Chapter 227

Chapter 227: Where did such a big Wang Sheng go
In the Grand Elder’s small courtyard.

Wanderer Bao Hua withdrew her divine sense and said to the waiting Grand Elder and Sect Master Ji Yuan: “His soul is split, and his sea of consciousness is in chaos. It is already on the verge of collapse.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan asked anxiously: “Is there any way to ease it?”

Wanderer Bao Hua shook her head.

The Grand Elder’s face seemed to age a few more years at once.

Sect Master Ji Yuan was unwilling: “But just now he clearly still…”

“Ji Yuan.” The Grand Elder cut him off. “Send Wanderer Bao Hua to rest.”

“…Yes.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan answered in a low voice.

Wanderer Bao Hua nodded to the Grand Elder, then stood up and left. Sect Master Ji Yuan walked beside her.

The Grand Elder looked at Master Qing Yan, who was still frowning even in his coma. Guilt and sorrow filled his eyes.

“Master.”

When Yao Wu Jisaw Wanderer Bao Hua come out, she quickly walked up to her.

Wanderer Bao Hua shook her head at her, telling her not to speak yet. Then she turned to Sect Master Ji Yuan and said: “Although Qing Yan injured my disciple, I would never hide his condition on purpose because of that.

“Burning the Soul is an act that goes against the heavens. Back then, Wu Sang and I used up countless spirit herbs just to barely stabilize his broken soul. Now his soul has scattered. Even if a Great Luo Golden Immortal descended, they would not be able to save him.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan said bitterly: “Bao Hua, you do not need to explain. The Grand Elder and I know your character. It is just…” He simply could not accept it.

Yao Wu Jialmost cried out at this shocking secret. She had to pinch her thigh hard to stop herself from making a sound.

After Sect Master Ji Yuan sent the master and disciple back to their room and walked out, Yao Wu Jicould not wait any longer and asked: “Master, is Master Qing Yan really not going to live?”

Wanderer Bao Hua looked at her with a half?smile: “Yes. Are you happy?”

Instead, Yao Wu Jiclutched her chest and wailed: “Ah, if I had known he would die so soon, I would not have given away the Longevity Fruit. What a loss, what a loss!”

“Longevity Fruit? You silly girl, how could you have such a good thing and not give it to your Master!”

Wanderer Bao Hua was so anxious she almost poked a hole in Yao Wuji’s forehead.

Yao Wu Jicovered her forehead sadly: “I did not know Master Qing Yan was hurt so badly.”

She had thought that if she kept the Longevity Fruit in her own hands, she might not be able to protect it, so she had handed it over early.

If she had known, she would have kept it herself…

“Wait, that is not right, Master. I was not the one who found that Longevity Fruit. Even if I did not give it to Sect Master Ji Yuan, I could not have kept it.”

Yao Wu Jicame back to her senses and told her about the trade between her and Yu Zhao in full.

A strange light flashed in Wanderer Bao Hua’s eyes: “Oh, so that young woman named Yu Zhao is truly sincere to you.”

“Yes, Yu Zhao is my best friend, Master~” Yao Wu Jileaned against Wanderer Bao Hua’s leg and flatteringly pounded her thigh. “You see how good she is to your disciple. Could you give her a few extra pills from what you have?”

Wanderer Bao Hua gave a light snort: “You really know how to give away flowers in someone else’s name.”

“Hehe, Master is the best.”

“Bring her to see me another day. If she is really as good as you say, I will thank her.”

“Thank you, Master.” Yao Wu Jiwas overjoyed. “Master, I actually also prepared a gift for you. You will definitely like it when you see it.”

“Oh? Bring it over and let me see.”

“Please wait a moment, Master. I will go bring him right now.”

Yao Wu Jirushed back to her own residence, only to find the courtyard empty.

Her face was full of confusion.

[Where is he?]

[Where did such a big Wang Sheng go?]

…

“Fourth Senior Brother, you just recovered from a serious illness. You should come out and walk around more…”

Ye Cong Xin had been chattering for a long time, but the person beside her still did not answer. A trace of gloom flashed across her face.

But when she turned her head, she still wore a bright smile: “Fifth Senior Brother, don’t you think I am right?”

Quan Ye was stunned for a moment before he realized Ye Cong Xin was talking to him. He nodded hard: “Yes, Junior Sister is right. Fourth Senior Brother, you have been shut in your room every day. It is too stifling. You should walk around and stretch your muscles.”

Cui Jue’s expression was calm. He neither answered nor refused. No extra emotion could be seen.

After saying his one line, Quan Ye seemed to have finished his task and went back to spacing out.

Looking at the two men who were both out of sorts, Ye Cong Xin bit her lower lip in grievance.

First Senior Brother Fang Cheng Lang had tried to harm her. Although he had not been thrown into the Black Prison as Master Qing Yan had first decided, he was still being held in confinement.

Second Senior Brother Lan Zi Yu was badly injured and resting. Third Senior Brother Su Ming had disappeared as soon as he returned to the Five Elements Dao Sect. She could only focus her efforts on Cui Jue and Quan Ye.

For this period of time, in order to work with Sect Master Wu Sang of the Greenwood Sect to treat Cui Jue, she had even delayed her own cultivation. Every day she put her heart and mind into it, just hoping that once Cui Jue recovered, he would remember her kindness.

But maybe because he had been poisoned for too long, Cui Jue seemed somewhat dull from the toxins. He was cold to everyone, and she was no exception.

If she had not asked Quan Ye to drag Cui Jue out of his room, Cui Jue still would not be willing to go out with her even now.

Because she had been paying all her attention to Cui Jue, she had not noticed that Quan Ye was also acting strange, looking distracted and lost in thought.

Ye Cong Xin was not someone who gave up easily.

If Cui Jue did not want to talk to her, then she would just take the initiative.

Back then, Cui Jue had also been a cold flower on a high peak. In the end, she had still managed to win him over.

She was confident she could win Cui Jue a second time.

She kept looking for topics to chat with Cui Jue about, sometimes letting out a soft laugh. The pair of Moonlight Stone earrings by her ears swayed gently along with her laughter.

Whoosh.

All of a sudden, Ye Cong Xin felt a black shadow flash in front of her.

The next moment, someone grabbed her by the neck and slammed her down to the ground.

The pain of suffocation and a burning feeling on her skin hit her at the same time. She stared with wide eyes at the handsome face above her and let out broken whimpers.

“Junior Sister!”

The sound of the impact woke Quan Ye. He turned and saw a scene that made his eyes almost split open.

Without a word, he rushed forward, wrapped his arm around the man’s neck, and tried to drag him away.

But even as the man’s face turned dark purple from being choked, he still refused to let go.

As Quan Ye dragged the man, the man dragged Ye Cong Xin along the ground.

Ye Cong Xin tried to pry the man’s hand off her neck while calling out to the System again and again in her heart.

But the System was like it was dead, giving no response at all.

“Fo… urth… Bro…”

Ye Cong Xin looked up at the tall, straight figure of Cui Jue. Her eyes were full of pleading.

Cui Jue met her gaze. After a single breath, he calmly looked away.

He was as cold and aloof as he had been when they first met.

[Cui Jue!]

Ye Cong Xin did not know where her strength came from. She gathered her scattered spirit power into her palm and struck out with one blow.

Crack.

The bones in the man’s hand broke with a sharp sound.

Ye Cong Xin rolled off from under him in a mess. One hand braced on the ground as she struggled to breathe, but her eyes did not leave Cui Jue for a moment.

“Junior Sister, are you all right?”

Quan Ye still had his arm locked around the man’s neck and did not dare let go. He could only ask about Ye Cong Xin’s condition in a rush.

Ye Cong Xin spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and let out a low, hoarse laugh.

“I am not dead yet.”