Chapter 62 I think it's your cycle of reincarnation
After the two formally entered the Zhu Pavilion, two red lights flashed and passed through their wrists, forming a bracelet with the character "Xuan" lightly engraved on it.
Following the red thread, Sang Wanyue carried Mu Jianjian upstairs.
In her previous life, she barely managed to obtain a "land" with the help of Ye Wuluo, and even then, she fought fiercely with other cultivators over a share in the "land" room.
"Little Yue'er, take this bracelet and go to the room at the top."
"Then what will you do?"
"Of course I'm going to help Xiaoyue take care of some of the trash."
The man spoke casually, and his upturned, captivating eyes were mesmerizing at first glance.
Sang Wanyue stopped reminiscing and walked to the third floor of the Zhu Pavilion with a cold expression.
There are five rooms on this floor, and the red lines on the two people's charts point to the same room.
Sang Wanyue stood in front of the red gate. The moment the gate opened automatically, she was greeted by steaming white mist.
"Why are there people again? They're so annoying! Brother, get them out of here!" A haughty female voice emerged from the thick white fog.
"Alright, I'd like to see who dares to trespass on this territory!"
In the large square "Xuan" room, Zhu Ge would assign five people. The sizable pool had been divided into three sections, which were occupied by three people in a triangular shape. The two closest to each other were the brother and sister who had just spoken.
Sang Wanyue glanced at the silent figure furthest away, then focused her attention on the green-clad man who had emerged from the pool and walked up to her.
The man in green was stunned when he saw Sang Wanyue's face. He bent down with ill intent and said in a teasing tone, "Little beauty, if you follow me, I'll let you go into the pool to heal your injuries, okay?"
"Brother! I don't want to be in the pool with her! Especially that ugly thing she's holding! It's so filthy, covered in blood, and why is her skin purple?! Okay—"
Before the woman could even utter the word "ugly," her tongue was sliced off with a sharp "rip"!
"Aaaaaahhhhhh—"
Although the woman covered her mouth, blood still dripped from the corner of her mouth into the pool. Strangely, the clear pool water showed no signs of being polluted.
"What are you yelling about! Just drink some water!" The man glared at the woman with annoyance, then looked at Sang Wanyue with deep affection again. "Beauty, you have quite a fiery temper, which I like."
The woman in the pool gulped down water, but her gaze toward the two people at the door was malevolent.
She was just stating the truth!
Once her tongue grows back and she's fully recovered, I'll make those two pay!
"Move aside, I'll count to three." Sang Wanyue immediately discerned the strength of the brother and sister. She was more concerned about the person shrouded in white mist at the very back of the room.
"I am—"
"Forget it, I'm not counting anymore." Sang Wanyue looked down at Mu Jianjian, who had already lost consciousness, her patience completely gone.
As soon as he finished speaking, an ice spike pierced straight through the green-clad man's chest, leaving him no time to react!
With a calm expression, Sang Wanyue walked past the man into the pool, gently embraced Mu Jianjian, and lightly cut the girl's finger to release the pale purple blood.
After finishing everything, she looked up at the two siblings who were attacking her from the front and back, but Sang Wanyue's eyes remained completely calm.
Indeed, strength determines everything.
As she thought about this, she seemed to realize something, and the smile that bloomed on her face was as pure as a snow lotus, but turned into a charming allure because of the mole at the corner of her eye.
Perhaps Wu Luo felt the same way when he looked at himself challenging him the night before.
"Bang bang—"
The brother and sister were instantly thrown back by the intense pressure. There were no signs of damage on the walls of the Xuanzi room, but their bodies fell to the ground like puddles of mud.
The white fog continued to swirl and billow, unaffected in any way.
The younger sister was lucky to fall into the pool, and although her injuries were healing very slowly, they were still progressing. The older brother was different; he fell near the door and did not touch the edge of the pool.
He tried to struggle to climb into the pool, but he was trembling and unable to move.
His bones shattered completely under the opponent's attack. Was he too weak, or was this woman too strong?
"Lord Lan...Lord Lan..." The green-clad man's voice was muffled and unclear, but it was still possible to make out the name he was calling.
My little sister is already submerged in the pool and hasn't moved...
He struggled to lift his head, placing his last hope on the person inside who had remained silent throughout the entire ordeal.
Sang Wanyue finally raised her gaze, moving from Mu Jianjian's skin where the purple marks were gradually fading to the dark shadows behind the thick fog.
Lan Yi glanced with annoyance at the two siblings who were beaten into a pulp by their inferior skills. He took a deep breath, and after leaving the pool, he instantly landed next to the man in green and kicked him into the pool.
At this point, the younger sister had recovered somewhat and was finally able to speak, but her speech was slurred. "Lord Lan, this woman has bullied us! You must help us, my brother and I, avenge our family!"
Lan Yi didn't want to bother with these two ignorant fools, but considering that the Holy Son might need the small faction behind them, he decided to do them a favor and help them solve their problem.
But when he turned around, he froze.
The woman in the pool was stunningly beautiful, with an elegant and refined demeanor. She stared at him intently, her expression enigmatic.
"Miss Sang Wanyue?" Lan Yi called out the woman's name slowly and deliberately, her voice tinged with surprise and anger. "What are you doing here?"
"Otherwise, where should I be?" Sang Wanyue felt relieved as she saw Mu Jianjian's hands and feet gradually returning to their normal skin color.
"Do you know how long the Holy Son has been searching for you?!" Lan Yi's voice was almost a shout. "The Holy Son has practically turned the entire inner layer of the secret realm upside down in search of you!"
When Miss Mu Jianjian fell ill and her life was in danger, her master would worry and be afraid, but he was never filled with suffocating helplessness.
But that day happened, even if only for a fleeting moment—
Endless confusion and regret.
"Then why weren't they found?" Sang Wanyue looked up, her eyes filled with confusion.
"You! Don't be ungrateful!" Lan Yi angrily pointed at the woman, "What is your status, Holy Son?"
He's just an ordinary Xuan Shuang disciple. Does he really think he's something just because he has the Holy Son's company in the previous secret realm?
“I see,” Sang Wanyue’s voice was devoid of any emotion. “So I have to be grateful, is that it?”
"Shouldn't it be like this? The Holy Son gave you a magical artifact, bestowed upon you an opportunity, and paved the way for you. You're not only ungrateful, but you also act arrogantly and throw a tantrum?" Looking at the woman's cold face, Lan Yi felt sorry for her master.
This woman doesn't like her master at all, and she doesn't know why her master cares about her so much.
"Lu Lu Lu, I think this is your path of reincarnation!"
A punch landed squarely on Lan Yi's face.
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