Chapter 92 Sister, don't worry about me
The girl leaned back, and the Fourth Elder's white wooden whiskers lashed her right hand. A sharp pain made her release the hairpin. The intense pressure enveloped her, stronger than any enemy she had ever encountered before.
This is the difference between Core Formation and Foundation Establishment.
With just one move, he caused her to drop her magical artifact, and the oppressive force rendered her unable to move.
Linghu Zhuoyu looked over with concern, then shifted his gaze to a dark figure at the edge of the arena.
You're already here, why aren't you helping your sister?
He was so worried... He should have known better than to fake his injury.
A slight feeling of regret began to spread in my heart.
"It has reached this point in just a few days?" The Fourth Elder, having missed his attack, looked at Mu Jianjian, who was still gritting her teeth and persevering, and glanced at the disciples of the two factions who had already separated their battles. He didn't care. "It's just a pity that she is about to die by my hand now."
He's always had a good eye for people, and look at Mu Yutian's daughter...
He is indeed a cultivation genius, but what's the use of that?
Countless geniuses die on the road to becoming strong.
Mu Jianjian was frighteningly calm. The gap between Foundation Establishment and Core Formation was insurmountable, but she could still try her best.
What would Yueyue do if she were here?
Having already broken through to the Core Formation stage, Yueyue will definitely use "Blood Reversal" to directly retaliate.
"Crack, crack," Mu Jianjian's ankle made a cracking sound due to the pressure. Facing the surging true energy coming from all directions, she slowly touched the amethyst necklace she wore around her neck.
"Ding ding—"
The fragments of the amethyst necklace that fell were thrown by Mu Jianjian with her true energy into the surrounding waves. The collision of the two caused a shockwave that was almost tearing apart and suffocating.
Amidst the thick smoke, a young girl clutching a flower hairpin charged toward the Fourth Elder. The blood blisters covering her body did not hinder her speed and steps. Meeting the Fourth Elder's astonished gaze, she clashed with the wooden staff in his hand.
The Fourth Elder was surprised, but then felt disdain.
Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it's utterly overestimating one's own strength.
He was about to throw the wooden staff away again when he found himself frozen in place, unable to move at all. Along with the immense pressure came a fear that arose from his heart.
This sense of oppression... he had only ever seen in one person.
However, according to the plan, that person should have already died from poisoning.
The Fourth Elder turned his head stiffly, only to see a tall figure slowly walking out of the shadows, looking at him with no emotion whatsoever, as if he were looking at a dead man.
Mu...Mu Yutian...
How did I end up here?
Has the Grand Elder already failed?
But even with the Third Elder and the Second Elder together, they shouldn't be able to withstand the First Elder after he's been injected with the potion. What went wrong?
"Father!" Mu Jianjian's emotions, which had been under great pressure for a long time, finally relaxed. She ran quickly to Mu Yutian's side and smiled. "How is Father's health?"
Looking at his daughter's undisguised concern, Mu Yutian felt gratified. He ruffled the girl's black hair and said, "It's alright, Daddy will take care of things here."
The first thing he did upon waking was to deal with the people brought by the Grand Elder, and then he heard an incredibly pleasant surprise from his Uncle Guo—
Jianjian didn't die; in fact, she recovered and can now cultivate.
Even their personalities changed drastically, becoming strong and brave.
Mu Yutian rushed towards the martial arts arena on Zhanqing Peak and saw a young girl facing off against the Fourth Elder without fear. Although her face was familiar, her demeanor and temperament were completely unfamiliar.
At that moment, he was terrified that everything he was seeing was a dream. He only dared to watch quietly in the dark. Then he saw the girl holding the hairpin facing the Fourth Elder.
Now, the little girl who used to cry and scream for ages over the slightest injury is now smiling and concerned for him, even though she has blood blisters on her body from the explosion of her true energy.
"Okay." Mu Jianjian nodded. Seeing Mu Yutian fly towards the Fourth Elder, the disciples of Zhanqing Peak seemed to have found their leader and all knocked down the other faction's people.
She squatted down next to Linghu Zhuoyu and said, "Yuyu, let me help you to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic so that Uncle Guo can take a look at you."
Realizing that the other person was a divine physician, Mu Jianjian added, "Or do you have any elixirs that can cure this?"
Linghu Zhuoyu saw through the veil that the girl's body was still covered in blood blisters. She bit her lip and handed her a pill. "Sister, don't worry about me. I'm sorry, sister... please take this first, okay?"
Apologize sincerely.
Mu Jianjian didn't understand why the boy kept saying "sorry" while he was speaking. If anyone should say "sorry," it should be her!
She reached out and took the pill; the blood blisters and wounds on her body were clearly showing signs of healing. "And what about you?"
"I'm fine, sister, don't worry about me, sister." Linghu Zhuoyu lowered her head, her voice low.
It's all because he was too greedy and wanted more; otherwise, his sister wouldn't have gotten hurt.
"Don't think like that..." Before Mu Jianjian could finish speaking, a male voice came from behind her.
"Young master, if you don't mind, you can come to our medicine hall on Zhanqing Peak for treatment." Song Yin had been paying close attention to the situation here, and after dealing with the disciples there, he immediately came over to speak to Mu Jianjian.
"That will be troublesome," Mu Jianjian happily agreed, then turned to Linghu Zhuoyu and instructed, "Your meridians are disordered, so you can't move around recklessly. The medicine hall is nearby, so you can ask someone to fetch medicine and refine pills. I will come to see you!"
Linghu Zhuoyu's deep eyes swept lightly across Song Yin's face as he stared at the girl through the veil, and he clicked his tongue softly.
I should have just agreed to go to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic with my sister; at least it's closer.
That's so unfair! You tried to draw a circle for your sister, but ended up getting caught in it yourself!
——
Inside the medicine hall at Zhanqing Peak.
Linghu Zhuoyu sat cross-legged in front of a golden-purple cauldron, his fingers subtly stirring the fire beneath. Before he could make his next move, he glanced coldly out the window.
The next second, a black object was thrown in and flew towards the lid of the cauldron.
Linghu Zhuoyu reached out and grasped it before opening it, revealing a black scorpion with its head and pincers hanging low, not daring to look at him.
"Master Mu." Linghu Zhuoyu lowered his eyes, put the black scorpion into the hidden box at his waist, stood up and spoke softly towards the window.
They've been caught cheating.
"We owe a great debt to Lord Linghu for saving us from this internal strife within the Xuanshuang Sect." As the exclamation echoed in the empty room, a man slowly entered, his tall and imposing figure radiating authority.
The moment Linghu Zhuoyu saw the black scorpion, he knew his true identity had been discovered. Seemingly oblivious to the unusual tone in the other party's voice, he smiled and said, "Sect Leader Mu, you flatter me. I did nothing but prepare a prescription."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
