The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 669 - 228: A New Discovery of Talent Skills [Daily Reflection] (6k)
At this moment, Lu Yuanzhi’s eyes turned red, and she hurried forward.
She wanted to grasp Consort Chen’s hand, but because it was only a wisp of divine thought, her hands passed straight through the phantom, grasping nothing.
"Why didn’t you say it earlier?" Lu Yuanzhi questioned with a sobbing voice.
Consort Chen’s divine thought was almost exhausted by now and began to dim, her figure gradually becoming blurry.
Looking at her two sisters who had finally resolved their misunderstanding, she forced a slight smile.
As if all the misunderstandings of the past were redeemed at this moment.
Currently, almost all the Spirit Severing Realm cultivators in the Holy Martial Dynasty are somehow connected to them, especially the Nine Nether Demon Lotus, which they regard as their private possession.
I must give my all and navigate among them to avoid arousing their suspicion.
But now, it was all worth it!
Except that she must be trapped in that cage for the rest of her life.
Whoosh!
At the next moment, a light flashed, and Dean Weng Yunqi appeared suddenly without any warning.
He glanced briefly at Consort Chen, a trace of imperceptible pity flashing in his eyes, and then sighed lightly.
Then, he walked unhurriedly to Lu Yuanzhi’s side, slightly extended his hand, and took the note.
His gaze quickly swept over the contents, then he shook his head helplessly.
"Except for the Nine Nether Demon Lotus, everything else is just a pill formula for a Grade One Bone-Rejuvenating Pill."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was taken aback.
Lu Yuanzhi was even more incredulous, instinctively snatching the note and scrutinizing it word by word.
Consort Chen’s originally peaceful gaze instantly solidified, and she was stunned in place.
Moments later, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Her eyes were filled with despair and confusion.
"He... he found out, he was deliberately toying with me..." Consort Chen murmured, her voice filled with sorrow.
Years of endless pain and humiliation, in exchange for nothing but a worthless piece of paper.
"Third Sister!" Lu Yuanzhi and Eight-Tails called out anxiously.
Consort Chen slowly raised her head, her vacant gaze fixed on her two sisters.
Her lips trembled slightly, and she weakly said, "I’m sorry—"
After uttering the last word, her figure completely vanished.
"Zhi, take Chen..." Eight-Tails began to speak anxiously, but the words stopped abruptly.
The current Emperor is naturally suspicious, since he never truly trusted their third sister. As the eldest, how could she let the second sister endanger herself again?
Lu Yuanzhi was also anxious, suddenly, like grasping at the last straw, she turned sharply to Zhou Qing.
"Is she still at the academy now?"
Zhou Qing could only respond truthfully, "She left this morning, presumably forced out."
Upon hearing this, Eight-Tails’ eyes, which were originally dim, suddenly brightened, not realizing their third sister was actually nearby.
Lu Yuanzhi was overjoyed and was about to set off in pursuit.
But quickly stopped, turned to Dean Weng Yunqi, and bowed deeply, her voice trembling, "I beg the Dean to help me."
Weng Yunqi, however, slowly shook his head, his eyes filled with helplessness and apology, "I cannot get involved in any cause or effect here. After all, even I am barely surviving, I’m sorry."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi’s eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment, hurriedly saying, "I was presumptuous."
After speaking, she urgently turned to Zhou Qing and Lin Daochen, her eyes full of pleading, "Please help."
Then, she hurriedly chased after them.
Weng Yunqi watched as Eight-Tails’ eyes rekindled with a desire for survival, remained silent for a moment, then said nothing further.
He simply nodded slightly to Zhou Qing and then turned back to the general store of the Vast Mansion.
He lay back on the bamboo chair, watching the bustling street outside, his gaze deep, lost in thought.
At this moment, Eight-Tails, suppressing the intense pain in her body, slowly stood up, using all her strength, lifted her right leg and pointed to her left side, weakly saying, "Masters, please forgive my earlier rudeness, it’s over there!"
Lin Daochen nodded, but Zhou Qing inadvertently glanced over, and his pupils shrank, eyes full of disbelief.
For there, embedded in the array below Eight-Tails’ abdomen, were four ice-blue crystals.
These crystals emitted intense cold, like spiritual snakes, constantly moving around, freezing the air wherever they passed.
"Profound Ice Marrow—" Zhou Qing exclaimed in joy, unable to restrain himself.
Indeed, according to Zhang Wanbao’s jade slip and illustrations, this generally existed at the bottom of a Thousand-Year Cold Pool or in the depths of an ice cave in extremely cold places, with a very low birth rate.
And since Lu Yuanzhi and the others came from the Fox Race in the Extreme North Land, he had been thinking of asking Master Lu, not expecting to see it here.
Seemingly hearing Zhou Qing’s murmurs, Eight-Tails, enduring the excruciating pain, slowly extended her claw, struggling to pry a piece from the array, then laboriously pushed it out.
"Unexpectedly, you recognize this at such a young age. This was specially left by Zhi, but for me, it is of no use at all. Take a piece!"
Eight-Tails spoke in a hoarse voice.
She now wanted to live, at least since their third sister was in the capital, her worries had increased.
Zhou Qing was filled with gratitude upon seeing this.
As he urgently needed this item.
Now, he only lacked the Spiritual Soil and Flame Spirit Flower. Perhaps these items were in the Pocket World.
Once the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree is cultivated, both his inscription-level divine techniques and array skills would advance at an unprecedented speed.
