Chapter 12: Bitter Jealousy
Although the process was a little rough, the result was good.
After Pei Lianxue repeated cardiopulmonary resuscitation several times, adding Ye Anping's homemade blood coagulation pill, Feng Yu Die's condition finally stabilized.
But it was only stabilized for now.
After that, Ye Anping took her pulse again and carefully examined her. Her meridians were all broken, her spiritual energy was chaotic, and her body was also extremely weak. Although the quality of her spiritual root was excellent, if the wound was not treated for a month or two, she would remain with sequelae.
However, only two months were left until the gathering of the ***Black Star*** Sect's disciples.
In this situation, Feng Yu Die would definitely miss this gathering and would have to wait another five years for the next one.
The best way now was to take her back to the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect, let his father treat her injuries, and then send her to ***Black Star***. But in this case, the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect would be associated with the protagonist who had a tendency to attract trouble.
What a mess...
After thinking for a while, Ye Anping finally decided to bring Feng Yu Die back home for treatment.
The future of this world had already changed anyway.
The ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect was not destroyed, nor was his sister captured by Wu You and used as a refining furnace.
And the more things changed, the more unclear the future would be.
Just like Feng Yu Die, who was supposed to be saved by a passing cultivator, but he never showed up. Instead, it was he who came, the cannon fodder.
Moreover, the 5th chapter of Wu You's '*Black Moon Practice*' also fell into his hands.
If Feng Yu Die missed initiation into the ***Black Star*** Sect now, the main plot would be completely messed up.
"Sister, carry her on your back. Let's go back to the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect and ask my father to help her heal."
"Ah?" Surprised, Pei Lianxue looked at Feng Yu Die and asked, "Why don't we send her to the clinic in town? Wouldn't that be better?"
"If she stays in hospital, it will be at least two months before she can walk again. It's better to take her back and ask my father to treat her with true energy. That way, she will be cured in three days."
"..."
Let the Patriarch heal her wounds with true energy?!
Hearing what her brother said, Pei Lianxue felt very uncomfortable. Why was he so nice to this person?
It was understandable to save her life. It was no problem for fellow cultivators to help each other.
But why did he want to ask the Patriarch to spend his true energy to heal her?
She glanced at Feng Yu Die's face and had to admit that she was indeed very pretty. Was he going to use saving her as an excuse to convince her to be with him?
---*Brother, why are you like this?! Don't you have me already? Why are you still treating other girls like this... * In the bamboo forest, the bitter smell of jealousy drifted in the air.
Ye Anping stepped on his flying sword. "What's wrong?"
"Stinky brother."
"??"
"Humph!"
Pei Lianxue wrinkled her nose and roughly lifted Feng Yu Die onto her shoulder like a sack, then summoned her flying sword and soared into the sky.
Ye Anping was stunned for a moment, then sighed lightly and followed her.
"Has Lianxue reached the rebellious age?"
...
When they returned to the *Heavenly Pavilion* of the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect, what greeted them was Ye Ao's face, full of bulging veins.
"Well, have you had enough fun? You still remembered to come back, eh?"
"Father..." Ye Anping smiled awkwardly. "We didn't go to have fun. Didn't I leave you a note?"
"Oh, I saw it. You said that you took your sister Pei to kill the Grand Master of the ***Magical Poison*** Sect."
"That's right."
Ye Ao's eyelids twitched, and he slapped Ye Anping on the head without holding back.
Ye Anping hurriedly leaned back and dodged, then raised his hand to stop him. "Father, your son just came back from a narrow escape. Instead of a hug, you're giving me a slap?"
"Hiss---you rascal..."
At this time, Kong Yulan, who was in the back room, seemed to have heard the commotion and slipped out.
The moment she saw Ye Anping, tears welled in her eyes, and with a 100 meters sprint, she pushed Ye Ao to the side and pulled her son into her arms.
"Ah!! My Ping, are you hurt?" She anxiously pulled Ye Anping's collar, examining him all over.
"I've been worried sick about you. When you said you were going to find the master of the ***Magical Poison*** Sect, I was so worried that I cried for a few days, you know. If something happened to you, how could I keep living..."
Ye Anping was pushed back several steps by Kong Yulan and replied helplessly, "Mom, haven't I come back now? And the ***Magical Poison*** Sect Grand Master is also dead."
"Really?"
"Really."
"As expected of my Ping, really amazing!" Kong Yulan squinted her eyes smiling, rubbed Ye Anping's head, and planted a few lipstick prints on his face, "It's good you're back, good you're back."
Cast aside, Ye Ao gave the mother and son a glance, "Yulan, this kid just sneaked out to have some fun. If he really met the Grand Master of the ***Magical Poison*** Sect, would he still be able to come back?"
"Why not?" Kong Yulan frowned and stared back at him, "My Ping is very powerful."
"Your Ping is only at the third level of *Qi Refining*."
"What's wrong with the third level of *Qi Refining*?"
"A *Qi Refining* third-level cultivator meeting someone in the *Core Formation* stage, he..." Ye Ao took a deep breath and said, "If this kid really killed the Grand Master of the ***Magical Poison*** Sect, I will immediately kowtow thirty times."
"..."
Kong Yulan ignored him and asked, "Ping, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Mom will cook for you."
"Let's wait a little." Ye Anping gently pushed away Kong Yulan, who was hugging him, and then raised an eyebrow at his old man, "Father, you said so."
"Ah?" Ye Ao was taken aback, then nodded. "Yes, I said it, so what?"
Smiling slightly, he made a gesture with his right hand and extracted the magic items and the identity tablet from his storage bag one by one, showing them to Ye Ao.
"..."
Seeing the things Ye Anping took out, Ye Ao was stunned, then stepped forward to pick them up and check them one by one.
After confirming that these were magic tools only possessed by the advanced cultivators and the authenticity of the identity tablet, the expression on his face froze, and he frowned solemnly.
"Where did you guys get these things from?"
"I told you, from the Grand Master of the ***Magical Poison*** Sect." Ye Anping shrugged and stated, "The one I killed with Lianxue should be a cultivator close to the *Nascent Soul* stage or the late *Core Formation*. He was known as 'Wu You,' and I don't know his real name."
"You and little Pei?" Ye Ao looked at Pei Lianxue, who was waiting outside, still in disbelief. "How did you two *Qi Refining* cultivators kill someone at the *Core Formation* stage?"
"This is a long story. I will tell you slowly later, but before that---'' Ye Anping paused, then turned his head and glanced at Pei Lianxue, motioning her to bring Feng Yu Die inside.
Pei Lianxue understood, and pursing her lips reluctantly, she supported Feng Yu Die, who was leaning against the door, then threw her in front of Ye Ao forcefully.
With a thud, Feng Yu Die fell and rebounded twice.
Ye Anping was stunned, wondering why she couldn't be gentler, but then he got over it and asked, "Father, can you please use your true energy to help her heal?"
Ye Ao frowned slightly, swept over Feng Yu Die's body with his spiritual sense, and when he saw her spiritual root quality, he was amazed.
"This girl is a heavenly spiritual root?"
"Well, the heavenly spiritual root is named Feng Yu Die." Ye Anping came forward and introduced her. "She studied under the reclusive master Taixu, who was cultivating in the ***Black Star*** Sect. A while ago, she achieved Immortality, and before that, she left her a recommendation letter for the ***Black Star*** Sect. On the way to the sect, she met the Grand Master of the ***Magical Poison*** Sect and was seriously injured..."
While Ye Anping was speaking, Pei Lianxue's eyes almost popped out.
---Why did he know so much about this?
"Father, the meeting of the ***Black Star*** Sect should be held in two months. She definitely won't be able to make it in her condition, so please use your true energy to help her heal."
"Taixu, the great spiritual master..." Ye Ao also wondered why Ye Anping knew this name, but then he thought the girl must have told him. It made sense now, but after thinking for a while, he was still about to refuse.
If she had been in critical condition, he would help her with his true energy, but it seemed the situation was stable now.
After all, true energy was not spiritual energy, only a little could be stored every year. He was not doing charity, how could he use his true energy for a small cultivator he had never met before?
"Anping, you should know that true energy is..."
"I'll do it!" Kong Yulan interrupted hastily.
Ye Ao looked at her, puzzled, "Huh? Yulan?"
"It's okay, it's just a little bit of true energy, I'll help her heal."
Kong Yulan blinked at Ye Anping as if she misunderstood something and immediately carried Feng Yu Die to the back room.