Hongfu had just been humiliated by Cangshu Qihua until her whole body was stiff and cold. The humiliation and unwillingness in her heart had nowhere to vent. At this moment, being poked in the most unbearable secret by this little nobody ignited all her arrogance and anger.
However, facing her frosty gaze, the black-clad disciple's expression remained indifferent. "Venting your anger on lowly people is nothing but a kind of incompetence."
Hongfu's throat choked.
The black-clad disciple continued, "If you still have reason, miss, then please go take poison and die, or hang yourself. Your capriciousness can kill yourself, but don't involve irrelevant people."
The implication of his words was obvious.
Cangshu Qihua wanted him to watch Hongfu go back. If Hongfu didn't do as Cangshu Qihua said, Hongfu would at most be humiliated. Before Cangshu Qihua's interest was exhausted, she wouldn't take her life.
But this innocent little disciple of his would be implicated, and who knew how much trouble it would attract.
Hongfu could see it. This disciple didn't kindly remind her from the beginning; he simply didn't want to be implicated.
Back then, how many people had stooped so low just to see her, but now even a lowly ordinary cultivator could humiliate her!
She said angrily, "I just won't do as Cangshu Qihua said, and I just want to implicate you. What can you do to me?"
The black-clad disciple didn't speak. The hand behind his back had already faintly exuded a dangerous chill.
Suddenly, a world-shaking sound came from afar.
That was the commotion brought about when several magical treasures released their power.
He frowned slightly, lowered his hand, and walked in the direction of the commotion.
Hongfu said, "Stop right there!"
For a moment, the ground shook and the mountains swayed. She fell to the ground, pulling her wound, and let out a muffled groan.
"She has a noble status and is such a proud person. She shouldn't be reduced to someone else's cauldron."
Not long ago, the girl thought of her past, and the words she said when her heart was touched echoed in his ears.
Seeing the man in front stop, Hongfu inexplicably felt nervous.
Suddenly, a cold chill struck like sword energy, shattering the bracelet on her wrist. The power imprisoning her also disappeared.
Hongfu looked up in surprise.
The man didn't look back, and his tone was even colder. "Look out for yourself."
This tall back figure actually overlapped with the green-clad figure from two hundred years ago in the blink of an eye.
Hongfu subconsciously shouted, "The Green-Clad Guest!"
But in another blink of an eye, the black figure had disappeared.
Hongfu stood up and looked around. The residual chill had long completely disappeared.
It was him.
It must be him!
Why would the man who had a hasty meeting with her two hundred years ago but made her develop a heart demon appear in Zhenyue Mountain City?
Why did he unlock her restriction again?
In a daze, she thought of that bamboo forest again.
Cangshu Haoxue spoke disrespectfully to her, and then his head was cut off by the man holding the red plum and white jade umbrella.
Hongfu's mind was agitated, and she couldn't help but grasp the lapel on her chest tightly.
A moment ago, in the alchemy room.
Mad Elder couldn't wait to forcefully feed the pill in his hand into the medicine tester's mouth.
Before he could pry open Muran's mouth, a sudden change occurred.
Those seemingly ordinary and inconspicuous small ornaments on her body erupted with piercing spiritual light at the same time.
The plain silver intertwining branch small hairpin at Muran's temple suddenly broke free from her hair, spun in the air, and the tip of the hairpin turned into a sharp cold light, stabbing straight at Mad Elder's wrist holding the medicine.
Mad Elder's pupils shrank suddenly. Relying on years of cultivation instinct, he violently tilted his hand. The medicine bottle almost slipped from his hand, and a deep, bone-deep bloody cut was still made on his wrist.
"Insolent!"
He shouted angrily, ignoring the severe pain, and backhandedly went to grab Muran's neck.
But immediately after, the inconspicuous jade bracelet on Muran's wrist suddenly shattered, turning into dozens of tiny green dharma blades, dense as raindrops, shooting towards the major acupoints around Mad Elder's body.
Mad Elder hurriedly raised his hand and formed a seal. A layer of gray-black aura condensed into a shield in front of him. The dharma blades hit it with a ding-ding sound, splashing a shower of sparks.
He had just breathed a sigh of relief when the jade pendant on Muran's waist suddenly erupted with piercing golden light.
The jade pendant floated in the air, runes flowing, turning into a half-zhang long blade of light, chopping down head-on.
Mad Elder's expression changed greatly. He hurriedly rolled sideways, dodging in a panic. His robe was swept by the blade of light, instantly tearing a large piece, and his flesh and blood were burned black.
He got up, staring at Muran in shock and anger. His eyes no longer had the previous wanton arrogance, only dread and ruthlessness.
"You actually have so many high-grade magical treasures on you. Who exactly are you!"
Muran looked at the magical treasures surrounding her, her mind also blank.
Any one of these magical treasures would cost over a million spirit stones. Naturally, she couldn't afford them.
Cangshu Bai, who had no private savings, certainly couldn't afford them either.
But all these ornaments she wore were given to her by Cangshu Bai, and every time he gave her something, he said it was worthless, just a trinket.
Before Muran could recover, Mad Elder was completely enraged. Black aura surged around him. His hands formed vicious seals, carrying world-destroying hostility, and slapped fiercely towards her.
"Even if you have more magical treasures, you can only be my prisoner!"
When the fierce wind rushed to her face, the crimson gemstone inlaid on Muran's earring suddenly erupted with a brilliant rosy glow.
Red light soared into the sky, cold air overflowing. A red plum and white jade umbrella condensed out of thin air. The umbrella ribs were as white as snow, and the umbrella surface was burning with red plums, carrying an awe-inspiring and inviolable guardian power. With a "swish," it suddenly opened in front of her.
"Clang—!!"
Mad Elder's full-force blow smashed fiercely onto the umbrella surface. The loud noise shook the entire alchemy room. The violent power rebounded, sending him flying fiercely. After landing, he retreated three steps before barely standing firm.
The white jade umbrella spun gently, red plum petals flying, firmly protecting Muran in the center, watertight.
Mad Elder said in surprise, "It's actually the red plum and white jade umbrella... Old Man Longsword's natal magical treasure!"
The next moment, greed burst forth in his eyes.
"As long as I kill you, these magical treasures will all be mine!"
At this time, he didn't care at all that Muran was a rare medicine tester, only thinking of killing and seizing the treasures.
In this critical moment, the roof of the entire alchemy room suddenly exploded.
Amidst the sky full of rubble and dust, a black figure with fluttering clothes broke through the air.
At the same time, blue light faster than lightning silently glided through the air, bone-chilling cold, even freezing the surging black aura around into frost in an instant.
"Let's see who dares to touch her."
The black-clad man's voice was low and cold. In the blink of an eye, he had already approached with awe-inspiring murderous intent.
Mad Elder was shocked and secretly cried out that things were bad. He exhausted all his cultivation base and violently raised his hand. Layers of black aura surged and condensed, casting a black shield as thick as a mountain in front of him.
The man's eyes turned cold, and the spiritual power in his palm surged. A black spear emitting a faint glow condensed out of thin air. The spear tip swallowed cold light, carrying a pressure that crushed everything.
He neither dodged nor evaded, thrusting straight with the spear.
Only hearing a crisp crack, the black shield cracked like thin paper under the spear tip.
The beam of extreme, icy blue light met no resistance whatsoever. Like an ice-breaking blade, it pierced through Mad Elder's body in the blink of an eye, ruthlessly shattering his dantian.
Agonizing pain swept through his entire body, and his cultivation dissipated in an instant. Mad Elder's eyes bulged as his body flew backward like a ragged cloth, crashing heavily onto the alchemy furnace. He made no further sound.
Mu Ran sat beneath the Red Plum White Jade Umbrella, cold sweat still seeping from her palms. She stared blankly up at the black-clad figure that had descended from the sky.
The man retracted his spear and turned around. His ink-black robes fell still amidst the chaos, and the chilling killing intent surrounding him receded like the tide. In the blink of an eye, he arrived before her like a phantom and pulled her into his arms.
"I'm sorry, I'm late."
Mu Ran stayed frozen in his embrace for quite a while, until his familiar scent brought back her senses.
She looked up and cupped his remarkably plain face. "Jin... Jinzhi?"
His voice was gentle. "It's me."
Mu Ran suddenly sniffled and said in a tone as if the sky had fallen, "Why do you look like this?"
Cang Shu Bai: "..."
Han Yu darted over and rolled his eyes again.
See, this guy forgot to take off his disguise again.
