“Senior Sister, you’re back! How did it go?” Zhu Jin asked eagerly when Xie Wanran returned.
Xie Wanran shook her head. “Xiao Jingting said the pill belongs to Manager Qiu.”
Zhu Jin frowned. “So to get the pill, we have to go to that monster?”
Xie Wanran pressed her lips together before nodding heavily. “It seems so.”
“This is too unfair for you, Senior Sister! If Qiu Yun really is Cheng Yishu, wouldn’t you be walking right into the lion’s den?” Zhu Jin said indignantly.
Xie Wanran clenched her jaw. She and Cheng Yishu had a deep grudge against each other, and Cheng Yishu hated her to the core. If the so-called Qiu Yun was really Cheng Yishu, then if she went to Qiu Yun, she would only bring humiliation upon herself.
“But Senior Uncle’s condition can’t wait.” Xie Wanran said.
“Senior Sister, this is too much! And Senior Uncle doesn’t even appreciate your efforts!”
Xie Wanran bit her lip. Back when Cheng Yishu was still in the sect, few had spoken up for him. Many had seen Cheng Yishu as a spoiled, reckless brat riding on his grandfather’s coattails. Yet after his disappearance, public sentiment shifted—people began sympathizing with Cheng Yishu, believing he and Mu Yun had been a better match, ruined by Xie Wanran’s interference.
Xie Wanran gritted her teeth. If the pill really is Cheng Yishu’s… why give it to Xiao Jingting? To pass it to Mu Yun indirectly? Does that mean Qiu Yun still has feelings for him?
Xie Wanran’s mind was constantly turning, and she thought to herself: Given how devoted Cheng Yishu was back then, he probably couldn’t bear to watch Mu Yun die. Maybe he’s withholding the antidote now just to make him suffer a little first.
“Senior sister, what’s wrong with you?” Zhu Jin asked.
Xie Wanran shook her head. “It’s nothing.”
“By the way, Qiao Xiang of the Wushuang Sect has arrived. He’s probably here for Chen Xu.”
Xie Wanran nodded. “I see.”
The Wushuang Sect’s position is precarious. If Qiao Xiang was behind the mine incident, his sins run deep.
That Xiao Xiaodong and his group had not only survived the Blood Demon Sect’s ambush but also befriended Chen Xu—Chen Lifeng’s grandson—was infuriatingly lucky.
“Qiao Xiang won’t have an easy time winning Chen Xu back,” Xie Wanran mused.
Zhu Jin blinked. “Why?”
“I see that guy Xiao Xiaodong seems to have a good relationship with Chen Xu.” Xie Wanran said.
Zhu Jin was stunned for a moment and said, “Xiao Xiaodong, he’s the guy whose contracted beast is a chicken.”
Xie Wanran nodded. “Exactly.”
“That guy only has double spiritual roots, which is much worse than Qiao Xiang.” Zhu Jin said after a moment of hesitation.
Xie Wanran shook her head. So what if he only had a single spiritual root? A single spiritual root means nothing if you haven’t grown into your power. Xiao Xiaodong’s chicken was unusual, and reaching Foundation Establishment in his early teens spoke of remarkable luck. That kid is sharp. If Qiao Xiang thinks he can steal Chen Xu back easily, he’s in for a surprise.
—
After Qiu Yun finished dealing with the matters in the spiritual field, he turned around and walked out, and met Xie Wanran.
“Junior Xie. What brings you here?” Qiu Yun asked flatly.
“Nothing. I just admire how lush this herb garden is under your care, Uncle Qiu.”
Qiu Yun scoffed. “I’m nowhere near as skilled as your beloved Senior Uncle Mu. I toil for a year, and he destroys half my work in one episode. That’s true talent.”
“Yet even so, you couldn’t bear to let him die. That’s why you had Xiao Jingting give him the antidote, isn’t it?”
Qiu Yun looked at Xie Wanran, sneered and said, “Is that what you think?”
Xie Wanran smiled and said, “Isn’t it?”
“Coincidence at best. Your Senior Uncle is nothing to me. Why would I lift a finger?”
Xie Wanran smiled. “Can you truly let go of Senior Uncle Mu? He’s never stopped thinking about you, Uncle Cheng.”
Qiu Yun looked at Xie Wanran and smiled. Seeing that he was exposed, he didn’t refute anything and said directly, “It’s been many years. I thought you would have a way if I didn’t have the ability to deflower that virgin Mu Yun. Now it seems that I seem to have overestimated your charm, Uncle Xie!”
Xie Wanran was stunned for a moment and said. “Why haven’t you returned to the sect, Uncle Cheng? The elders miss you. They’d be devastated to learn you’ve joined the Qingyun Immortal Sect.”
Qiu Yun narrowed his eyes. Although he had left the Lingyao Sect for many years, he was still a member of the Lingyao Sect. He was labeled as a member of the Lingyao Sect, but he joined the Qingyun Sect. To some extent, his behavior could be regarded as treason.
“When the sect has talents like Junior Brother Xie, why do they need me? I’m just curious! Junior Brother Xie is so young, yet he can cultivate thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. You must have some special methods.” Qiu Yun said with suspicion.
Xie Wanran’s expression darkened. “What are you implying?”
Qiu Yun shook his head and said, “What can I mean? I just admire you! Junior-master Xie, your ability is not something that ordinary people can have. I’m so envious.”
—
Xiao Jingting spotted Qiu Yun and Xie Wanran from a distance. “They’re facing off.”
Xu Mu’an nodded and said, “It seems that the conversation between them is a bit awkward.”
Xiao Jingting nodded and said, “Yeah!” Fortunately, he threw the trouble to Qiu Yun, otherwise, he would not be able to withstand Xie Wanran
—
Mu Yun saw Qiu Yun and Xie Wanran, walked over hurriedly and said, “What are you talking about?”
“Your dear Junior is worried about you. She wants me to hand over the antidote. Pity it’s all gone. She refuses to believe me. Quite the predicament,” Qiu Yun said dryly.
Mu Yun glanced at Xie Wanran and said, “I told you don’t need to meddle in my business.”
Xie Wanran’s eyes welled with hurt. “But—”
“Junior Xie, you’re not his wife yet. Stop meddling. Even if you care, don’t force others to comply,” Qiu Yun snapped.
Xie Wanran looked at Qiu Yun and said unwillingly: “You are clearly watching him die without helping.”
Qiu Yun smiled and said: “Even if it is the case, so what?”
“You…” Xie Wanran gritted her teeth and looked at Mu Yun for help.
Qiu Yun’s face turned dark, and he said to Mu Yun: “Friend Mu, when are you going back? This is Qingyun Immortal Sect, not Lingyao Sect. What’s the matter with you always staying here?”
“Sorry, I’ll take Junior Xie back first.” Mu Yun said.
“Please do as you wish!” Qiu Yun said coldly.
Xie Wanran looked at Qiu Yun unwillingly and followed Mu Yun.
—
“Senior Uncle…” Xie Wanran called out softly..
“Didn’t I tell you not to always look for Qiu Yun? He doesn’t like you, so why do you always have to provoke him? It’s not good for both you and him.” Mu Yun sighed.
Xie Wanran hesitated for a moment and said somewhat aggrievedly: “He has something that can save you, uncle, and I am worried about you, so…”
Mu Yun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said: “The prescription is his. It is his freedom whether he is willing to give it out or not.”
“Uncle, if there is no antidote, you will die of the fire poison.” Xie Wanran said.
Mu Yun nodded and said, “If this is true, then it is my fate.”
Xie Wanran looked at Mu Yun’s expression and felt a surge of unwillingness in her heart.
—
Mu Yun sent Xie Wanran away and went to find Qiu Yun.
“Back so soon? You two really don’t believe in giving people peace, do you?” Qiu Yun said, with disgust.
Mu Yun said apologetically, “I’m sorry.”
“Xie Wanran just played the villain, are you going to come over and play the hero now? You two are really in perfect harmony!” Qiu Yun said lazily while drinking his wine.
Mu Yun frowned and said, “What did Xie Wanran say?”
Qiu Yun snorted. “What did she say? Your sweet, innocent Junior? Just begged me to save you, that’s all.”
“I see.”
“I don’t want to save you at all.” Qiu Yun stared at Mu Yun.
Mu Yun nodded and said, “I know. So many things have happened and I have no right to ask you to save me.”
“You really know yourself well. Is there anything else?” Qiu Yun asked.
“I’m sorry for destroying your spiritual medicine garden before.”
“Doesn’t matter. Nothing valuable was lost. Not like Grandfather’s garden—filled with rare spirit plants, all confiscated by the sect after his death. And I was punished, so I couldn’t even see him one last time.” Qiu Yun stroked the ring on his hand, saying a little confused.
He came out of the ice cave as punishment, but everything had changed. Unable to bear the blow of his grandfather’s death, he left the sect directly.
Mu Yun took off the space ring on his hand and said, “This is for you.”
Qiu Yun took the ring handed over by Mu Yun and explored the space inside the ring, “You gave me a lot of things!” There were quite a few spiritual stones, spiritual herbs, and magical tools in the space ring. Basically, it could be considered Mu Yun’s entire fortune.
“It’s just a little gift from me.” Mu Yun said.
“Do you think I’m a rag collector who wants everything?” Qiu Yun threw the ring back to Mu Yun.
Mu Yun said apologetically, “Sorry.”
Qiu Yun threw the ring back to Mu Yun and said, “Keep it for yourself.”
“Don’t you want it?” Mu Yun asked.
“How dare I take your things! I’m afraid that if I take them, I’ll never have peace.” Qiu Yun said sarcastically.
“It’s of little use to me to keep this thing, so I’ll give it to you.”
Qiu Yun tilted his head, looked at Mu Yun, and said, “What do you mean, you’re dying? So you can’t use it.”
Mu Yun looked at Qiu Yun’s face and said, “If thinking so can make you happier, then think so.”
Qiu Yun curled his lips and said, “I’ll be happy if you really die. It’s just that I can’t be happy just thinking about you dying.”
Mu Yun: “…”
R : Sorry for the delay, I’m still sick. There won’t be any more updates this week. o(╥﹏╥)o Please keep reading on the Patreon page — I hope to be back next week!
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