lcionline Chapter 117 Don't Leave!
Chapter 117 Don't Leave!
Xie Wanning was extremely anxious. She desperately wanted to know what had happened to Meng Qingyue, but the communication talisman went silent.
She quickly explained the situation to Qin Muyang and, following the location indicated by the sound transmission talisman, swiftly used a teleportation talisman to travel there.
Upon arriving at her destination, Xie Wanning was stunned by the sight before her.
The original forest was reduced to ashes, the scorched earth emitted a foul odor, and in the middle was a huge pit filled with countless broken magical artifacts and broken swords.
Everywhere you looked was stained with blood, except for a shivering figure in the corner.
Xie Wanning hurriedly stepped forward, about to reach out and touch the person.
The man seemed to sense something and turned around, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
His clothes were tattered, his body was covered in bleeding wounds, and he was trembling uncontrollably. His voice was hoarse and pained: "Who are you? You're not from the Twilight Snow Sect, are you? You bunch of lunatics, I never want to see you again!"
"You've seen people from the Twilight Snow Sect, where are they?!" Xie Wanning demanded, her tone urgent.
"They're all dead, dead! Hahaha!" The man laughed maniacally, then suddenly started crying again: "Don't come any closer, I won't do it again, let me go!"
The man reached to his waist, grasped the token, crushed it instantly, and vanished from Xie Wanning's sight.
He seems to be an incomprehensible madman!
Xie Wanning's cold sweat dripped from her forehead to her chin and onto the ground.
Now that the only clue has been lost, how can we find Junior Brother Meng and the others?
Xie Wanning's eyes dimmed, then suddenly brightened again.
She summoned Qiu Ling from the spatial stone, hoping she could follow the scent to find Meng Qingyue and the others.
Qiu Ling just muttered, "I'm not a dog."
But they still dutifully searched for Meng Qingyue and the others' location.
Finally, Xie Wanning and Qiu Ling arrived at the entrance of a cave. At the cave entrance, Xie Wanning smelled a strong stench of blood.
Xie Wanning rushed in and saw Meng Qingyue, Mu Ruo, and Mu Zhi lying unconscious in a pool of blood. Qi Shaozhuo, with blood at the corner of his mouth and a pale face, was channeling spiritual energy into the three people on the ground.
Upon seeing someone enter, he became vigilant and took out his protective magic weapon.
"Who are you? Are you also here for revenge?"
Xie Wanning then realized that she had not yet taken off her disguise.
She ripped off the necklace, reverting to her normal appearance. Qi Shaozhuo, who had been on guard, collapsed to the ground upon recognizing her, tears welling up in his eyes: "Thank goodness, Senior Sister, you've finally come! If you hadn't come, I really wouldn't know what to do!"
Xie Wanning quickly stepped forward and hugged Qi Shaozhuo, feeling extremely annoyed: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
When Xie Wanning touched Qi Shaozhuo's back, she discovered that there were two arrows stuck in his body. Qi Shaozhuo, who was already weak, was now unusually cold.
Xie Wanning's breath hitched, and she quickly probed Qi Shaozhuo's spiritual energy, discovering that it was long since exhausted. Previously, Qi Shaozhuo had been using his own source power to heal Meng Qingyue and the other two—a healing method that consumed his lifespan!
Qi Shaozhuo's crying subsided, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Xie Wanning hurriedly gave him an eighth-grade recovery pill and a soul-stabilizing pill, and treated the wound on his back before gently placing him on the ground and turning to look at Meng Qingyue and the other two.
Qiu Ling stood beside the three of them, laboriously channeling her spiritual energy.
"Leave the rest to me!" Xie Wanning took over Qiu Ling's position.
"Xu Weilin, don't push yourself too hard." Qiu Ling's tone was very serious. She knew a little about medicine and knew that the three disciples in front of her were seriously injured, especially the male disciple, who was practically on the verge of death.
Xie Wanning began to observe the injuries of the three people.
Mu Zhi and Mu Ruo had many serious external injuries, their spiritual power was exhausted, and their source power was also depleted.
Xie Wanning sighed softly and fed the two three recovery pills and one resurrection pill respectively. At the same time, she prepared the herbs and asked Qiu Ling to brew them.
When Xie Wanning saw Meng Qingyue, she didn't know where to start.
Besides the numerous wounds on Meng Qingyue's body, the most unbelievable thing was the huge bloody hole in his abdomen, which contained only a damaged spiritual root and an empty dantian.
Meng Qingyue, he detonated his Golden Core!
Xie Wanning understood Qiu Ling's words. With a heavy expression, she fed Meng Qingyue five Grade 8 Recovery Pills.
However, Meng Qingyue no longer had the golden elixir in her body, so the effects of the elixir were difficult to exert. Moreover, the wound on Meng Qingyue's abdomen showed no signs of healing and continued to bleed.
Meng Qingyue's breathing was barely perceptible, her brows furrowed, as she endured unimaginable pain.
Xie Wanning's clothes were soaked with sweat, and her face began to turn pale. She could only keep channeling spiritual energy into Meng Qingyue in an attempt to save his life.
Qiu Ling noticed the abnormality and her face showed urgency: "Sister Xu, you're only exhausting your spiritual power like this. Isn't there any other way? Can't we teleport him outside the secret realm to have someone else treat him?"
"It's no use." Xie Wanning's lips trembled, her tone filled with despair: "Junior Brother Meng self-destructed his Golden Core, making him difficult to heal. Moreover, there are bound to be casualties in sect competitions. Junior Brother Meng's injuries are too severe; even if he is teleported back, he will be deemed incurable."
The most important thing for a cultivator is the dantian, which is the source of cultivation. Meng Qingyue's golden core is destroyed, his spiritual root is damaged, and his dantian is broken. If he continues to live, he will only be a useless cripple who cannot control himself. Those medical cultivators will only judge him as incurable.
"Then what are you going to do?" Qiu Ling met Xie Wan Ning's desperate eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment. She frowned and her eyes were full of worry: "I'll say it again, don't push yourself too hard."
Qiu Ling went to prepare medicine for the other wounded, leaving Xie Wan Ning alone.
Xie Wanning felt the spiritual energy in her body fading away, but she also felt Meng Qingyue's life gradually disappearing.
Her face turned pale instantly, and her master's words echoed in her mind.
"I just hope you are all safe and sound."
However, Meng Qingyue is now seriously injured and beyond saving.
Xie Wanning's heart pounded violently as she continuously channeled spiritual energy into Meng Qingyue.
She would never give up even the slightest hope that Meng Qingyue could live!
Sudden.
A cold hand touched Xie Wanning's hand. Xie Wanning saw that Meng Qingyue had actually opened his eyes. He comforted her in an almost inaudible voice, "I'm fine, Xiaolin. How are the others?"
"They're all fine, no one's in mortal danger, it's just you..."
"Cough cough! It's good that you're alright, then I have no regrets. I've been a wanderer since I was a child, and it was the Twilight Snow Sect that gave me a home. I've done my best to protect this home." Meng Qingyue looked up, as if recalling something.
Xie Wanning looked at Meng Qingyue, whose face wore a bleak smile and whose eyes were gradually losing their light.
And she could do nothing but watch Meng Qingyue leave.
"Xiaolin, don't cry. You're our senior sister, you have to protect us, thank you for your hard work." Meng Qingyue's hand lay limply on the ground as she spoke in a weak voice.
His voice was so soft, yet it struck Xie Wan Ning's heart with tremendous force.
"I'm sorry." Xie Wanning could only utter these three words.
Her motives for joining the Twilight Snow Sect were impure, and she was forced to become the senior disciple by circumstances. She brought countless troubles to the reclusive Twilight Snow Sect.
She is not worthy to be the senior sister of the Twilight Snow Sect, and even less worthy to live up to Meng Qingyue's expectations.
Although she was younger than Meng Qingyue and joined the sect later, she was appointed as the senior sister because of her high cultivation level.
In reality, Meng Qingyue was the one who should have become the senior brother. He was like the rising sun, always appearing when others were confused and in trouble.
Although Meng Qingyue usually respectfully calls her Senior Sister, whenever Xie Wanning is in pain and despair, Meng Qingyue calls her "Xiao Lin" like a master, comforting and guiding her.
Meng Qingyue cannot leave; the entire sect needs him!
Xie Wanning had very little spiritual power left, but she didn't hesitate to channel it all into Meng Qingyue's body.
Let him live a little longer!
Please! Don't let the Twilight Snow Sect fall apart.
Meng Qingyue suddenly grabbed her hand, stopping Xie Wanning from channeling her spiritual energy.
"Xiaolin, that's enough. Don't feel ashamed. I have no regrets."
As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Qingyue's hand fell to the ground with a "thud." Xie Wanning stood there stunned, forgetting to shed tears.
"Jingle Bell!"
The sound of bells broke the surrounding silence.