; she was a woman and she didn't even carry a handkerchief!
Is this gentle and refined man taking care of a woman really the ruthless and feared Demon Lord of Yingzhou in his past life?
When Linghu Zhuoyu saw that claw touch her sister's face, she already bit her lip in dissatisfaction.
What?! This guy doesn't even know my sister's real name, what right does he have to touch her?!
Seeing the three of them looking at each other with a "happy atmosphere," Mu Jianjian was very pleased.
Not bad, not bad. By rounding up, we're almost turning our senior brother into a straight man, achieving a happy ending through a roundabout approach!
“Sister, someone has poisoned you with incense,” Linghu Zhuoyu said, gently rubbing the flowers under the veil. “Ten-Step Incense is mostly used for tracking. The closer the poisoner is, the stronger the scent will be on their body.”
"Huh?" Mu Jianjian was startled. When had she been poisoned? She hadn't been on guard at all. Seeing the calm expressions of Chi Wenqing and Sang Wanyue beside her, she raised her index finger. "You didn't know all along, did you?"
“Yuanyuan, this poison is not dangerous. Keeping it on your body will help you find the person who poisoned you.”
After Chi Wenqing finished speaking, Sang Wanyue, who was standing next to him, nodded.
It was only natural that the two men looked at her.
Mu Jianjian: ...
That's right. Sang Wanyue naturally learned medicine by becoming Guo Shishu's apprentice, while Chi Wenqing, as one of the "Three Good Youths of Xuan Shuang Sect," read countless books in the early stages.
Needless to say, Linghu Zhuoyu was also an exception.
Regarding the fact that I am the only one in the main characters who doesn't know medicine.
I'm so frustrated! Why did I have to drag her into this?!
The main characters must not engage in infighting!
When the three saw Mu Jianjian's complexion suddenly turn bad, they assumed she was frightened and were about to comfort her when Chi Wenqing glanced at the wooden door to the east.
The next second, the wooden door was flung open with a bang, followed by a high-pitched male voice.
"Junior sister, that woman must be inside! I'll retrieve her black silk right now!"
"Alright, we can't let her get away this time!"
The woman's voice was light and crisp, as if she had already secured victory.
Immediately afterward, the two opened the wooden door and discovered that there was not only a girl, but also three men and women with red ribbons wrapped around their hands.
All four of them turned their gazes toward them simultaneously.
Senior and junior brothers and sisters: ...
When Mu Jianjian saw the two senior and junior disciples, a look of sympathy flashed across her eyes, which finally settled on the black silk ribbons wrapped around their left arms.
What are they doing, sending black silk from so far away?
"Sister, let me do it." Linghu Zhuoyu stepped in front of Mu Jianjian first, followed closely by Sang Wanyue, who took out her twin swords.
"Wan Yue, Yue Yue, you just used up so much spiritual power, you should rest first," Mu Jianjian said worriedly.
A warm feeling welled up in Sang Wanyue's heart, and she gently shook her head, "We don't need to deal with them."
Mu Jianjian chuckled as she watched the two figures disappear into the distance, occasionally enjoying herself as the slouching dog behind the main characters.
"Yuanyuan, shall I help you detoxify?"
A clear, gentle voice reached her ears, and Mu Jianjian turned to Chi Wenqing with a smile, "Okay."
Senior and junior brothers and sisters: The way you act as if no one else is around is really hurtful.
——
By the time the poison in Mu Jianjian's body was cured, the situation on the other side was already clear: Linghu Zhuoyu was proficient in poisons, while Sang Wanyue's cultivation level was suppressed.
They easily defeated the two.
Mu Jianjian watched as the two main characters pressed them to the ground and rubbed them against the ground, then tied the black silk that the other party "voluntarily" handed over to her arm, and then clapped wildly on the side.
"The Fanjin Palace has four halls: east, south, west, and north. The black belt in the central hall has already been taken away." Sang Wanyue wiped her knife and frowned.
This was the first place she rushed to, but she was still a step too late and ran into Aunt Shangguan.
"Where do we go next?" Mu Jianjian looked at Sang Wanyue. It was taken away? No wonder the female lead only had a red ribbon on her arm when she first saw her.
“We’re closest to the West Branch Hall,” Sang Wanyue thought Mu Yuanyuan’s starry eyes looked familiar. “Defeat the imprisoned monsters there to obtain the Black Silk.”
——
The four of them headed towards the West Hall, and their journey was smooth and unimpeded; they did not encounter any cultivators along the way.
The central hall led to the western border in no time. The entire western region was filled with a heavy, pungent smell of blood, which seemed to seep into the skin at any moment, making people feel disgusted.
The closer one gets to the west hall, the clearer the smell of blood becomes.
Linghu Zhuoyu stopped in front of the wooden door and slowly pushed it open. The scene before him stunned all four of them.
Gravity flipped, and on their opposing walls lay countless corpses, blood flowing like rivers. Above them, cultivators from different factions were frantically cutting down the vines and thorns that covered the area.
At the very center is a huge flower bud, wrapped by more than a dozen petals. Bright red blood mixed with whitish liquid slowly flows down from the gaps, yet it shows no cracks despite being attacked.
The wailing echoed throughout the hall, and as far as the eye could see, there were severed limbs and broken arms, accompanied by the stench of blood from vines piercing the walls.
This is not the West Palace.
This was Mu Jianjian's first thought.
This is the Southern Palace, known as the "Realm of Slaughter".
Sang Wanyue quickly realized the problem as well, and she took a step back. "Let's go, let's go quickly."
Before anyone could move, the door behind them slammed shut with a loud thud that sent a chill down their spines.
The vines inside the room then appeared one after another, leaving everyone with no choice but to take out their magical artifacts and engage in battle.
Mu Jianjian turned to her senior brother and instructed him, "Chi Wenqing, you fight alongside me, so we can look out for each other."
Seeing that the white-robed man obediently followed behind the girl, Linghu Zhuoyu snorted and drew a talisman array with his fingers.
What a useless piece of trash, needing his older sister to protect him.
Despite thinking this way, a feeling of jealousy still welled up inside me.
He also really wanted his older sister to protect him!
Sang Wanyue brandished her twin swords, yet she still spotted the man in the crowd at a glance.
The man was dressed in loose red clothes, a magnificent robe, a golden crown and jade belt, with a red silk ribbon wrapped around his left arm. He had a cynical smile on his lips, waved a golden fan and a vine in each hand, and his blood-stained face added to his sinister charm.
No network at night.
How come I keep running into this person everywhere?
Just as she was stunned, the vines quickly surrounded her, and the carnivorous flowers growing from the branches were about to touch her arm when a golden fan with intricate carvings flew over and sliced it in two.
Before Sang Wanyue could react, a red figure appeared behind her, accompanied by a deep, magnetic male voice.
"Little Yue'er, are you distracted because you think I'm too handsome?"
When the sound reached Mu Jianjian's ears, she couldn't help but shiver.
The plot has fallen apart... The male and female protagonists in the original book didn't meet in this place!
Witnessing the "intimate" interaction between the male and female protagonists, and seeing the envious and jealous female cultivators behind them, Mu Jianjian felt as if she had been kicked for no reason while walking down the street.
We still need to rely on you! Ye Wuluo!
We're already in such a dangerous place, why are we still trying to increase our intimacy level?
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