Chapter 365: No Good People
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At that moment, Ye Qinghan had just caught the fleeing Dongfang Jue. As he prepared to descend and subdue Dongfang Jue for a thorough beating, an unusual sensation washed over him…
It resembled the master's wife's interdimensional portal—akin to the power of spatial authority.
Snapping back to awareness, she saw her gravely wounded master collapsing straight toward her.
In that instant, Ye Qinghan felt her mind freeze.
Unconsciously, she caught her master. Her master looked strange—golden inscriptions crawled across the arm holding the sword, while the other, left arm revealed stark white bones, stripped bare of all flesh.
Her master collapsed into her arms with a bitter smile. Ye Qinghan could only taste the metallic tang of blood in her nostrils, followed by a pungent, acrid smell reminiscent of burnt plastic.
Ye Qinghan had no time for hesitation. He channeled divine arts to heal his master's wounds while carrying him home.
"Come, Master. Let's go home. You'll be fine. Qinghan… will take you home…"
Master leaned against Ye Qinghan's shoulder. It seemed as though she could still hear Master telling her not to be afraid.
Ye Qinghan wasn't afraid, but she was startled.
[Jue'er, Shiyao, I'm taking Master home. Once you've handled matters here, come back to help.]
Only when night fell and all was quiet did Ye Qinghan dare lean against the headboard and quietly wipe away tears. It felt like she had returned to those days of utter helplessness, when her master's injuries showed no sign of healing.
Master was barely clinging to life, relying almost entirely on Chu Youwei's divine arts to slowly recover.
Even the immortal pills bestowed by the Master had little effect on his injuries.
"You'd better hope the Master survives. If he perishes, I'll make every one of you wish you were dead."
Wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead, Chu Youwei finally decided to rest for a moment. Even though she was only treating her master's injuries, the constant, uninterrupted casting of spells had left her extremely weakened.
He himself was only at the peak of the Golden Core stage. It was only through the memories of his past life that his understanding surpassed that of his three direct disciples.
"Let me take over for you." Ye Qinghan didn't seem concerned, but seeing Chu Youwei's exhausted state, he understood how much this was draining her.
"Not necessary! Keep your filthy hands off! If you hadn't constantly urged Master to take risks, how would he have ended up like this?"
Even Ye Qinghan, known for his restraint, was reaching his limit!
"Let me tell you this, Chu Youwei. Qinghan isn't afraid of you. If it weren't for your genuine devotion to our master, daring to speak to Qinghan like this, Qinghan would tear your mouth off!"
Chu Youwei wasn't one to back down either: "Hmph. And you dare claim this isn't the result of your daily scheming?"
"Master's character—how could I not know it? How could he possibly do something so reckless?"
"Master never acts without certainty. Now that trouble has struck, dare you claim you're not involved?"
"Master isn't skilled at dealing with women. Even if he saw through your tricks, he likely wouldn't take you seriously."
"But unfortunately for you, I'll be watching over you all for Master~ I won't let you succeed!"
Day after day of instigation?
Ye Qinghan was at a loss for words. She didn't know how to explain, because…
Was this truly her fault?
She never intended to harm Master…
She just didn't want Master to… be so timid and indecisive. She wanted to help Master…
Chu Youwei didn't press her advantage. Frankly, Chu Youwei couldn't be bothered with Ye Qinghan, not even deigning to give her a second glance.
After a brief rest, Chu Youwei resumed treating her master's wounds. Divine arts coalesced into a translucent sphere resembling true qi, gathering in the palm of her jade-like hand before being pressed against the wound.
As the divine energy flowed, the flesh around the wound seemed to gradually mend, and the necrotic skin tissue slowly regained vitality.
However, restoring the arm where bone was starkly visible would likely take some time.
"Shiyao, is this my fault?"
Under the tree in the courtyard, Ye Qinghan gazed at Li Shiyu, who seemed almost heartless, and spoke only these words.
"Shiyao doesn't know."
"But Shiyu heard it, didn't she?"
"Yes, Shiyu heard it."
"Do you think it's my fault too?"
"Shiyao doesn't think so. Shiyao doesn't know."
Ye Qinghan fell silent, her hurt written plainly on her face. This wasn't her intention; she didn't think that way.
But there was no doubt she was nowhere near as mature as her master's wife, nor as sensible as Chu Youwei.
Ever since becoming a disciple, she'd only caused trouble for her master, stirring up trouble everywhere and making enemies for both her master and Lingxian Hall.
She even believed that this was how a master should be.
She had forgotten that her master wasn't omnipotent.
"Senior Sister, Shiyu doesn't understand what Sister Youwei is saying at all. But Shiyu knows you care for Master and would never harm him. Shiyu believes in you!"
"Senior Sister, don't be sad. Master will be fine… Seeing you like this… makes me want to cry too…"
Truthfully, Li Shiyu wasn't skilled at comforting others. Fortunately, Ye Qinghan possessed a strong capacity for self-processing. Even if she couldn't process it, she couldn't afford to remain this heartbroken.
It wouldn't change anything.
"Shiyao, I'll stay here. You should go rest…"
Ye Qinghan had intended to send her two junior sisters back to rest early, especially since Shiyu had been such a great help these past two days. But then, she heard Chu Youwei's voice coming from inside the room.
"Master, what's so urgent that it can't wait until you're feeling better? I can't leave those fox spirits alone!"
Ye Qinghan, having been addressed, immediately pressed herself against the door and listened at the crack.
"Youwei, this won't be the last time. That creature came to kill me. As long as I'm still alive, he won't give up."
"He is no ordinary foe—not one you can handle. If we can recover the positioning anchor, there may be a turning point. Should I regain my lost power, no enemy would hold any sway over me!"
But Chu Youwei refused to accept it. Asking her to leave now?
These damn excuses are always the same. Every time there's a fight, he sends her off to find something? Trying to get rid of her?
Master, you don't even have a new trick up your sleeve?
Impossible!
"If that's the case, then I absolutely cannot go! It's not that I refuse to run errands for you, Master. It's just that you've already deceived me once before!"
"Who knows if Master is trying to get rid of me so he can go fight that big bad guy?"
"If I return and Master is gone, who will I cry to for justice?"
"Wouldn't I become an unwanted child all over again?"
Chu Youwei sat on the bedside, cradling her master's hand, their fingers intertwined, her beautiful eyes brimming with affection.
"Master, let me tell you this: if I lose you again, I won't avenge you this time. Instead, I'll drag everyone down with me to keep you company in death~"
Su Cheng's heart trembled…
Miaomiao was finally on the right path, and now this damn Chu Youwei was going dark!
What the hell kind of dynamic equilibrium strategy is this?
"How dare you threaten your master!"
"You're merely a nominal disciple, yet you'd do anything~"
"Chu Youwei! How dare you!"
"Hehe, Master, Yuwei still has plenty of mischief left to get up to. If you want to deal with me, maybe you should recover from your injuries first?"
"Even if I were dead, you'd still have the nerve to bring me back to life with your insolence!"
Though she spoke thus, her celestial arts never ceased.
"Then wouldn't that mean Yuwei has done a great service?"
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