Chapter 63

Lou Wuhua suddenly placed her hand on Ling’er’s veil, causing Ling’er to cry even louder.

Ling’er’s large teardrops fell rapidly to the ground, crying inconsolably as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Su Lingyu’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she called out Lou Wuhua’s name from a distance.

Lou Wuhua heard the familiar voice and calmly looked in the direction of the call. She saw Qu Panyan, her well-behaved disciple who had married, and the stern-faced Su Lingyu walking towards Kang Congshuang’s room.

As they approached, Su Lingyu frowned and looked at her while asking, “What are you doing?”

Why did she seem to be bullying the junior?

Lou Wuhua smiled innocently, then turned her head to look at the sobbing Ling’er. Seeing that she was still crying miserably and unable to calm down, she asked, “Is it still hurt?”

Ling’er cried so hard that she took a moment to nod her head weakly, and said in between breaths, “Hurt… it hurts so much…”

Lou Wuhua helplessly withdrew her spiritual power and lowered her hand, “It seems only she can help alleviate your pain.”

Qu Panyan and Su Lingyu understood then. Kang Congshuang had previously used wood magic to ease the Ling’er’s pain, and Lou Wuhua, like Kang Congshuang, practiced the wood element. It seemed that Kang Congshuang couldn’t do it at the moment, and the Ling’er’s horn was hurting again, so Lou Wuhua wanted to help.

However, even Lou Wuhua, who was close to the God Realm, couldn’t relieve the pain of Ling’er’s horns.

Qu Panyan understood; this was probably a tangible manifestation of Heaven’s Will. Fate wanted to keep Kang Congshuang and Ling’er bound; their lock was sealed and their key was grinded to powder and tossed away.

However, with Ling’er crying so loudly outside, wouldn’t Kang Congshuang be awakened even if she was in a deep slumber? Why was it so quiet inside?

Qu Panyan asked, “Sect Leader, is Second Miss Kang resting inside?”

Lou Wuhua nodded and spoke warmly, “Yes, don’t worry my dear disciple. There’s a soundproof barrier, so she won’t be disturbed by the noise.” She then looked at the sobbing Ling’er and continued, “It was this girl, Ling’er, who requested it herself.”

Lou Wuhua had originally come to inquire about the health of Kang Congshuang on behalf of Kang Linjun, who would be her apprentice for three months. When she arrived, Kang Congshuang was already peacefully asleep, showing no signs of being tormented by the disease. She felt relieved and didn’t stay long. However, just as she walked out of Kang Congshuang’s room, she bumped into Ling’er, who was covering her head as she ran back.

Ling’er hurriedly passed by Lou Wuhua and rushed into Kang Congshuang’s room. Less than three seconds later, she came out again, tiptoeing while covering her head with large eyes filled with sparkling tears, but she still thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

Sitting by the door, Ling’er tightly covered her mouth, looking like she wanted to cry out loud but didn’t dare to. Then she glanced at Lou Wuhua with a tearful voice and asked, “Can…can you create a soundproof barrier?”

Lou Wuhua immediately understood and quickly cast a large soundproof barrier, tightly enveloping Kang Congshuang’s room. She said, “It’s done.”

Ling’er thanked her and finally burst into loud sobbing, intermittently calling out, “My horn, it hurts so much…”

Lou Wuhua sat beside Ling’er, patiently and kindly inquired for a while before learning that Ling’er’s horns were causing her pain. Kang Congshuang’s wood magic could alleviate the pain, but Ling’er didn’t want to disturb Kang Congshuang’s rest. Therefore, Lou Wuhua wanted to try if her own wood magic would work.

Qu Panyan looked at Ling’er, who was crying while holding her horns, and then glanced at the door behind her. She walked over to Ling’er and asked, “Is it very painful? Unbearable pain?”

A tear fell from Ling’er’s eyes, and she nodded, saying, “Painful…”

Qu Panyan inquired further, “Do you want me to wake Ah Shuang to help ease the pain?”

Ling’er tightened her grip on her horns, shook her head, and cried uncontrollably, “No…She needs…to rest…”

Her father and mother had told her that sick people needed proper rest to recover. So she wanted Ah Shuang to rest well so she could recover and no longer suffer with her illness.

Qu Panyan wiped away her tears and suddenly felt that Ling’er’s determination to let Kang Congshuang rest reminded her of when Kang Congshuang fell ill.

In some ways, these two were truly a perfect match.

But considering the level of Ling’er’s suffering and her incessant tears, Qu Panyan was unsure if she could hold on until Kang Congshuang woke up.

Perhaps she could? Non-human life forms shouldn’t be…so fragile?

While Qu Panyan was still pondering, the door behind Ling’er suddenly opened from the inside, and Kang Congshuang calmly appeared at the doorway. When she saw everyone present, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, as if she didn’t understand why they were standing outside her resting chamber.

Lou Wuhua raised her hand and released the soundproof barrier. Kang Congshuang then courteously greeted them one by one, saying, “Sect Master, Sect Master’s wife, and Sect Leader Lou.”

After that, she bent down to comfort the sobbing Ling’er. As soon as Ling’er saw her wake up, tears poured out even more intensely. She voluntarily leaned her head over to Kang Congshuang, sobbing and saying, “Ah Shuang, my horns, it’s painful…”

Without hesitation, Kang Congshuang raised her hand and infused her own wood spiritual power into Ling’er’s horns. The gentle and soothing wood energy flowed like a spring breeze, instantly sweeping away Ling’er’s pain, and her tears gradually subsided.

As Kang Congshuang calmed Ling’er’s painful condition, she turned to look at Su Lingyu and asked, “Why are the Sect Master and Sect Master’s wife here? Do you have something to discuss with your disciple?”

Su Lingyu replied, “Your training has ended. Rest well. We just came to check on you.”

Kang Congshuang responded, “Thank you for your concern, Sect Master. I will rest properly.” Then she asked, “How about the Sect Master’s injuries?”

Su Lingyu’s ten fingers were wrapped in white bandages, and it was hard for Kang Congshuang not to notice.

Before she was sent back to the sect to rest, she faintly heard about Su Lingyu’s injury from some disciples. She thought that since Ling’er could calm her own Inner Fire disease, maybe she could also help Su Lingyu with her injuries, so she asked Ling’er to assist Su Lingyu.

Kang Congshuang wasn’t sure of the effectiveness of Ling’er’s healing techniques.

However, Su Lingyu calmly replied, “No need to worry. With Ling’er’s help, I have already improved a lot.”

Kang Congshuang was relieved and then looked at Lou Wuhua, asking, “And Sect Leader Lou?”

Lou Wuhua was always gentle with the younger generation and responded in a friendly manner, “Linjun is temporarily my disciple, and you are his sibling. Naturally, I have to check on you for his sake. Please take good care and rest well.”

Kang Congshuang sincerely thanked her.

Lou Wuhua thought for a moment and added reassuringly, “Your older brother has done very well in Cangnan Sect. He has strong comprehension and has made significant progress in his cultivation. I believe he will soon be able to undergo the Heavenly Tribulation to cross to the next realm.”

She looked at Su Lingyu and smiled while saying, “Lingyu, your Xianmeng Sect will be losing an outstanding senior disciple.”

Kang Linjun was the young master of the Kang family. Once he underwent the Heavenly Tribulation, he would leave the sect and return to the Kang family to officially take over the family affairs. The elders of the Kang family and the family head would help him gradually take charge of the clan’s matters.

Su Lingyu glanced at her and retorted, “Your Cangnan Sect has lost an outstanding disciple too.”

That outstanding disciple was now the wife of the Sect Master of Xianmeng Sect.

Lou Wuhua, on the other hand, smiled happily and gave a thumbs-up to Qu Panyan, saying, “Well done, my dear disciple!”

Su Lingyu: “…”

Suddenly, Lou Wuhua remembered the matter of staying overnight and asked, “Oh, by the way, why did you suddenly want me to stay overnight? Such enthusiasm?”

With Lou Wuhua’s reminder, Su Lingyu also recalled the reason. She reached out and held Qu Panyan’s hand, whispering, “Let’s go see Elder Chayue.”

Qu Panyan instantly understood and looked at Kang Congshuang, saying, “Rest well, Miss Kang. I’ll come to see you later.” Then she turned to Lou Wuhua and smiled, “Sect Leader, come on, let’s go see Elder Chayue!”

Lou Wuhua was completely puzzled. Weren’t they talking about staying overnight? Why did they suddenly want to see the elder?

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Inside the bamboo forest of Xianmeng Sect, there was an extremely spacious and flat area with silver-white giant talisman patterns shimmering on the ground. This was the teleportation array. Hidden within the deep greenery were several defensive formations to guard against unexpected attacks.

The elders of Xianmeng Sect were stationed by the teleportation array in batches, and they needed to stay here for a month for their rotation guarding.

Guarding the teleportation array was both a serious and boring task for them. They had to multitask, finding ways to pass the time, such as drinking tea, carving jade, checking if any sneaky disciples had returned, and even practicing divination.

Then, they waited for other elders to take over their shifts.

Elders Chayue and Changxing happened to be in the same batch among others. They both found guarding the formation boring. Elder Changxing took out a fire jade and continued his carving, while Elder Chayue held a tortoise shell and began to perform divinations to predict the future.

Elder Chayue was already thirty-four this year, but she had a naturally youthful and beautiful appearance, looking like a naive girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, which made her appear more easily deceived. However, she always maintained a cold expression, devoid of any change in her demeanor, which successfully diminished some of the cuteness in her appearance.

She thought about the task entrusted to her by Su Lingyu a few days ago and carefully performed the divination again, but she still couldn’t grasp any information about the Divine Beast. It was like an endless darkness where she couldn’t see anything.

She didn’t know if she could seize the opportunity to break through this darkness and peer into the secrets beyond. All she knew was that she had promised Su Lingyu to do her best—as long as the Divine Beast hadn’t descended, anything was possible.

Perhaps there was a chance?

Even belated opportunities were still opportunities.

After another calculation, she still couldn’t glimpse that particular secret. Instead, she deduced some other information.

Then, she calmly put away the tortoiseshell coins, and with an expressionless face, said to Elder Changxing, who was carving jade beside her, “Put them away; the Sect Master is coming.”

Elder Changxing paused his carving and asked, “Did you see it?”

Elder Chayue nodded.

Elder Changxing, didn’t say anything else and immediately put away the items, and other elders followed suit.

—Appearance matters when in front of the Sect Master.

But they didn’t expect the Sect Master to arrive so quickly. Elder Changxing hadn’t finished packing when they heard the smiling voice of Lou Wuhua from behind, “Elder Changxing, what are you carving?”

Upon hearing this voice, Elder Chayue suddenly stiffened and slowly turned her gaze in that direction. Her hands, resting on her knees, clenched into fists as she entered a state of high tension.

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