She asked, “What about now?”
Rather than letting everyone else fight to the death and make a mess of things, it would be better if Fusheng took action.
With his cultivation, dealing with that demon realm should be a breeze; it wouldn’t be much of a problem.
“Now?”
He put away the tea set on the table, his demeanor still gentle and peaceful. “Now, I cannot leave the Nine Saints Hall.”
Song Yao: “...”
She rolled off the soft couch and walked quickly to the tea table. Slapping her hand on the table, she leaned in, her small face tense. “Are you going to die?”
Fusheng: “?”
Before he could respond, his hand was forcefully pulled over. Spiritual energy flowed into his body along his pulse.
His cultivation was too deep; it would take some effort to understand the situation clearly.
Before she could get a clear look, Fusheng retracted his hand with a chuckle. “I won’t die. I’ve sustained a minor injury, it’s not a big problem. However, there are many people hiding in the Tianshu Realm, and both the Yong'an Tower and the demon realm are eyeing us greedily. If others find out, I’m afraid they’ll become even more rampant.”
“As such, I can only stay at the Nine Saints Hall so that it’s not easy for others to see any flaws.”
Song Yao understood.
Fusheng was currently a pillar of the realm.
The Nine Saints Hall was now the only one of the three major sects still standing. With the other two sects fallen, the Tianshu Realm would inevitably face a major reshuffling.
Those ambitious sects would certainly be itching to climb higher.
The relationship between the Yong'an Tower, Ye Chongguang, and the Earth Realm was still unclear. If they knew about Fusheng’s condition, they would certainly become even more unrestrained.
No wonder he didn’t let her use the jade token casually.
Fusheng added, “Back then, when people went to the Earth Realm to search for Queshan and you, there were many groups. All of them returned empty-handed.”
“Now that Queshan has appeared within the Tianshu Realm, the Nine Saints Hall will certainly find a way to bring him back to the sect.”
He looked at Song Yao, his gaze carrying a reassuring tone. “But for now, the Fifth Elder is seriously injured and needs to return to the sect first to catch her breath.”
“Don’t worry, Yao'ao. Queshan will be fine.”
Song Yao, however, wasn’t comforted at all. Her face wrinkled up again. “Really? Will he really be fine? Will he really return to the sect?”
Since her return, she had become much more well-behaved, sensible, and caring.
In the past, she would only mess with her senior brothers and sisters to no end, but now she was actually this concerned about them.
He knew her nature wasn’t bad; she had just occasionally strayed from the path.
She was a good child.
Fusheng felt a bit relieved and a bit pained for her. He nodded. “Yes, don’t worry.”
Song Yao clearly became even more worried.
Just a moment ago, she indeed didn’t want anything to happen to Shen Queshan.
Although her relationship with her Eldest Senior Brother was terrible and he especially hated her, he had also picked her up and brought her back countless times, and healed her injuries countless times.
It would be a lie to say there were no feelings.
But if he were to return perfectly fine...
How would the debt of her drugging him with an aphrodisiac and making him perform a strip dance be settled?
For someone as noble and upright as him, wouldn’t he tear her limb from limb??
The more she thought about it, the more improper it felt. Her brows locked tight.
Fusheng didn’t know what had suddenly come over her. He was about to coax her again when he saw her suddenly press her hands together and walk to the window with extreme piety.
“Please let something happen, Eldest Senior Brother. Something must happen to you.”
“It would be best if you could get amnesia. A broken arm is fine, a broken leg is okay too, as long as you can’t hit people...”
Fusheng: “?”
Something was wrong.
...
Before reaching the Nine Saints Hall, Fusheng returned directly to Mingjing Peak without meeting the others.
Song Yao followed suit, jumping out of a window to slip away. She left the mess inside the spirit vessel entirely to Zhu Zhao and went back to her courtyard to sleep soundly.
When she woke up, there was no one on Mingjing Peak. A note from Fusheng was left on the table: “Closed-door cultivation.”
Fine then.
Closed-door cultivation again.
Next time she didn’t want to see anyone, she would also say she was in closed-door cultivation.
Just as she was about to search for where he was cultivating to see if she could drag him out and make him restart, Cheng Yue and Ning Zhou arrived on their swords, peering around outside the barrier.
This time, the barrier Fusheng had set didn’t block Song Yao’s path. She opened it casually and let them in. “What’s wrong?”
Ning Zhou said urgently, “Master is awake! She said she wants to see you!”
Cheng Yue grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the sword without a word. “Let’s go.”
The movement was far too smooth, and their expressions were far too serious and urgent. Song Yao was startled. “Is the Fifth Elder going to die? Are these her last words?!”
Ning Zhou almost fell off the sword. “Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What do you mean she’s going to die? What last words? Master’s condition isn’t good; she can only stay conscious for a short while, so we need to hurry!!”
Song Yao breathed a sigh of relief. “As long as she’s not dead, it’s fine.”
Outside the main house on Jiyue Peak, the Fifth Elder's husband was pacing back and forth, wringing his hands. A group of robust disciples, at least eight feet tall, stood around outside.
Seeing the newcomers, they made way and called out respectfully, “Seventh Senior Sister.”
The atmosphere was clearly a bit oppressive. Song Yao couldn’t help but pat them one by one. “Why the long faces? Your master isn’t dead. She’s just not in good shape. Give me a couple of smiles to ward off the bad luck. Whoever smiles the loudest, I’ll put in a good word for you when I go inside.”
Ning Zhou: “...It’s not exactly a situation where we need to ward off bad luck with laughter...”
Cheng Yue urged in a low voice, “Just go in quickly. The Fifth Elder is waiting.”
The disciples froze from the pats, their expressions momentarily distorted.
In the end, it was Zhu Zhao who came out of the room. She grabbed Song Yao and pulled her inside with an expressionless face. She then closed the door and flicked her sleeve to deploy a barrier, saying crisply, “Don’t force me to hit you.”
Song Yao pressed her hand back down. “Fine, fine.”
On the bed, the Fifth Elder leaned weakly against high pillows. She seemed to be on the verge of fainting, reaching out toward Song Yao in a half-dreaming state. “Come here.”
Song Yao still remembered Huai An’s nearly broken arm and was afraid her own might be broken too. She immediately walked over obediently.
Seeing the Fifth Elder’s fist clenched as if holding something, she was taken aback and held out her hand.
The moment a jade object fell into her palm, the Fifth Elder’s eyes closed, her head tilted, and she fainted again.
Zhu Zhao hadn’t expected that she had called Song Yao over just to give her something. She checked the elder’s condition and, after confirming there was nothing serious, asked Song Yao, “What is it?”
Song Yao looked down.
It was a thumb-sized jade seal.
The character “Zhen” was engraved on the bottom.
Zhen?
She seemed to have heard Shen Queshan mention this item before.
Zhu Zhao had clearly seen it too. “Eldest Senior Brother’s seal? With this seal, you should be able to enter and exit all the properties under his name. Is he giving all his assets to you?”
Why did it sound like he was handing over his inheritance?
Song Yao shook her head, unable to quite recall. “I don’t know.”
“Since Eldest Senior Brother gave this to you, it must have a purpose. Keep it for now.”
Zhu Zhao then added, “While you weren’t here, the Fifth Elder woke up and spoke roughly about the situation in the demon realm. Do you want to hear it?”
Song Yao toyed with the cold seal. “Tell me.”
“She said she finally found the entrance to the demon realm and entered Frost City. The people inside were no different from those outside, living very peacefully. However, when she asked about demons, they suddenly turned violent and captured her.”
“She decided to go along with it to see what was really going on. As a result, she was thrown into Purgatory and tortured. They asked her one question over and over again.”
Song Yao: “What question?”
Zhu Zhao: “Where is Song Yao?”
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