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Chapter 79: Senior Sect Brother Xiao, Thank Goodness You're Here!
Chapter 79: Senior Sect Brother Xiao, Thank Goodness You're Here!
In the blink of an eye, Su Yuanpeng’s face turned ashen, and he slumped halfway to the ground.
The bloodstained dagger clattered to the floor after being yanked out.
Su Wanning frantically activated her Water Healing Technique, trying to close the wound, but it had no effect.
A blood-soaked cloth wrapped his waist, yet crimson still gushed like a stream, staining the ground a deep red.
The other disciples circled around, helpless and anxious.
Seeing Xiao Chen approach, one junior hurriedly called out, “Senior Sect Brother Xiao, the dagger’s cursed! Even blood-clotting pills don’t work!”
Su Wanning released the Water Healing Technique again, her eyes brimming with tears.
Suddenly, she stood and grabbed Yin Biqin by the collar, snarling, “You wench, what evil technique did you use?!”
She yanked the wooden gag from Yin Biqin’s mouth and pressed a flying sword to her throat. “Tell me how to stop the bleeding—now—or I’ll kill you!”
Yin Biqin’s eyes flickered, and she smirked. “Haha! That’s a blood-path evil weapon I bought from the black market. Only I know how to stop the bleeding.”
“Release me, and I’ll tell you how to save him.”
“Otherwise, even if you kill me, he’ll die with me.”
Xiao Chen knelt and tried the Water Healing Technique, slowing the bleeding slightly.
Su Wanning’s face lit with hope as the blood flow slowed—until it faded just as quickly.
Yin Biqin, tense at first, relaxed when she saw Xiao Chen’s failure and sneered, “All your efforts are wasted. Only I can save him now.”
“Hurry up and free me, or you’ll be burying him soon.”
A junior pleaded, “Senior Sect Brother Xiao, let’s release her first! Saving Senior Brother Su is more urgent!”
Another nodded. “Yes, his life comes first!”
Su Yuanpeng, silent until now, suddenly struggled upright and slapped Yin Biqin. “Let you go? In your dreams!”
Yin Biqin roared, “Dare you hit me?! Kneel and beg me, or he dies!”
Su Yuanpeng struck her again. “Do you think everyone’s as spineless as you, you traitor?!”
“I’d rather bleed to death than strike a deal with you!”
Su Wanning interjected, “Second Brother, you—”
He glared at her. “You want me to apologize to her?!”
“I’d rather die!”
Su Wanning choked back tears. “That’s not what I meant…”
“You madman!” Yin Biqin spat, then softened. “Fine! Let me go, and I’ll tell you how to stop the bleeding.”
Xiao Chen hesitated, then waved his hand to release the vines. “How do we stop it?”
Yin Biqin raised a new demand. “If I tell you now, what if you stop me from leaving? I must go first.”
She pulled out a wooden dove. “Once I’m safe, I’ll send the method back with this.”
Su Wanning snapped, “How do we know you’ll keep your word?”
Yin Biqin raised her right hand. “I swear on Heaven—if you let me leave safely, I’ll return the method.”
Puchi!
A blade pierced flesh.
Su Yuanpeng, somehow recovered the blood dagger, stabbed Yin Biqin while she wasn’t looking.
He twisted the blade, carving a wound three times larger.
“Now you’re also bleeding from the blood weapon, and worse. Tell me the truth, or you’ll die first.”
Yin Biqin’s face contorted in despair. “No—!”
She clutched her wound, frantically trying the Water Healing Technique—pointlessly.
Su Wanning realized in horror: Yin Biqin had no solution at all.
Su Yuanpeng, though disappointed, had expected her deceit.
He pulled out a storage box, sheathed the dagger, and handed it to Xiao Chen. “Xiao Chen, take this to the elders.”
Then he glanced at his weeping sister Su Wanning.
Grasping Xiao Chen’s hand, he murmured, “I won’t be able to watch over Third Sister anymore. Please… help me.”
“Wait!” Xiao Chen interrupted. “You should tell her yourself.”
Su Yuanpeng pleaded, “Brother Xiao, this is my last wish…”
“Ugh, what’s this?”
“Don’t ask questions—just eat it. It’ll save your life.”
Reluctantly, Xiao Chen handed over the Tongbi Fushen.
Truthfully, this herb was worth at least four-digit spirit stones. A pang of regret hit him.
But it wasn’t a total loss.
He still had the Qingmu Yuanye Liquid he’d obtained earlier, which could substitute as a wood-element Foundation Building herb.
Besides, Su Yuanpeng, though only at Qi Condensation Stage 9, would soon breakthrough. Consider it an early investment.
“Tongbi Fushen!”
A disciple from the Alchemy Hall recognized it and gasped.
“Great! It’s a top-tier wood-element spirit herb—revered for prolonging life. It’ll more than suffice to heal Senior Brother Su!”
Su Yuanpeng shoved the entire herb into his mouth and swallowed.
Within three breaths, his waist wound sealed without a scar.
His pale, bloodless face flushed with vitality.
Su Wanning rushed over, her hand slipping through the tear in his robe to touch the healed wound, eyes sparkling. “It’s really gone!”
She beamed at Xiao Chen. “Senior Sect Brother Xiao, thank you! I thought… thank goodness you were here!”
Su Yuanpeng clasped his fists. “Xiao Chen—Senior Sect Brother Xiao! I can’t repay this life-saving grace. I…”
“Senior Sect Brother, save me! Please, save me!”
Before he could finish, Yin Biqin lunged at Xiao Chen, clutching his arm.
She even tore open her robe, flashing skin. “Senior Sect Brother, save me, and I’ll serve you as slave for life!”
Xiao Chen flung her off. “Dream on. You think Tongbi Fushen grows on trees? I only had one.”
“And even if I did, do you deserve it?”
(End of Chapter)
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