Chapter 123, Brother… Please…
Actually, even if Elder Qingyi was unwilling to accompany Chen Yuan on this adventure, Chen Yuan could only proceed.
Xiaoxue could no longer hold on.
Her own body was also reaching its limits.
It had to be now…
In this regard, Elder Qingyi actually understood that if they retreated at this critical moment, all their efforts would be in vain…
“Alright, I’ll take you inside.”
She said淡淡.
…
“What is it?!”
“Ah!”
“What’s wrong?! Hurry and report—”
Elder Qingyi, as the rightful head of the Water Lapping Palace, effortlessly dealt with all the members of the Demon Cult stationed here.
She led Chen Yuan into the Phoenix Yin Cave.
The path was shrouded in darkness.
Until they saw a faint light, the road turned sharply, immediately followed by a murmuring stream, reflecting a unique scene inside the cave…
Above the cave, there was a deep opening, through which light streamed in and was reflected throughout the cave via the water.
Elder Qingyi swung her sword, sealing off the entrance they had just entered, then used a seal to further secure it.
Quickly, a layer of frost enveloped the stones around the entrance…
“That… is Xuan Ying Grass.”
After completing these actions, Elder Qingyi pointed to a whole patch of light blue grass on the cliff above the riverbed.
It was covered in sharp thorns, resembling needles protruding from its surface.
The grass was like a sword, sharp on both sides, easily capable of cutting someone…
Chen Yuan walked over, while Elder Qingyi watched from the side, her brow furrowed.
She had witnessed the toxicity of this grass.
The people of the Phoenix Yin Sect used darts made from Xuan Ying Grass, and even a mere accidental brush against it could lead to a fate worse than death…
Not to mention directly gripping it… for a whole seven days…
Such pain was something most people could not bear…
Watching Chen Yuan take deep breaths and constantly adjust, Qingyi could not bear to see:
“If you have regrets, it’s still not too late. You can continue living your life, even if it’s just as an ordinary person…”
Hearing this, Chen Yuan let out a light laugh…
Now that they were here…
Death…
He had already died four times…
He simply extended his hand and gripped the grass before him tightly!
Elder Qingyi’s brows furrowed in despair.
And in an instant, the pain made Chen Yuan stumble and fall to the ground.
Blood flowed down the veins of the leaves, pooling at the base…
As if sensing something, the surrounding Xuan Ying Grass also reacted slightly…
…
Crash—
“What happened? What’s going on?”
Xu Ya hurried into the room upon hearing the noise.
“It’s nothing… Brother Xu Ya, I just lost my grip…” Lin Shuxue said apologetically, squatting down to gather the fallen herbs.
“Don’t worry about it, I can handle it. Just lie down on the bed,” Xu Ya quickly walked over, trying to cover something up.
But it was too late.
“Brother Xu Ya, why… is there blood in this medicine?”
Lin Shuxue frowned slightly; this wasn’t the blood of an animal or a spirit…
It was human blood…
Xu Ya hesitated, not knowing how to respond.
“It’s… probably from some rare animal. I’m not sure…” He continued tidying up while making excuses.
“This is human blood… Brother Xu Ya…”
Lin Shuxue already felt something was off in her heart, and now it felt even stranger…
An unsettling thought emerged in her mind…
Xu Ya smiled, “Well… maybe it could be, considering your condition is so bad, having a little bit of vital blood is normal…”
“Where did it come from? Who provided me with vital blood?”
Xu Ya: “…”
In Lin Shuxue’s mind, there was only one figure: “My brother? Right?”
As she asked this, tears streamed down her face…
Xu Ya wanted to mix in some dirt, but when he saw Lin Shuxue had already guessed and was in tears, his eyes welled up as well, unable to hold back…
Every time Lin Shuxue took her medicine, he couldn’t bear to watch and would step outside to calm down…
Seeing Brother Xu Ya like this, Lin Shuxue knew she had guessed correctly, collapsing to the ground…
Thinking back on the last half a year, she had to drink…
It turned out to be the blood of her own brother…
She suddenly began to feel violently nauseous.
The entire room started to spin…
“Xiaoxue! Xiaoxue!”
…
Buzz—
The jade pendant suddenly lit up…
Chen Yuan lay on the ground, not knowing how long it had been…
Elder Qingyi had already left, blocking the members of the Demon Cult outside for him.
The jade pendant engraved with the characters “Shuxue” was reacting violently for some unknown reason, indicating that something was happening with Xiaoxue…
Looking back at his side, there was still nothing but bare Xuan Ying Grass, and he saw no sign of the so-called Ling Ying Flower…
Was it too late…
Boom—
A loud crash.
A few members of the Demon Cult clad in black finally broke in.
They approached and saw Chen Yuan.
“The leader was right; there really is a lovesick fool trying to cultivate Ling Ying Flowers…”
“Kid, you’re not going to succeed.”
Ignoring them, Chen Yuan simply reached for his sword and forced himself to stand…
At that moment, his lips were blackened, his eyes reddened, and strange things were oozing from his arms…
Compared to the members of the Demon Cult in front of him, Chen Yuan at this moment looked more like a demon…
“This kid isn’t going to go crazy, is he…”
“He’s been poisoned by Xuan Ying Grass; he’s definitely doomed. Right now, he’s enduring inhumane pain, with no difference from going mad…”
“Though I’m called a member of the Demon Cult, if I take you down, it counts as doing a good deed, right? Hahaha!”
“Kill him, quickly, don’t waste time; Elder Qingyi will come in soon, and it would be troublesome to act then.”
“Alright… kid, let me send you on your way!”
…
The jade pendant engraved with the characters “Chen Yan” had unknowingly turned pitch black…
Lin Shuxue held it every day, looking at it…
Hoping the pendant would recover, but its color deepened each day…
“Don’t…”
“Brother…”
“I beg you… please…”
“Don’t leave me behind…”
Her desperate pleas went unanswered.
Pure tears dripped daily onto the jade pendant, but they could not wash away the blackened color…
