Chapter 3

◎Don’t Move◎

Only one thought was in Jing Shuxing’s mind.

It’s over.

He had no defensive tools, his weapon was confiscated, and the spiritual power in his body was chaotic. He couldn’t even self-destruct.

Jing Shuxing simply closed his eyes and let the other party handle him.

A gentle spiritual power drilled into his body.

“Don’t move.” Chi Lu pressed Jing Shuxing’s forehead, carefully soothing his spiritual platform.

She didn’t know medical skills, she could only draw external spiritual power, inject it into Jing Shuxing’s body, and repair the damaged spirit body. She had the help of Linghua Sect’s techniques, could draw spiritual power from the world for her own use, and the spiritual power poured into Jing Shuxing’s body, in a blink of an eye, exceeded what a cultivator in the Divided Spirit stage could deliver.

Facing the continuous spiritual power, Jing Shuxing resisted in his heart, but the spiritual veins in his body seemed to be completely opened and irrigated, like a paddy field that had been dry for a long time, lifting every place that could be loosened, eagerly welcoming the fall of sweet rain.

Jing Shuxing was annoyed that his body and mind were not in sync, making people laugh. He struggled desperately with the depression in his heart, trying to regain control of his body and repel the spiritual power supplied by Chi Lu.

“I told you not to move!”

Chi Lu raised her arm, palm down, and patted Jing Shuxing’s head as if patting a large fluffy spiritual beast.

“Pat.”

Just like patting a dog’s head, with a neither light nor heavy pat, she dispersed Jing Shuxing’s accumulated depression and all thoughts of resistance.

Pure and rich spiritual power, guided by the Linghua Sect’s techniques, moistened the spiritual platform, seeped into the limbs and bones, circled around the heart for a long time without dispersing, continuously driving away the accumulated melancholy.

He completely sank into the continuous spiritual power, like calm sea waves.

After all the tossing, Chi Lu was drenched in sweat, she sat on the edge of the bed panting.

“How could it become like this.” She was so tired that her voice trembled.

It’s more than just cracking, it’s almost shattered into powder. Once it’s completely annihilated into powder, that would be the end of life and the path, even immortals can’t save.

No matter how much spiritual power she injected into it, it couldn’t fill this spirit body. At first, Chi Lu thought that Jing Shuxing’s cultivation was too high, but later she found out that Jing Shuxing’s spiritual platform was too severely damaged, and even the meridians couldn’t hold the spiritual power, a large part of it would leak out.

Even though Linghua Sect is known for manipulating the spiritual power of the world, she couldn’t repair his spiritual platform.

“Even if it’s the exaggerated rumors of the cultivation world, it’s not this serious, even if… if it’s well nurtured, the spiritual platform wouldn’t be so bad.”

The people of Fengyue City didn’t intend to let Jing Shuxing live at all. This shouldn’t be the case. He is the eldest son of the city lord, a young talent. He shouldn’t have fallen into such a situation.

Jing Shuxing didn’t answer Chi Lu’s question. He covered his face with his hand, his whole body visibly trembling as he tried to suppress his emotions. His thin lips lightly pursed, and his loose hair hanging down. He leaned against the side of the bed, with his face still showing signs of illness, his jade-white figure like a statue of a god.

He didn’t understand.

She was so close to him that she could almost do as she pleased, but she never made a move. Why?

What else does he have that is worth her spending spiritual power to repair his spiritual veins, and only then can she get it?

Seeing his expression gradually calming down, Chi Lu moved closer to him, wanting to check his physical condition again.

Jing Shuxing suddenly backed away, grabbing the old quilt to cover himself, and the blush on his face surged up like a tide.

“Don’t, don’t come over.”

What does she want to do?

He had nowhere to retreat, his body stiffened and leaned back, “bump” hitting the bed board.

The burning sensation of anxiety leaped onto his face, Jing Shuxing clenched his back teeth hard, the whole person fell into confusion.

Chi Lu finally saw that he was not willing to let her get close, so she got up and left the bed, walking to his side.

“How about this?”

She raised her hand and circulated her spiritual power, covering him from head to toe, dispelling the thin sweat on his body, and the residual water droplets at the corner of his mouth.

Jing Shuxing clenched his teeth, closed his eyes to endure, and the blue veins on the back of his hand emerged.

In the past six months, countless curses have been cast on him. Jing Shuxing was originally sensitive. After repeated attacks by curses and extreme torment, he has grown extremely disgusted with these techniques applied to the human body.

Even the most common cleansing curse could make him uncomfortable all over, but this unknown person had already taken a step back for him, so he must not push his luck.

It’s ridiculous that he once killed demons for the cultivation world and removed disasters for the people. Now, he can’t even kill the people he wants to kill, let alone control his own fate. The only one who reached out to help him was a person from Linghua Sect, who he had never had any connection with before and whose identity was unknown.

Jing Shuxing spoke, “Who exactly are you?”

“I am…” Chi Lu’s words got stuck in her throat.

She didn’t even have time to speak, when the system issued a warning to her.

[The plot where Chi Lu is killed by Jing Shuxing will inevitably appear on the mission list. If Jing Shuxing has a good impression of ‘Chi Lu’, it is very likely to increase the difficulty of the mission. It is recommended that the host complete the plot in an orderly manner to avoid changes.]

Chi Lu’s brain crashed.

Why didn’t this damn system say it when she entered?

She claimed to be from Linghua Sect, but this time Linghua Sect came to Fengyue City, apart from the Great Elder and her, the rest were all low-powered servants. If she impersonated someone, she would be exposed on the spot.

Chi Lu stood in place, after a while, she finally decided on the next step.

Run!

After all, Jing Shuxing couldn’t see her, he would never know who she was.

“Who I really am? Linghua Sect? Fengyue City? Or those wandering cultivators? I won’t tell you, you just keep guessing.”

With that, she opened the door at a very fast speed and fled the courtyard like she was running away.

She hadn’t run a few steps when she suddenly came to her senses.

The water cup was still left in the room, and it had the mark of Linghua Sect on it.

If it was discovered, it would confirm her identity as a member of Linghua Sect. In that case, she could only pretend to be the Great Elder…

She tiptoed back into the courtyard, in front of the wooden door were already two people, one was a graceful young man, the other was the Great Elder of Linghua Sect who came with her, Ying Lianyi.

“Great Elder, someone claiming to be from Linghua Sect has intruded into the residence of the first young master. I specifically came to ask you to discern the truth.”

The young man respectfully opened the door, and then exclaimed in surprise, “Where is the person?”

Ying Lianyi stood next to the young man, her face solemn as she answered, “Our Linghua Sect has always been strict in discipline, and no one would dare to intrude into private residences.”

The cultivator who had run away before had actually gone to find reinforcements. But it was too coincidental, neither early nor late, just when she had returned to retrieve her belongings.

Chi Lu stood still not far away, wishing she could bang her head against the wall.

Neither early nor late, just at this moment, she didn’t even have the chance to impersonate someone.

She twisted a strand of spiritual power from the air, sent a secret message to Ying Lianyi about her situation, and asked her to take the opportunity to retrieve the water cup.

Upon receiving the secret message, Ying Lianyi listened carefully, her face suddenly darkened.

Good heavens, the young sect leader was only sixteen years old, and she was still causing trouble, leaving her to clean up the mess?

The young cultivator beside her couldn’t perceive the flow of spiritual power, and was still describing the situation, “According to the person who reported, the intruder was arrogant and used the jade token of Linghua Sect to drive him away, as if intending to do something improper to the elder brother^[1]兄長 (xiōngzhǎng) = Elder brother, it’s a term used to refer to a senior male member of the sect or organization, not necessarily a blood-related brother. It’s a form of respect towards … Continue reading.”

“No.” Ying Lianyi’s face lost its luster, and she mechanically uttered a few notes.

“Great Elder?”

“The intruder definitely does not belong to the Linghua Sect.” Ying Lianyi said decisively, “It must be a thief impersonating, wanting to smear our sect.”

Then she stiffened her body, turned around and walked away, “This is a matter of great importance, I must report it to the young sect leader, so I won’t accompany you.”

As for the water cup, she didn’t want to bother with it, the young sect leader could retrieve it herself.

Before leaving, Ying Lianyi seemed to have a pang of conscience and turned around to take the young man away with her.

As soon as the two left, Chi Lu immediately approached the house. She didn’t open the door, but peeked into the room from under the window.

Jing Shuxing was leaning on the bed, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and the light in his sightless eyes was sinking.

He held the water cup that Chi Lu had left behind in his hand. His lips, devoid of any color, were tightly pursed. And his fingertips traced every detail inch by inch.

He touched on the pattern of Linghua Sect.