The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 637 - 362: An Unexpected Encounter on a Narrow Road_2
The leader of the Immortal Bandits did not answer. He was also not willing to bring up his own embarrassing incidents.
She sighed and said, "You forcibly took me to refine the Junyang Grass, and I used my own methods to get back a little justice. Aren’t we even now?"
Fu Yunzhang sneered, "You’re not really a disciple of the Xuanji Sect. You went to the medicine field with ill intentions, right?"
"Impressive, where did you find that out? It seems you too came to pillage, and even got identified by others! I don’t have as high Combat Power as you, so I had to resort to trickery. We are essentially the same."
Fu Yunzhang was at a loss for words, counterfeit meeting counterfeit, truly no one could criticize the other. She continued, "As a man, do you have to bully someone when they are ill and weak?"
"Ill and weak?" Fu Yunzhang finally showed a hint of surprise. He had been observing from outside the window, indeed noticing her pale complexion and unstable breath. But considering this woman’s cunning nature, he thought her lying on the rocking chair was an act of pretense. Who knew she was actually sick? Cultivators rarely fall ill, it must be some injury, right?
Ning Xiaoxian did not avoid this topic, as she knew he would figure it out soon enough. Indeed, as soon as Fu Yunzhang entered the room, he reached out to feel her pulse
Qi Zai cried out harshly, transforming into a white arrow aiming to peck at his wrist. Although it appeared as a small White Bird, this peck was so fierce, Fu Yunzhang couldn’t hope to use that wrist again.
Realizing the danger, he swiftly retracted his hand, frowned, looked at Qi Zai, then looked back at Ning Xiaoxian who was still motionless, before he softly called out, "Qing’er!"
The beautiful girl skilled in Alchemy as well?
As expected, a shadow flickered in the distance, and Qing’er already stood by the window with a smile, "Brother Fu." She turned her head and saw Ning Xiaoxian, startled, "It’s you!" Remembering she couldn’t undo the itching powder this woman had spread among them, she pursed her lips.
"Check if she’s injured," instructed Fu Yunzhang.
Upon Ning Xiaoxian’s signal, Qi Zai did not attack again. Since the newcomer was a woman, Lord Changtian probably wouldn’t mind her touching the mistress.
Although Qing’er harbored no fondness for her, her touch was gentle. A stream of Spiritual Power penetrated from her wrist, delicately probing the condition of Ning Xiaoxian’s entire body. After a while, she said, "She has suffered severe injuries, her muscles and veins have withered and weakened, truly rendering her unable to stand. Such symptoms cannot be cured by medicines or therapies; she can only recover slowly on her own."
"See, I pose no threat now," Ning Xiaoxian spread her hands, "Are you still considering to kill to silence me?"
Qing’er snorted lightly, "What goes around comes around, who asked you to drug our brothers?"
Ning Xiaoxian was not upset, and winked at her, "If you like, I can give you the prescription, and include a few more recipes with similarly interesting effects, want them?"
Fu Yunzhang saw Qing’er biting her lip, seemingly tempted, and quickly said, "The person in Kashna City who forced He Lao to retrieve the mirror for you, that was you, right?" He had been out on a rescue when the stolen goods at Tianlan Courtyard were brought by He Lao to Gold Storage Tower. Returning later, he learned from He Lao that someone forced him to buy them back from Gold Storage Tower. After much deliberation, the only outsider present at the time — Ning Xiaoxian had to know, even though He Lao’s description of her appearance didn’t quite match. A Cultivator’s ability to alter appearances is not to be underestimated.
He guessed right! Ning Xiaoxian’s heart skipped, but her face feigned ignorance: "What mirror? I don’t know."
"The only outsiders who know the whereabouts of this mirror are you and this White Bird on your shoulder."
She leisurely said, "Without evidence, it’s just slander."
"Slander it may be, the truth it could be, but you cannot move right now. I might as well take you to the Gold Storage Tower. The owner there, Chun Ru Hai, has issued a warrant and is searching for you across the western region. Delivering you personally, he would probably be most pleased." Fu Yunzhang picked a grape from the fruit plate beside her, "We Cultivators conduct ourselves, do we need to fuss over evidence like those in the government office? That mirror, its value unknown, has even led Qianjin Hall to order Chun Ru Hai to retrieve it, causing some tension between them."
These words sounded familiar; had Lord Changtian said them before?
She sighed, "What exactly do you want?" For someone accustomed to being a bandit, if he had no demands from her, why would he have spent so much time following their encounter? Probably he would have fought with Qi Zai right away, then looked for someone to move her back to the Gold Storage Tower."
Smart. Fu Yunzhang raised his eyebrows, "You are skilled in Alchemy Dao; I would like you to have a look at someone."
That wasn’t much trouble; after all, if she couldn’t heal, there’s still Lord Changtian. Thus, she readily agreed, "Sure. But currently, I can only rest and cannot move, bring the person to me, and I will take action to heal."
Needing her made things easier. As she spoke, her chin slightly tilted up, carrying a touch of arrogance. Fu Yunzhang and Qing’er, although looking down at her, felt this woman’s aura and confidence were truly formidable.
He did not object, because the person he brought was someone she knew, precisely the Family Head of this household, Ling Fengnan. This man was honest to a fault, and like his wife of the Ling Family, was of a gentle nature, always taking extra care of the so-called siblings, Tu Jin and Ning Xiaoxian. (To be continued. If you like this novel, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest encouragement. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
