Chapter 90 Is there such a possibility?
Mu Jianjian looked at the man's face, which had turned pale with anger, and as if realizing something, she propped her head up with her hand and said, "I remember now, you're the one who framed someone to get a reward, got so angry that you wanted to hit me, and ended up getting beaten up by me instead... Lin Changkuo?"
The girl rattled off a long speech almost without pausing, and the surrounding disciples displayed various expressions.
The Third Elder was watching the situation unfold from the sidelines and was about to speak when he saw another uninvited guest arrive at the door.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the Fourth Elder lead a group of disciples into the martial arts arena, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
Mu Jianjian naturally noticed the commotion at the door.
The disciples in cyan robes and those in pale yellow robes split into two factions, dividing the entire fighting arena. She immediately realized that the other side was preparing to start the fight ahead of schedule.
Mu Jianjian turned to look at the Third Elder, who had a conflicted expression. She anxiously transmitted her voice, "Third Elder, could you please go to the back room of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall and take care of my father?"
It seems the Grand Elder has already gone there with his men!
Uncle Guo and the disciples of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall are no match for the people from the Grand Elder's faction!
“You don’t need to worry about this,” she added, casting a pleading look at the veiled boy in the corner. “My friends and I will hold them off.”
After speaking, he mouthed "help me" to Linghu Zhuoyu.
Linghu Zhuoyu's gaze was fixed on the black-robed girl on the stage. When he saw the girl turn her head softly and reveal a pleading look, his heart stirred and a blush rose on his fair face under the veil.
He stopped next to the girl in the next second.
That's great... I can stand by my sister's side and protect her...
Although the Third Elder knew this method was risky, he clearly had no better options and could only trust the young lady and the young divine doctor.
Even though he could see the boy's cultivation level at a glance, he still felt a strange sense of oppression from the boy whose face he couldn't see.
Master Mu of Xinyou Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall was about to leave when he was stopped by the Fourth Elder.
"It's so late. I didn't expect Zhanqing Peak to be so lively. Where is the Third Elder rushing off to this time?" the Fourth Elder said with a smile, raising his hand to signal to the disciples behind him.
"Fourth Elder, let me give you a piece of advice: when you're eating with that old fox, don't eat too much, or you'll end up with a torn belly." The Third Elder said this and then glanced at Song Yin, who was already gathering his disciples.
He trusted his disciple Song Yin completely, and the rest depended on the young lady and the veiled boy.
The Fourth Elder snorted coldly and was about to make a move when he saw a wisp of black mist slowly coiling around his hand. Upon closer inspection, he saw that beneath the dark, thick mist were tiny, barely perceptible long black lines.
"Your opponent is me." Linghu Zhuoyu said casually, shaking the Silkworm Bone Banner as if it were a toy.
The Fourth Elder flicked his hand, and the black mist seemed to be shaken away, dissipating from beside his arm. He stared at the boy in front of him as if he were looking at a lamb blocking his way. "Let's finish this quickly."
With the Fourth Elder's order, the entire arena descended into chaos.
Mu Jianjian withdrew her gaze from Linghu Zhuoyu, who was fighting with the Fourth Elder, and looked at Song Yin, who was protecting her, and said, "Senior Brother Song, don't worry about me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the true energy of the fourth level of Foundation Establishment spread out rapidly. Song Yin glanced at her in surprise, then turned around and plunged into the melee. "Take care, Junior Sister."
In the chaos of battle, no one will care whose daughter she is.
Mu Jianjian was preoccupied with the idea of helping Yuyu. She impatiently dodged the attack from behind and pointed the Morning and Evening Hairpin at Lin Changkuo's forehead with her right hand.
"You're so annoying."
The girl's anxious expression turned into helpless exasperation in Lin Changkuo's eyes. He laughed and said, "If Junior Sister Jianjian is willing to join us, Senior Brother can persuade Master to spare your life."
"Ugh..." Mu Jianjian rolled her eyes, her voice even colder, "Do you know how much anger I held back in the courtroom before I beat you to death?"
There were many people in the public hall, so she did not choose to avenge her maid, Shan Xia. After leaving the public hall, she received news that Lin Changkuo had returned to the peak to recuperate.
Mu Jianjian hadn't found an opportunity to make a move, but she didn't expect the other party to run right into her.
Lin Changkuo thought he had misheard. "What?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't help you last time, which gave you the illusion that you were very strong." Mu Jianjian apologized sincerely, but the next second a beam of light fell on Lin Changkuo.
Lin Changkuo didn't dodge, letting himself be hit like that. The right half of his chest was blown apart, showing a bloody and rotten appearance. In front of Mu Jianjian, he opened a black porcelain bottle and was about to take out a black pill from it when Mu Jianjian interrupted his actions.
She vaguely sensed something was wrong. Clutching the porcelain bottle she had just snatched from Lin Changkuo's hand, she was about to speak when she saw the man in front of her's cultivation level surge from the first level of Foundation Establishment to the seventh level.
Mu Jianjian frowned and cautiously backed away.
She remembered that Lin Changkuo had been snatched away by her before he even ate the Black Pill... Why would this happen?
There has never been a medicine on the mainland that could cause such a dramatic increase in a person's cultivation level!
The answer was vaguely emerging in Mu Jianjian's mind, almost ready to be revealed.
"You wouldn't believe it, would you? My medicine has already entered my body. The pill bottle only served as a catalyst; it was just a decoy."
After Lin Chang finished speaking, he tried to find a trace of fear on the girl's face, but unexpectedly found that Mu Jianjian's face was completely calm, and even showed a hint of... disdain.
As if to prove something, Lin Changkuo continued, "As long as you submit to me, I can spare your life."
He gazed at the girl's stunning face, and a wicked thought arose in his heart.
"Have you ever considered this possibility?" Mu Jianjian asked, puzzled, "Even after taking this potion that supposedly boosts cultivation, you still might not be able to beat me?"
Lin Changkuo remained silent, feeling the immense power within his body. His attacks became even faster. There was no point in saying more; once he defeated her, she would naturally submit to him!
Mu Jianjian held the Morning and Evening Hairpin in her hand, and golden threads slowly shimmered in her right pupil.
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