Chapter 7 As long as you don't die from the refining, refine until you die.
Sang Wanyue had become even thinner and taller after a few days apart, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water, cold and sharp.
Mu Jianjian recoiled as if she had been electrocuted, even taking a small step back.
Wasn't he called Uncle Guo? Why did the female lead rush over?
As the last trace of warmth faded from his fingertips, Chi Wenqing's eyes deepened, his eyelashes trembled, and he glanced indifferently at the woman carrying a medicine box in front of the courtyard gate.
When Sang Wanyue saw the person covered in blood, she was shocked and couldn't help but take a half step back. This was... the ruthless Demon Lord of Yingzhou!
No, not yet. Right now, he's just an ordinary disciple of the Xuan Shuang Sect.
But why are Chi Wenqing and Mu Jianjian so familiar with each other?
"Miss!" The maid arrived late, panting, and stood behind Sang Wanyue. "Master Guo is not in the Chinese Medicine Hall, so I asked his apprentice, Miss Sang, to come."
So that's how it is. No wonder she's the female lead; she was accepted as a disciple by the strict Master Guo.
Mu Jianjian smiled, her slender body, stained with blood, appearing even more fragile. "Senior Sister Sang, I'm sorry to trouble you so late."
Her voice was playful and teasing, and her messy hair danced in the cold wind, giving her a somewhat pitiful appearance.
"It's no trouble at all." Sang Wanyue looked away, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and what came to mind was the other person's pitiful eyes. "I should be thanking you. Thank you for always caring about my mother."
"Me." Sang Wanyue added in her mind.
She was not blinded by the blood feud of her past life. Since her rebirth, she has watched her mother's condition improve, become a disciple of the Second Elder to learn medicine, and receive attention from the sect.
Sang Wanyue knew that Mu Jianjian's daily visits to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic were essential to her success. Even if the Buddha's Heart Grass was a donation, the actions themselves were undeniable.
Such a warm person... would someone really steal her meridians in a past life?
The female lead thanked her!
"Senior sister, don't worry about it." Mu Jianjian remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she was overjoyed. She helped the weak Chi Wenqing into the room and instructed him, "Senior brother, I'll keep watch outside. Just call me if anything happens."
Ignoring his expression, Mu Jianjian finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Sang Wanyue go in with the medicine box. She noticed the maids still guarding outside the courtyard and waved to them.
"Miss!" A maid ran over.
"Go to my room and prepare a bucket of hot water. I want to take a bath tonight." Mu Jianjian's mind conjured up images of pine trees in the system space, with a fruit growing on them.
Without further ado, she must eat the fruit tonight to cleanse her marrow!
After the maid left, Mu Jianjian sat on the steps, bored, propping her neck up and waiting quietly.
I thought I would have to wait a long time, but Sang Wanyue came out in less than half an hour.
The first thing the other person did after coming out was to stuff pills into her mouth.
"He said you were injured too?" Sang Wanyue hurriedly took out the pills from the porcelain bottle and handed them to Mu Jianjian, but when she found that Mu Jianjian did not take them, she immediately realized that the young lady did not need her cheap and low-quality medicine.
With a self-deprecating smile, Sang Wanyue was about to withdraw her hand when she saw a small hand, slightly dusty and scratched, take the pill away. She looked up.
A familiar face wore an unfamiliar, warm smile. Mu Jianjian swallowed the pill and smiled, "Thank you, Senior Sister. Is my Senior Brother alright now?"
A strange feeling welled up from the bottom of her heart. Sang Wanyue composed herself and recalled the situation when she had just treated Chi Wenqing. "He has fallen asleep and is fine. He will be alright after a few days of rest."
Mu Jianjian nodded and escorted Sang Wanyue to the courtyard entrance. Just as they were about to part, she noticed Sang Wanyue's hesitant expression.
"What's wrong, Senior Sister?"
“You…you need to be careful of Chi Wenqing,” Sang Wanyue said seriously, knowing that the man was not as he appeared.
She had just checked his pulse; it was clearly chaotic and blocked. Yet, despite the severe injury to his back, his expression was calm and his complexion was normal. And that chilling, extremely oppressive gaze...
Hopefully she's mistaken.
Mu Jianjian then realized that in the female lead's mind, the original owner was once a "saintly woman who killed the villain with the protagonist's halo," no wonder she looked at them so strangely.
So she deliberately misunderstood and said, "Okay, senior sister, I will definitely pay attention to senior brother and take good care of him these days."
Sang Wanyue: ...
She sighed and thought, "Oh well, I'll just have to be more careful in the future."
After saying goodbye, Mu Jianjian glanced back at Chi Wenqing's quiet courtyard before hurrying back to her own.
"Are you sure you want to do the marrow cleansing tonight? Should we rest for a bit and try again tomorrow?" the system asked with concern.
"It's too late, I need to cultivate quickly," Mu Jianjian recalled the scenes of Chi Wenqing protecting her and Sang Wanyue caring for her. She immersed herself in a tub of water and said solemnly, "I need to enter the secret realm to change the plot."
In the original book, Chi Wenqing encountered one of the "Five Eccentrics" of Yingzhou in the inner layer of the secret realm, and was infected with Gu poison, becoming a human-shaped Gu.
During her battle with a demon beast, Sang Wanyue was ambushed and had her right eye gouged out. It wasn't until Ye Wuluo found a "mermaid pearl" for her in the middle of the game that she was able to have a prosthetic eye.
Perhaps before it was for the sake of going home, but this time Mu Jianjian had a selfish motive—she hoped that these people could live well.
Mu Jianjian made a clenched fist in the air, and a dark blue-black fruit the size of a thumb appeared in her palm. She swallowed it without hesitation.
"By the way, there are no side effects if it doesn't work, right?" It was only after the fact that I realized it.
System: You've already swallowed it, so why are you asking me anything?
But at this moment, Mu Jianjian had no mind to complain to the system. The tearing sensation spread from her chest to her whole body, as if a sledgehammer was hitting her head. She could even hear the cracking of her bones as she gasped for breath.
A spurt of blood gushed from her mouth, and her fingernails dug deep into her palms. She wondered why she had always found the 800-meter run so difficult.
Physiological tears flowed continuously, some even tinged with blood. Her five senses—sight, hearing, touch—were shut off one by one. Mu Jianjian remained motionless, but her chest rose and fell slightly as she persevered.
She thought to herself that she had to save Chi Wenqing and Sang Wanyue.
——
Mu Jianjian woke up in the cool water, but she wasn't cold. She shivered and got up. The world in front of her seemed clearer and brighter than before. She asked in surprise.
"System! Did I succeed?"
"Yes, host." The system was pleased.
Mu Jianjian thought to herself, "As expected of her!" Then, when she looked in the mirror while changing clothes, she felt that she had become more beautiful.
Her features are more refined than before, her skin is fair and beautiful, and she no longer has the sickly fragility of the past. Instead, she has rosy cheeks and a lively and cheerful temperament.
She hesitated for a moment, but still used face powder to whiten her face. After all, it was not only suspicious but also difficult to explain that someone who had been sick for eighteen years could suddenly become healthy and able to cultivate.
After taking care of everything, Mu Jianjian went next door to find Chi Wenqing. After waiting for a while and not seeing him, she went directly to the library.
She wanted to make the most of every minute before the secret realm opened, learning and cultivating at the same time.
Unexpectedly, he spent a whole month immersed in the library, cultivating to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep.
Mu Jianjian said: As long as I don't die from the refining, I'll refine it to the point of death.
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The back hall of the Xuan Shuang Sect.
A middle-aged man in black, with rugged features, looked at the white-clad man with an injury on his back and sighed, "Wen Qing, I'm sorry you had to go through this."
“Master, protecting my junior sister is my duty. How can you say I’m wronged?” Chi Wenqing’s smile was gentle and elegant, and his posture was upright.
Mu Yutian shook his head. He knew the Fourth Elder's temper, but since the other party was unwilling to talk more, he let it go. "The Xuan Tian Secret Realm opens once every ten years and its whereabouts are uncertain. It is a rare opportunity for juniors to cultivate immortality. Now, there are many opportunities on the southern edge of the mountain. I still had some doubts, but after the Immortal Gate opened yesterday, the location of the secret realm this year was finally confirmed."
"The requirement to enter the secret realm is below the Core Formation stage. Considering the entire sect, I would like you to lead the disciples there. What do you think?"
"My meridians are blocked and my cultivation is too low; I'm afraid I'm not up to the task."
As expected, Mu Yutian was about to wave his hand when he heard him say...
"However, this disciple has a candidate to recommend." Chi Wenqing lowered his eyes, a calculating look in his eyes.
"who?"
“Sang Wanyue,” Chi Wenqing said calmly, “has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage before she was even twenty. She has a calm personality and a resolute mind.”
He recalled the other party's words that night, telling Mu Jianjian to be careful of him, and sneered inwardly.
Should we be careful of him? We should definitely be careful, after all, he is vindictive and petty.
He's not even twenty yet and has reached the Foundation Establishment stage! You have to understand that Ye Wuluo, a famous genius on the continent, only reached the Core Formation stage at twenty. When did such a genius appear in the sect?
Mu Yutian stroked his beard, deep in thought.
When Chi Wenqing looked up and saw his expression, she knew that the candidate was almost certainly the one.
"Master, I have another question to ask." He recalled Mu Jianjian's silly face when she cared about him.
"What is it?"
"Have you given any herbs to your junior sister?" Chi Wenqing asked. "Recently, my junior sister has acquired many unknown herbs, and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall wants to register them."
“No,” Mu Yutian said with a doting smile, mentioning his daughter. “I guess this little girl went off somewhere to pick weeds again. What kind of medicinal herbs are they?”
Chi Wenqing smiled and said, "Yes, Master."
Mu Jianjian is full of nonsense; she's a gullible little fool who thinks she's clever.
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