Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1007 - 933: Feng Qingye, Ye Qingfeng

"Miss, the Flame Stone has most likely been taken by Feng Qingye. This is probably the place where the Flame Stone was kept, and it likely fell off the cliff with Feng Qingye."

Gai Liuchuan jumped down and said.

"What should we do then? Only the Flame Stone can give Grandpa two more years of life."

Su Yingxin said anxiously, realizing that it would be better for the Flame Stone to fall into Feng Qingye’s hands.

At least then she would have a chance to buy the Flame Stone.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she exchanged a glance with Gai Liuchuan.

The two of them almost called out excitedly at the same time: "That bottle of medicine..."

Indeed, Feng Qingye wasn’t lying; there was truly a hidden monster in this valley, and they were no match for it.

This means Feng Qingye is not a deceitful and selfish person, and he didn’t lie.

Then, could that bottle of medicine really, as Feng Qingye claimed, be able to save Su Yingxin’s grandfather?

Even with permanent healing effects, far better than the Flame Stone.

Thinking about this, Su Yingxin felt both anxious and regretful for being so impulsive as to throw that bottle of medicine away.

Now Feng Qingye has fallen off the cliff, and he’s probably dead by now.

If she can’t find that bottle, she’ll regret it to death.

With that thought, Su Yingxin no longer hesitated and ran back to the spot earlier; she must find that bottle of medicine.

Fortunately, Su Yingxin finally found the bottle of medicine given by Ye Qingfeng.

Holding this ordinary ceramic bottle in her hand, Su Yingxin felt as if she had obtained a treasure and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Miss, let’s hurry back. Feng Qingye’s medicine might really be able to save Sir." Gai Liuchuan said.

"Alright, but," Su Yingxin nodded excitedly, then hesitated, "But Feng Qingye fell off the cliff. Shouldn’t we be concerned about him?"

"This cliff is bottomless, and we can’t just go down there easily. Even if Feng Qingye didn’t die from the fall, the giant python might be fine too; going down would be too dangerous.

Gai Liuchuan shook his head and said, "It’s too risky to do that. Feng Qingye is not related to us anyway. My goal has been achieved as we’ve got the medicine. Besides, Feng Qingye is not a good person; he’s overbearing and selfish, charging ten billion for a dose of medicine. It’s just as good that he’s dead; we don’t have to pay him."

Listening to Gai Liuchuan’s words, Su Yingxin wavered, realizing his analysis made sense, and she couldn’t argue. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

However, she couldn’t quite bring herself to feel indifference; although Feng Qingye was overbearing and self-centered, once Su Yingxin knew he hadn’t lied to her, she didn’t hate him anymore.

There was even a slight fondness deep down within her for being with Feng Qingye, despite his cold and overbearing nature, he had a comforting presence.

For example, last night when Feng Qingye seriously grilled meat, Su Yingxin found it quite heartwarming.

"Miss, don’t hesitate any longer, let’s get back to Xiangjiang. Sir’s illness can’t afford any delays." Gai Liuchuan urged with a concerned expression, "Though Feng Qingye has great faith in his medicine, he doesn’t understand Sir’s condition. If we miss the window, the medicine might not heal Sir."

"Alright, we’ll head back to Xiangjiang now!" After an inner struggle, Su Yingxin made her decision.

Although she wanted to rescue Feng Qingye, her grandfather was more important in her heart.

Shui Yiyi had been escorted out of the West’s Primordial Forest by Su Yingxin’s bodyguards and reached Yanglong.

Yet, she didn’t leave immediately; instead, she stayed in Yanglong.

She didn’t know what she was waiting for, just felt an urge to meet that tall young man again.

Why am I like this? Shui Yiyi questioned herself, repeatedly reminding herself that her affection was for Ye Qingfeng.

But she couldn’t help wanting to see that tall young man, perhaps because he somewhat resembled Ye Qingfeng.

His aura, silhouette, and temperament felt too much like Ye Qingfeng to Shui Yiyi.

Ye Qingfeng had a unique aura that most people didn’t have, making him easy to recognize in the crowd.

Had Shui Yiyi not clearly seen the tall young man’s face wasn’t Ye Qingfeng’s, she’d almost believe that was him.

But he’s really not Ye Qingfeng, Shui Yiyi reminded herself, this person is not Ye Qingfeng, don’t overthink it.

Thus, she decided to wait in Yanglong to see that tall young man one last time.

If he had no relation to Ye Qingfeng, she would leave Yanglong and not dwell on it further.

Finally, Su Yingxin and Ancient came out, gathered her bodyguards, and Shui Yiyi found an opportunity to meet Su Yingxin.

"Miss Su, where’s that young man who saved us?"

"I don’t know." Su Yingxin said calmly.

"How could you not know? Weren’t you together?" Shui Yiyi asked urgently.

Su Yingxin looked at Shui Yiyi with a hint of confusion and asked, "Didn’t you not know him? Why are you worried about that person?"

"I, though I don’t know that young man, he resembles a friend of mine. I can’t seem to let it go, so I waited here to meet him and ask if he knows my friend."

Shui Yiyi said, her eyes slightly moving.

Hearing Shui Yiyi’s explanation, Su Yingxin suddenly understood that perhaps, Feng Qingye was Shui Yiyi’s friend.

Though she didn’t know if Shui Yiyi recognized him, Su Yingxin knew that with Feng Qingye’s skills, altering his appearance wouldn’t be difficult.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have said, "Don’t imitate her in front of me, you don’t measure up!"

The ’her’ naturally referred to Shui Yiyi, indicating she was someone special to Feng Qingye.

Su Yingxin asked again, "Is your friend very important to you? Do you like him?"

Su Yingxin smiled lightly, knowing only love could make someone so worried about another person.

Shui Yiyi’s face turned slightly red, but she nodded gently, saying, "Yes, he’s my husband."

"What, Feng Qingye is your husband? He’s already married?" Su Yingxin said in shock.

For reasons unknown, hearing Feng Qingye was Shui Yiyi’s husband, Su Yingxin felt a slight loss inside.

"What do you mean Feng Qingye? My husband’s name is Ye Qingfeng; I don’t know any Feng Qingye, though we’re not married, we’ve been living as a couple." Shui Yiyi shook her head and said.

"Turns out his name is Ye Qingfeng, and he deceived me with this Feng Qingye nonsense. I knew it, how could someone have such a peculiar name? Turns out he just reversed his own name."

Su Yingxin thought to herself but didn’t say it aloud.

"Miss Su, can you tell me where that person went?"

Shui Yiyi asked again, pleadingly.