Chapter 11: Qingyuan, Is That You?

Jiang Beiting was standing beside her bed at this moment.

He took off the ink jade ring from his finger. His vertical pupils suddenly appeared, and layers of overlapping spiritual energy immediately radiated from his tall body, like mist, yet like wind.

As his thin lips slightly parted and he activated a spell incantation, the spiritual energy wrapped around Lu Yunsheng’s entire body like silk.

Lu Yunsheng seemed to sense something and softly murmured, “Qingyuan, is that you?”

Jiang Beiting furrowed his brows slightly and leaned in closer, trying to catch the faint voice more clearly.

But she had already fainted and no longer made a sound.

He restrained his expression and opened his palm, preparing to channel spiritual energy into Lu Yunsheng’s body.

At this moment, the person on the bed suddenly emitted golden spiritual energy!

“?”

Jiang Beiting frowned at the light, and the movement of his hand immediately stopped.

He wasn’t mistaken, was he? This spiritual energy resembled the kind from his hometown—the Lingqi Continent!

The next second, a powerful force suddenly burst out from Lu Yunsheng’s body in the form of a beam of light—

Jiang Beiting quickly dodged, and the force instantly struck the wall two meters away!

“Bang—”

A hole appeared in the wall!

At the same time, eighty-one pots of ice placed around the room simultaneously emitted water vapor, quickly spreading in a spiral shape and filling the entire room with mist.

Meanwhile, Lu Yunsheng’s burning hot body was releasing steam, and her flushed cheeks visibly returned to normal at an astonishing speed.

She’s healing herself!

Jiang Beiting didn’t even need to make a move.

Jiang Beiting looked at the hole in the wall, the depths of his pupils rippling with unfathomable waves.

Since he had crossed over, he had never encountered a “human” like this.

Outside, the butler, accompanied by bodyguards, came to knock on the door—”Ninth Master, what’s going on in the room? Should we come in and take a look?”

The butler was terrified by what sounded like the sky falling.

Jiang Beiting used his spiritual power to restore the wall, his vertical pupils returning to normal round ones, and said outwardly, “It’s nothing!”

“Ah? Really?” They found it hard to believe.

Those outside were full of question marks.

Jiang Beiting came out of the room, looking calm and said, “Don’t worry about her. I’m hungry—let’s get ready to eat.”

The butler peeked through the door crack, seeing there really was nothing going on inside, and finally relaxed, “Alright, Ninth Master…”

—

Ten minutes later, Lu Yunsheng woke from her dream, feeling exhausted and weak all over.

Her eyes swept the empty room and then landed on the pots of water around her. Her expression gradually softened.

It seemed Ninth Master had listened to her after all and prepared ice for her.

Having survived this ordeal, next, it was time to think about revenge!

“If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend them. But if they do, no matter how far, they will be punished!”

Lu Yunsheng’s dark, deep eyes quickly turned cold and distant. She pressed her fingers together, closed her eyes, and silently recited incantations.

—

Jing Hospital.

Jiang Yuchen had just finished his IV drip and was resting against the bed with his eyes closed when suddenly—“Splash!”

A bucket of icy cold water was poured over his head, chilling him through and through!

He was drenched awake!

“Who is it? Who wants to kill me for money?”

Jiang Yuchen, soaked, suddenly sat up straight, angrily questioning the nurse holding the bucket by his bed.

The nurse pointed at the blanket on him and awkwardly said, “Young Master Jiang, your blanket caught fire, I… I was putting it out…”

“?”

Jiang Yuchen looked down and instantly lost all color from his face.

The cursed painting originally placed on the blanket had somehow been burned! Even half of his blanket was burned!

And he hadn’t felt a thing!

After putting out the fire, the nurse picked up the phone to report the situation to the hospital.

Soon, Jiang Yuchen was transferred to the intensive care unit. Passing through the hospital corridor, he overheard nurses whispering nearby:

“He didn’t even wake up when his blanket was on fire, sleeping like a pig, haha~”

“Shh, this is the Jiang family’s young master. His uncle invested in the hospital. Don’t laugh so loudly.”

Jiang Yuchen: “…” Indeed, they shouldn’t be so loud—he heard everything!

His expression grew darker and darker.

Madam Jiang didn’t expect that after going to see a movie with her best friend, when she returned to the hospital, her son had been transferred from the VIP ward to the VIP intensive care unit because of an accidental fire.

“Yuchen, you rest. I’ll go find the director to investigate and make sure to catch the culprit!”

“Mom, if you’re going, just go quickly.”

Just as Madam Jiang left, Jiang Yuchen called the butler. After learning that Lu Yunsheng was safe and sound, eating dinner in the restaurant, he called his brothers overseas for help.

“What did you say? The painting was burned?”

His brother from the Fire Mystical Sect on the other end clearly found it hard to believe, “Are you sure you recited the incantation exactly as I taught you? Not a single word missed?”

Jiang Yuchen gritted his teeth, “I’m sure.”

After two seconds of silence on the phone, an exclamation came through: “She actually managed to reflect my Fire Spirit Curse! Brother Jiang, you’ve met a master! Maybe she’s a hidden-level powerhouse from one of our five great sects!”

“Uh… can you just tell me straight—can you help me get rid of that country girl or not?”

“Of course not! Brother Jiang, didn’t you understand me? I said she’s a big shot! If it were me, I’d already be bathing, changing clothes, and inviting the big shot inside. And you want to kick her out? What are you thinking?!”

The brother overseas from the Fire Mystical Sect grew more and more excited, trying to wake up a certain slow-witted mind.

Jiang Yuchen realized this Fire Mystical Sect brother was unreliable.

He felt frustrated.

When Madam Jiang returned from the director’s office, her expression was grim: “Yuchen, the director showed me the surveillance footage from the ward. The fire started from a piece of paper on your blanket. What exactly happened? Were you playing with fire yourself?”

Jiang Yuchen replied with a dark face, “Mom, don’t ask anymore, don’t investigate. I don’t know anything. All I know is I’m going to marry an international superstar! Not some country bumpkin!”

Madam Jiang patted his shoulder, smiling, “Once you marry Miss Lu, our whole Jiang family will do everything to help her become a big star. Won’t that solve everything? Don’t worry, Mom understands you!”

“No, you don’t understand me!”

Jiang Yuchen got out of bed and brusquely pushed Madam Jiang out of the ward.

As soon as the door closed, he pressed his back against it and said firmly, “I will never give in! I absolutely won’t let this strange woman marry into our Jiang family!”

Outside the door, Madam Jiang shook her head and lowered her phone to send Jiang Beiting a message: 【Ninth brother, remember to take Miss Lu to choose an engagement ring tomorrow.】

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Jiang Beiting received the message while eating dinner.

Lu Yunsheng was also eating heartily beside him.

He occasionally glanced at Lu Yunsheng, as if trying to figure out why she possessed the spiritual power of Lingqi Continent.

Could it be that she was an evil cultivator who escaped from Lingqi Continent?

But the latter didn’t stop eating, noisily chewing as if she were a starving ghost reincarnated…

If she really were an evil cultivator, she’d probably be the first one to almost starve herself to death!

Jiang Beiting couldn’t help but show a look of disdain: “Before it was fire curses, now what, a hunger curse?”