Everyone immediately made way.
Zhantian Qingxuan, Ji Liangping, and the others came to their senses at this moment and hurriedly followed Wen Ping. After racing out of the Market, Wen Ping immediately found a nearby inn. Just as the maid was about to ask if they had a reservation, she saw Ji Liangping and Bai Hao following closely behind.
The two were prominent figures in Cloud Sea City; she hadnât anticipated this and promptly handed them the keys to a top-tier room.
"Sect Leader Wen, I know where the nearest Spiritual Chef is," Ji Liangping said hurriedly upon entering the room.
Wen Ping spoke coldly, "No need... All of you, leave!"
After chasing everyone out of the room, Wen Ping tightly shut the doors and windows, walked over to Shi Hua, and checked her breathing. Her breaths had become faintâshe likely wouldnât last another quarter of an hour.
"Shi Hua, hold on!"
Speaking through clenched teeth, Wen Ping pulled out a Life Cigar.
Lit it!
Placed it on the table.
Took out another.
Lit it, placed it on the table as well.
...
One after another, ten cigars. The white smoke quickly filled the room, and with each of Shi Huaâs breaths, her chest gradually showed signs of gentle rising and falling.
After finishing all this, Wen Ping sat down.
At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, her life should be saved.
Gazing at Shi Hua on the bed, Wen Ping fell into deep thought.
Even facing death, she thinks of others.
When did she become so foolish?
Why couldnât she be a bit craftier and pretend to comply with that wicked woman?
Why must she risk her life?
Luckily, he had brought enough Life Cigars; otherwise, he would have had to watch her die before his eyes.
And so, nightfall came.
Wen Ping remained inside the room; the people outside had no clue what was happening. As the smoke inside dissipated, Wen Ping continued lighting Life Cigars, and this cycle repeated until the early hours of the next day.
Meanwhile, yesterdayâs events spread like wildfire.
People said that individuals from a Four-star Influence had arrived in Cloud Sea City because even their accompanying dogs were Divine Profound Upper Realm Great Demons.
Not many cared about the death of the Fury Lady.
Because the new Vortex Map and Divine Profound Upper Realm Great Demon news were spreading wildly.
The death of a Divine Profound Lower Realm was like a pebble dropped into a lake.
At dawn, Wen Ping finally left Shi Huaâs room, unsure when she might wake up.
But now, he wasnât as worried; her life was certainly saved.
...
At dawn, Mu Tian, through Zhantian Qingxuan, found Wen Ping.
Mu Tian seemed very excited upon arrival and immediately shared good news, "Sect Leader Wen, this auction has become a sensation!"
"Itâs a hit?"
Wen Ping silently checked his system and opened the task progress.
[Exploration TaskâReputation Spread]
[30212/100000]
It accumulated over thirty thousand; itâs only been a day.
Mu Tian continued, "Because of the new Vortex Map, many want to use its fame to sell their things at high prices. Theyâre all bringing their items to sell to me; Iâve already decided that the Vortex Map will be the grand finale, guaranteed to fetch a sky-high price."
White Crystals?
It seemed too cheap now.
Mu Tian added, "Iâve heard that someone from the Divine Profound Upper Realm has already prepared 1000 White Crystals for a milestone item."
"Leave it to you," Wen Ping said, unsure if 1000 White Crystals were true, but Mu Tianâs excellent promotion was a welcomed surprise, "In any case, the more people who know, the better."
Mu Tian nodded immediately.
"By the way, Brother Wen, Elder Qingxuan told me this is our Mu Familyâs own medicine, specifically for treating internal injuries."
"No need, sheâs already recovered."
"Thatâs fortunate." Mu Tian retrieved the medicine bottle, "Then tonight, do you want me to send someone to fetch you?"
"No need, Iâll go myself." At this moment, Wen Ping began thinking about the Two-Star Vortex Map, determined to strike while the iron was hot, "You go first; Iâll bring the items over at dusk."
"Alright." Mu Tian nodded.
...
Inside the inn room,
a voice suddenly called out.
"Wen Ping, run!"
Shi Hua abruptly sat up from the bed, looking disoriented, but she paused when she looked around.
Where was this?
From outside the room, Miao Yin spoke, shouting down to Wen Ping sitting below, "Sect Leader, sheâs awake."
Upon hearing this, Wen Ping was overjoyed. He jumped upstairs in three quick steps.
Pushed the door open!
"Youâre awake."
Wen Ping hurried to the bedside, picked up the cup of water on the table, and handed it to her, "Youâve slept for a long time, have some water."
"Wen Ping, why are you here, leave quickly. That wicked woman wants to kill you... sheâs in the Divine Profound Realm." Shi Hua didnât take the cup; instead, she urged Wen Ping to run, "You escape, Iâll... Iâll..."
Mid-sentence, she faltered.
Because Wen Ping gently pressed the cup against her lips and tilted it slightly, "Itâs okay now; that wicked woman has already been killed by me."
"Wen Ping, Iâm not joking with you..." Shi Hua suddenly touched her head, surprised it wasnât hurting. She clearly remembered hitting her head; it hurt so much she passed out with no consciousness.
"Itâs okay; sheâs dead. See, arenât we both fine now?"
"Dead?" she replied with just two words this time.
Evidently, she didnât believe Wen Ping.
But seeing Wen Ping standing unharmed in front of her, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
As long as Wen Ping was fine, everything was wonderful.
After feeding Shi Hua two sips of water, Wen Ping continued, "Donât doubt; I have a friend in the Divine Profound Upper Realm who brought me here. He helped me kill the wicked woman. Heâs probably just outside the door now..." Wen Ping knew, without this reason, she wouldnât believe him.
Then Ji Liangping cooperatively entered and immediately opened the Meridian Gate.
The double Anomalous Vein Meridian Gate appeared!
Shi Hua saw it and froze.
After a long pause, she finally uttered, "Really?"
Shi Hua looked around, doubtful.
After enduring two months of suffering, it was hard for her to believe miracles or hope existed in the world.
She had once thought that death might be the only relief.
But now, Wen Ping told her the wicked woman was dead, and she quickly pinched herself, and pain struck immediately.
"Itâs true, not a dream."
But after saying this, Shi Hua fell silent.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Before long, sobbing sounds came, Shi Hua cried for joy like a child.
"Want to eat something?"
"Iâm not hungry." Shi Hua shook her head, pulling her hair down again to cover half of her face.
Obviously, she still didnât want Wen Ping to see her current self too much.
But compared to yesterday, itâs much better; at least, she now accepts herself.
Without much comment, Wen Ping stood up, walked over, opened the door, and was about to speak when he saw Ji Liangping standing with a wooden tray in front of him, saying, "Sect Leader Wen, I had someone prepare this Spiritual Cuisine, with miraculous healing effects!"
"Thanks." Wen Ping took the tray.
Ji Liangping giggled, "Sect Leader Wen, youâre welcome."
In the future, the Celestial Academy would have to rely on the Immortal Sect; whatâs a dish costing a dozen White Crystals each in comparison?
Wen Ping returned to the room with the Spiritual Cuisine, placed it before Shi Hua, and handed it to her, "Eat up. You heard it, right? This is healing Spiritual Cuisine. Once youâre healed, you can do whatever you want, and no one can stop you."
"Wen Ping, I..."
Words of gratitude couldnât slip out at this very moment.
Wen Ping understood, so he patted her head, stood up, prepared to leave, "You rest here. I have some things to take care of."