Chapter 628: Sparks Flying
“Eh?” As Zhang Sanfeng’s fingers touched Ren Yingying’s wrist, he was startled by the cold energy coursing through her meridians. “Whose True Qi could be so sinister?”
Ah Zi hurriedly said, “This young lady was accidentally injured by my junior apprentice brother. It was all a misunderstanding, truly a misunderstanding.” Although she had grown up in the Western Regions, Zhang Sanfeng’s name was as famous as thunderclaps. Upon hearing that Ren Yingying was Zhang Sanfeng’s granddaughter-in-law, Ah Zi worried he might lash out and harm You Tanzhi in anger.
Seeing the celestial beauty Ah Zi step in to defend him, You Tanzhi’s eyes immediately welled with tears. He silently swore to himself: ‘For the rest of my life, I will protect Miss Ah Zi and never let her suffer any grievances!’
Little did he know that Ah Zi wasn’t concerned about his life or death but worried that finding another obedient servant like him wouldn’t be easy if he died.
“Miss Ren, is this truly the case?” Zhang Sanfeng asked suspiciously, his gaze fixed on Ren Yingying.
Ren Yingying frowned slightly and glanced at Song Qingshu, responding with a soft “Mmm” out of reflex. “Indeed, it was just a misunderstanding.” She noticed that Ah Zi had already been subdued by Song Qingshu, and since You Tanzhi listened to Ah Zi, he could be considered aligned with Song Qingshu. Given that the other party had helped her earlier, it wouldn’t be appropriate to sever a potential ally now.
Seeing that Ren Yingying wasn’t pursuing the matter, Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly and refrained from further questioning. Instead, he resumed examining the cold poison within her body. Soon, he exclaimed again, “The cold poison in your body is extremely domineering. If someone hadn’t previously used their True Qi to protect your meridians at great personal cost, the poison might have already invaded your crown, heart, and dantian. At that point, external forces would have been powerless to dispel it.”
Having once treated Zhang Wuji’s cold poison caused by the Xuanming Divine Palm, Zhang Sanfeng had exhausted himself, gaining a deeper understanding of cold poison than most. Back then, Zhang Wuji’s poison had invaded his crown, heart, and dantian to such an extent that even Zhang Sanfeng’s century-long cultivation couldn’t extract a single strand of it. He had no choice but to seek the “Nine Yang Scripture” from Shaolin, hoping Zhang Wuji could cultivate its Yang Qi to dispel the cold poison himself.
“Ah?” Ren Yingying gasped. Given Zhang Sanfeng’s cultivation, if he said so, it must be true. Although she had been grateful to the mysterious person who saved her, she couldn’t help but suspect that the person had ulterior motives in holding her for so long. Now she realized he had acted purely to save her, without any evil intent.