The Jade Nurturing Pill is precious because it not only heals injuries but also alleviates pain.
When cultivators find themselves in life-threatening situations, sometimes the injuries are not the most fatal; what’s truly lethal are the various negative statuses brought about by the pain.
The Immortal-grade Jade Nurturing Pill almost completely isolates all pain, making even the agony of a myriad swords piercing through one’s heart negligible. Li Qingran looked at the faint blue light enveloping her body, gently pinched her wrist with her left hand, and lowered her eyes. She knew she had unknowingly received another favor from her seniors, but she had accumulated too many favors to know how to repay them.
“Senior, Qingran…”
[No need, it’s just a pill. Let’s handle the matter at hand first.]
A distant voice echoed in her ear, audible only to her.
“Qingran, are you satisfied with my decision as the sect leader?”
Li Qingran looked up at Wu Duantian, and in the corner of her vision, she saw Yun Zimo being supported by two disciples, about to be taken to the Enforcement Hall for punishment.
Indeed, even the pain of having eyes gouged out and tongues cut off, with molten iron poured into the ears, was far less severe than what she had endured.
Without the senior, Wu Duantian would probably have given Yun Zimo only a minor punishment, considering the face of Qingxuan Daoist.
She should have been relentless, but thinking of the senior behind her, she immediately let go.
“Grandmaster Wu is wise and fair. This junior naturally admires you.” Li Qingran bowed deeply, indicating her satisfaction.
[Wait!]
A cold declaration echoed in the void.
[Qingran is satisfied, but I am not!]
Wu Duantian’s smile froze, his hand holding his beard neither lifting nor lowering, so he cautiously asked the void, “Uh, what do you think should be done?”
“That should be immediate punishment!” Chen Huaian sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a cat’s head with his left hand, pressing a communication talisman with his right hand: “Who knows if they are really punishing him or pretending in the Enforcement Hall? I can’t see. Seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving.”
The void remained silent for a moment before a distant voice emerged:
[Punishment must not be hidden, law must not be biased, if punishment is not shown to others, it will not serve as a deterrent.]
[Therefore, it must be decided now!]
Hearing this, Li Qingran was slightly warmed, knowing that such a noble senior would not want to see such a disgusting scene of eye-gouging and tongue-cutting.
He feared that all his efforts might be deceived, and those who had wronged her would not receive their due punishment.
Wu Duantian breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought this mysterious cultivator might demand that Yun Zimo be expelled from the Bluecloud Sect or even killed outright.
That would be beyond his authority, though he was the sect leader, expelling a direct disciple would require consultation with elders, especially Qingxuan Daoist.
“No problem, then let’s carry out the punishment now.” Wu Duantian gave the two disciples holding Yun Zimo a look.
In fact, after each punishment, he would take all the disciples to the Meditation Cliff to ‘visit’ the punished ones, which could also serve as a warning. However, since the mysterious cultivator insisted, he wouldn’t argue. The worst that could happen was that Qingxuan Daoist would lose some face.
He didn’t care much.
The Enforcement Hall disciples dragged Yun Zimo back to the center of the square, one holding his body while the other took out a hook. Since cultivators had strong recovery abilities, there was no need to heat the hook.
With a shrill scream, many Bluecloud Sect disciples turned away.
In the center of the square, Yun Zimo had lost his tongue, staring at the sky with bloodshot eyes, howling uncontrollably, his voice already distorted.
“Iron water needs to be prepared on-site and will take some time.”
Wu Duantian looked at Li Qingran; everyone could tell he was addressing the mysterious cultivator behind her.
Everyone looked eagerly at Li Qingran, as if she had become the spokesperson for the mysterious cultivator.
Zhang Hanxiao was still pretending to be unconscious, Lu Changtian and Xiao Yifeng looked pale and did not dare to plead for mercy for Yun Zimo.
They stood on either side, protecting Mu Baishuang, unwilling to let her see Yun Zimo’s miserable state.
Feeling everyone’s gaze, Li Qingran was at a loss. Without the senior speaking, she couldn’t speak for him either, so she held her plain-stringed sword and counted the ants on the ground.
[What does Qingran think?]
A gentle voice suddenly sounded, causing Li Qingran to blush profusely. After a moment, she forced herself to remain calm and said, “This junior thinks it’s already enough.”
Qingxuan Daoist hummed darkly.
Wu Duantian straightened his beard, smiling like a mediator.
He felt the timing was right and looked behind Li Qingran, bowing and saying, “I’m shameless, but I have an unreasonable request. If you can restore this child Li Qingran’s dantian, could you also help my direct disciple?”
He stepped aside to reveal Zhao Lingtian, saying with a pained expression, “This child is gifted, kind, and virtuous, a rare talent, but unfortunately, a demon sect cultivator ruined his dantian. I can’t bear to watch this child mope around, stuck here…”
Li Qingran raised her head, the blush fading from her cheeks, her autumnal eyes hardening.
Primordial Nurturing Heaven Pill.
Now she finally understood the precious opportunity her senior had bestowed upon her.
Such a divine pill would surely be difficult for the senior to obtain?
Wu Duantian opened his mouth to ask why. Could it be that he planned to use her to coerce the senior?
At the same time, Chen Huaian received a notification on his phone.
[Grandmaster Wu Duantian of the Bluecloud Sect seeks an opportunity – Primordial Nurturing Heaven Pill. Please make your choice. (Different choices may lead to different consequences. Choose carefully.)]
[Direct refusal: Do you think you deserve it? Get lost!]
[Temporary compromise: Let’s set this aside for now. We’ll discuss it after this matter is resolved.]
[Give the opportunity: Fine, a mere Primordial Nurturing Heaven Pill is nothing to me. Here’s one for you. (Lose one Primordial Nurturing Heaven Pill. If none is available, deduct 1 million ¥ or 100 spirit crystals to purchase one.)
[Use a communication talisman for free dialogue.]
…
Chen Huaian almost instantly made a selection.
His finger abruptly paused, narrowing his eyes, realizing the matter was more complicated than he thought.
