Chapter 80
Chapter 80: Three Days, Three Whole Days!
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In her mind, another charming and smug voice suddenly rang out, carrying undisguised mockery.
“How did she taste?”
“Is that you?”
Su Wanqing’s heart tightened, a chill shooting up her spine.
She instinctively recited the Clear Heart Mantra, but it had no effect whatsoever, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.
“Hehe, your Clear Heart Mantra is useless now.”
That voice laughed even more smugly, carrying the attitude of a victor.
“We’ve long been one body.”
“What do you mean…”
Su Wanqing’s brow furrowed tightly, an ominous premonition looming over her heart like dark clouds, making it almost impossible to breathe.
“Why don’t you examine your own body and find out?”
That voice carried temptation, as if luring her toward an abyss.
Su Wanqing followed the suggestion and looked inward, then her expression changed drastically as she cried out in shock:
“How is this possible? I clearly used the Blood Burning technique, my foundation was damaged, how could my cultivation… how could it have stepped into the Golden Core stage?”
The spiritual energy surging in her dantian was thick and domineering, carrying a strange burning sensation, definitely the aura of the Golden Core stage.
A terrifying thought exploded in her mind.
“Did you do something? What exactly did you do?”
“You did it yourself. I didn’t do anything at all.”
That voice laughed even more suggestively, though it concealed a barely perceptible hint of surprise.
“Never expected that little girl to have such miraculous effects, not only repairing your foundation but also helping you break through bottlenecks… It seems your little junior sister has quite an extraordinary background.”
“Forget it, let me return your vision so you can see for yourself exactly what you’ve done~”
That voice carried malicious pleasure. As soon as the words fell, Su Wanqing’s vision suddenly returned.
She blinked somewhat unfamiliarly, taking quite a while to adjust before she could see the scene before her clearly.
Under the dim light, everything before her made her whole body stiffen, as if falling into an ice cave, her blood seeming to freeze instantly.
On the cold ground, a young girl was curled up, her clothes torn beyond recognition, her exposed skin covered with purple bruises and suggestive red marks.
Her long hair was scattered messily, stained with dust and… bloodstains.
She lay motionless, eyes tightly closed, dried tear tracks still hanging on her long eyelashes.
Her lips were slightly parted, as if still retaining painful moans.
Her limbs were bent at unnatural angles, like a flower ravaged by storms, completely lifeless.
“Junior Sister…”
Su Wanqing’s voice trembled uncontrollably. She recognized these clothes, recognized this hair, and even more so recognized this face that remained beautiful despite being covered in wounds.
“Did… I do this?”
Su Wanqing couldn’t believe her eyes. Her heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain making her almost suffocate.
She unconsciously raised her hand and saw dark red bloodstains still remaining on her fingertips.
That sensation seemed to still linger on the girl’s delicate skin.
The voice in her mind spoke at the perfect moment, carrying disdain and mockery:
“If not you, then who? Me? What, feeling heartache now? When you lost control earlier, you weren’t acting like this at all.”
Su Wanqing tremblingly reached out, carefully checking Lin Muyu’s breathing.
When she felt that faint, almost imperceptible breath, her suspended heart finally settled slightly, only to be immediately submerged in deeper remorse.
She carefully lifted Lin Muyu up. This body was light as a feather, yet heavy enough to make her almost unable to breathe. Every wound seemed to silently accuse her of her brutality.
She quickly retrieved several of the finest healing pills from her storage ring.
These were treasures she usually couldn’t bear to use. She tried to put them in Lin Muyu’s mouth, but Lin Muyu had already lost consciousness, her jaw clenched tight, unable to swallow at all.
In desperation, Su Wanqing couldn’t worry about propriety. She put the pills in her own mouth and chewed them up.
Then she lowered her head, using the most intimate method to gradually transfer the medicine mixed with her body temperature into Lin Muyu’s mouth.
Her movements were as gentle as caring for fragile treasure. Her eyes were red-rimmed, tears silently sliding down and dripping onto Lin Muyu’s cold face.
After feeding the medicine, she took out a brand-new moon-white Daoist robe from her storage ring.
This was a gift she had specially prepared for Lin Muyu, intending to give it to her when she broke through to Foundation Establishment. Now she could only use it to gently drape over Lin Muyu’s torn clothes, covering those shocking wounds one by one.
But those marks burned into her skin were like brands on her heart, impossible to erase no matter what.
“Bad person! You bad person!”
Just after finishing all this, faint but clear sobbing came over, filled with deep grievance and anger.
Su Wanqing looked toward the sound and saw the ice-frozen bead lying in the corner. There were even tiny cracks visible on the ice layer, obviously caused by Xiaotao desperately ramming against it from inside.
Her heart suddenly tightened, this was Lin Muyu’s spirit weapon!
Su Wanqing quickly waved her hand to dispel the ice, her fingertips wreathed in gentle spiritual energy as she carefully removed the frost from it.
Xiaotao immediately controlled the bead to float over, desperately nuzzling against Lin Muyu’s cold cheek regardless of everything, crying inconsolably:
“Wuu wuu wuu… Master… I’m sorry… Xiaotao couldn’t protect you… It’s all because I’m too useless…”
“You…”
Su Wanqing was about to apologize when her throat felt blocked, unable to say a single word.
“You bad person! How could you do such things to Master!”
Xiaotao finally turned her anger toward her, repeatedly using the bead to strike Su Wanqing’s arm.
Although this force was like an itch to her who had reached Golden Core stage, every word was like a knife stabbing into Su Wanqing’s heart.
“Master trusted you so much, how could you… how could you treat her like this…”
Once again… she couldn’t control herself and hurt her…
She didn’t even have time to give her a single pain-relieving pill…
Su Wanqing closed her eyes, not daring to look at Xiaotao’s indignant glow, much less at Lin Muyu’s lifeless face.
“Three days! Do you know you tormented Master for three whole days!”
Xiaotao was so agitated she could barely speak coherently, unable to even think of proper curse words, only able to strike futilely.
“You’re just a… just a bastard!”
“Three days?!”
Su Wanqing was struck as if by lightning, suddenly opening her eyes, her blood almost freezing throughout her body.
Three days… a full three days… If Lin Muyu weren’t already a Qi Refining cultivator with a constitution far beyond ordinary people…
What she would be holding right now would probably already be a cold corpse.
A tearing pain came from her heart, as if something had completely shattered.
Su Wanqing could no longer bear it. With one hand, she carefully placed the still-crying Xiaotao’s bead into her storage pouch.
With the other hand, she swung her sword to split open the cave entrance, leaped out holding Lin Muyu, and raced toward Qinglan Sect at full speed.
The wind howled in her ears, but she felt no cold at all, only that bone-deep remorse and fear, urging her to go faster, even faster.
She had to immediately bring Lin Muyu back to the sect, find the best physicians. Even if there was only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, she would save her!