Chapter 89

Chapter 89: The Sold-Off Ye Fan

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“Senior Sister, what exactly happened to her?”

Luo Chenxi looked at Lin Muyu in front of her, whose eyes were lifeless and devoid of any vitality, and asked Qingyao urgently.

Her heart felt like it was tightly bound by an invisible net, constricting until she felt anxious.

How did her little hero end up like this?

As for Su Wanqing, she had hidden herself the moment she heard Luo Chenxi’s voice.

She really had no face to meet Luo Chenxi, and could only hide her figure even more secretively, even deliberately lightening her breathing.

“She’s already out of danger.”

Qingyao’s gaze swept over Luo Chenxi, who was just as anxious as Su Wanqing had been earlier.

She immediately pointed to a pillar of swirling incense smoke and said softly to comfort her:

“Her spirit has suffered some trauma now, but I’ve already lit Soul-Calming Incense and am treating her. She’ll recover soon.”

“That’s good!”

“Are you her friend?”

Facing Qingyao’s question, Luo Chenxi nodded lightly, but her tone carried barely contained anger:

“Yes, I’m her friend, but how exactly did she end up like this? Where is Su Wanqing?”

These past few days, Luo Chenxi had been busy doing small tasks within the sect while constantly keeping an eye on Lin Muyu’s return date.

She was truly worried that the silly girl would get hurt.

She had thought these two would need more time before returning.

She never expected to hear from her own senior sister just now that Su Wanqing had not only already returned, but was also carrying a woman in her arms who was barely breathing and of unknown condition.

The moment she heard the news, Luo Chenxi’s heart suddenly lurched, and she hurriedly inquired everywhere about which pharmacy Su Wanqing had gone to.

Following the trail all the way, she finally arrived at Qingyao’s place.

“Su Wanqing has already returned to her own mountain peak.”

A trace of confusion appeared on Qingyao’s face.

“I wonder what Junior Sister needs her for?”

“Returned to her mountain peak?”

Luo Chenxi let out a cold snort, her fingertips gently brushing Lin Muyu’s pale cheek, her tone full of indignation.

“This is how she protects her own junior sister?”

She looked at Lin Muyu’s hollow, lifeless pupils, her eyes churning with deep heartache.

Since they had known each other, Lin Muyu had always been a clever and lively girl whose eyes always sparkled with light.

When had she ever looked so lifeless, not even an eyelash twitching?

“Sigh…”

Hearing the overflowing concern in Luo Chenxi’s words, Qingyao didn’t know how to respond and could only let out a light sigh.

‘Wanqing, oh Wanqing, don’t you know that you’re not the only one who cares about Muyu? Your behavior like this will only push her further away.’

Qingyao shook her head helplessly, keeping this sigh buried in her heart.

She had watched Su Wanqing grow up. This child used to love running to her whenever she got hurt as a child, and their bond was deep.

So she sincerely hoped from the bottom of her heart that this fairy with a cold temperament could find someone to truly accompany her.

Although Lin Muyu was Su Wanqing’s junior sister, they had no blood ties.

If they could end up together, Qingyao would wholeheartedly support it.

But now that this incident had happened, forget about whether they could be together as they wished in the future, whether Lin Muyu could forgive her this time was still unknown.

She could forgive once, she could forgive twice.

Even the third time, which others say “nothing should happen more than three times,” Lin Muyu had ultimately forgiven.

But this was already the fourth time, and such a tragic fourth time at that.

She really had no face left to play matchmaker between Su Wanqing and Lin Muyu.

“Senior Sister, I want to stay here and take care of her.”

Luo Chenxi looked toward Qingyao, her tone so firm it brooked no argument.

Even though Qingyao was a senior sister of higher rank in the sect, as a candidate for the throne, Luo Chenxi naturally carried an imposing presence that could not be ignored.

Qingyao glanced at the faint shadow outside the door and replied helplessly:

“Mm…”

“Also.”

Luo Chenxi’s expression became even more serious.

“Don’t let that woman Su Wanqing get close to her anymore. She’s utterly unqualified as a senior sister!”

At this moment, Luo Chenxi only thought that Su Wanqing had failed to protect Lin Muyu properly.

If she knew what Su Wanqing had actually done, she probably couldn’t contain her anger and would have gone to settle accounts with Su Wanqing on the spot.

And Su Wanqing, who had been eavesdropping clearly outside the door, couldn’t help but show a bitter, self-mocking smile at the corner of her mouth.

“Unqualified, huh…”

“As a senior sister, to actually have improper thoughts about my own junior sister, indeed unqualified…”

She silently lowered her head, her fingertips digging deep into her palms, standing in place without a word, her shoulders trembling slightly.

“You can even tolerate this? That woman is about to push you completely away from her side!”

The familiar voice in her mind rang out again, full of exasperation.

“Then what can I do…”

Su Wanqing closed her eyes in pain, her voice carrying barely concealed sobs.

“It’s all my fault…”

“If you ask me, you shouldn’t have brought her back in the first place.”

That voice continued relentlessly.

“Just feed her a life-sustaining pill to keep her alive, then take her to a place no one could find and properly enjoy her…”

“Shut up!”

Su Wanqing shouted sternly in her mind, her voice trembling slightly with anger.

“I insist on speaking, I will speak!”

That voice showed no fear and instead carried a hint of disdain.

“Since she’s almost recovered now, why not wait until she’s not quite conscious yet and imprison her…”

Before the voice could finish, Su Wanqing had already taken out the Heartless Curse and began reciting it word by word.

No matter how much that voice chattered in her mind, she was determined not to listen anymore.

“…Fine, don’t listen then!”

That voice was full of disdain.

“When she gets taken away by others, let’s see what you’ll do? When that time comes, you’ll still have to use force…”

After that voice completely dissipated, only Su Wanqing’s sigh remained, a sigh deeper than a deep pool.

How could she not fear that Lin Muyu would be stolen away by someone else?

But… what right did someone who repeatedly hurt her have to stay by her side?

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“Where am I?”

Ye Fan groggily opened his eyes, his consciousness feeling like it was sunk in murky water, taking a long time to barely gather a thread of clarity.

He only remembered that he had been arguing with Ji Jiaying earlier when a sudden drowsiness had swept over him like a tide.

He knew nothing of what happened after that.

“Kid, hurry up and wake up properly. If you keep dawdling, you’re going to be sold off…”

Elder Feng’s indifferent voice came from beside his ear, his tone carrying traces of despair.

His heart had already turned to ash.

With Ye Fan’s Seed of Vital Essence lost, he probably had no hope of rising again.

And he himself was originally a symbiotic entity with Ye Fan, sharing life and death. Once Ye Fan couldn’t rise, his own hope of resurrection was gone too.

As for who exactly had stolen Ye Fan’s Seed of Vital Essence, Elder Feng already had some ideas.

In this world, probably only that one clan had such ability.

It’s just that an individual capable of doing this would have strength far beyond what they could provoke.

He really couldn’t understand why such a powerful being would make a move against Ye Fan, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

“Brother Ye Fan~ you’re awake.”

A sweet voice rang out beside Ye Fan’s ear.

“Although your vital essence is mysteriously gone, your yang energy is still there~”

“This means you still have value~ I hope you have fun playing there~ Hehe~”