Chapter 59

Chapter 59: Hearing It Was Xiao Zhuochen, Xie Chenzhou Hit Harder

As he spoke, his vocal cords vibrated slightly against her palm.

A tingling itch.

Like a dragonfly flying by, lightly touching the water.

“Cough cough—”

On the ground, Wan Lu, who was barely alive, struggled to get up and crawl towards the temple entrance.

Xie Chenzhou’s brows furrowed.

He grabbed Wan Lu by the collar and punched him.

Wan Lu was knocked to the side, half of his face was covered in blood.

Something fell from his sleeve.

Sang Nian’s eyes narrowed, “Wait!”

Xie Chenzhou’s next punch narrowly stopped at his nose.

Sang Nian bent down and picked up the object.

It was a pouch?

Both the style and the vines on the strap were familiar.

“Where did you get this?”

Sang Nian fed Wan Lu a pill to keep him alive for now, and she asked repeatedly.

Wan Lu regained consciousness and spat out a mouthful of blood, “Why should I tell you.”

Xie Chenzhou didn’t blink as he broke his arm.

Amidst Wan Lu’s screams, he said calmly, “I have many ways to make you answer her, want to try?”

Wan Lu’s face instantly turned pale with fear, “I’ll tell you!”

“I found this pouch at the fork in the road ten miles east!”

The Vine of Threads needs a spell to untie, this must be a mark left by Wen Bu Yu for them.

Ten miles east…

The Medicine King Valley.

Sang Nian’s breath hitched.

Chu Yao and the others, who went to ask for help, still haven’t returned.

“Maybe something’s wrong with the Medicine King Valley.” Sang Nian looked at the impenetrable rain curtain, “We have to go check it out.”

Xie Chenzhou glanced at the darkness, and said faintly, “Let’s go.”

The two of them left side by side.

In the dilapidated temple, Wan Lu continued to struggle to crawl out.

A completely black bird fluttered down lightly and transformed into a human form.

Wan Lu gasped for breath, “Who are you?”

Crows One’s face was pale, he wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand and said, “We are here to dismember you.”

Crows Two smiled coldly, “Daring to hurt my brother, dismembering him is far from enough.”

Wan Lu struggled to retreat, “I am the young master of the Ten Thousand poison sect! If you kill me, the Ten Thousand poison sect won’t let you go!”

“The Ten Thousand poison sect? Ha, what’s that?”

Crows Two squatted down, removed the mask covering his face, letting him see the tattoo on his face.

The expression on Wan Lu’s face instantly blanked, he mumbled, “The Shura Palace…”

Blood filled his vision, he didn’t have a chance to speak again.

The rain was torrential.

The Medicine King Valley.

The surroundings were pitch black, Sang Nian used the lanterns hanging from the porch to read the plaques on both sides, word by word.

[Cure the World and Heal the People]

[Miraculous Hands Revive and Relieve Pain]

She withdrew her gaze and whispered, “I’ll go through the main gate, you sneak in from the back, one overt, one covert, we’ll split up.”

“If we go in and find it’s all a misunderstanding, that’s good. If there’s really a problem, you immediately signal to the sect.”

Xie Chenzhou shook his head, “I’ll be overt, you’ll be covert.”

Sang Nian unexpectedly pushed him away, deliberately removed the rain-blocking barrier and spun around in the rain.

Her clothes were instantly soaked, she knocked on the door forcefully.

Almost at the same time, a sound of a latch being pulled came from inside.

She winked at Xie Chenzhou.

Xie Chenzhou could only use a spell to hide his figure.

The next moment, the door opened, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy poked his head out.

Seeing that it was Sang Nian, soaked to the bone, his wary expression disappeared, and he asked, “Miss, why are you visiting at this late hour?”

Sang Nian showed her name tag, “Hello, I’m a disciple of the Xiaoyao sect. My two senior sisters came to your esteemed place earlier but haven’t returned yet. I’m here to look for them.”

Hearing that she was a disciple of the Xiaoyao sect, the young man completely relaxed and opened the door, “So you’re a Daoist friend from the Xiaoyao sect. Oh, you’re soaked, come in and have some ginger tea.”

Sang Nian followed him across the threshold, “Are my senior sisters here?”

The young man scratched his head, “Besides you, no one else has visited today.”

Sang Nian’s heart sank.

“But maybe I remembered wrong.”

He comforted her, “You go sit in the guest room first, I’ll find you some clean clothes and ask my senior brothers if they’ve seen your senior sisters.”

Sang Nian scrutinized his expression and slowly nodded, “Okay.”

The two of them walked to the guest room, the young man said, “Wait here, Daoist friend.”

He turned and left in a hurry.

Sang Nian looked around the room.

The layout was simple, just an ordinary guest room. The incense burner on the small table was burning some kind of incense, the smell was rich and intoxicating like wine.

Soon, he appeared in front of her again, accompanied by a man.

The man handed her the dry clothes and ginger tea with a friendly smile, “I’ve heard my junior brother explain the situation. Don’t worry, little Daoist friend, my junior brother got it wrong. Your senior sisters are resting in the valley right now.”

Sang Nian’s hand holding the clothes tightened abruptly.

He continued, “You can rest assured and sleep, you’ll see them tomorrow.”

Sang Nian seemed to sigh in relief, gratefully saying, “Thank you.”

The two disciples of the Medicine King Valley then left side by side.

Sang Nian closed the door and carefully checked the clothes they had given her.

After making sure there was no problem, she hesitated for a moment, but still took off her wet clothes—

She might have to fight later, and she didn’t want to waste her spiritual energy drying her clothes.

After changing, she picked up the steaming ginger tea on the table and took a big gulp.

Soon, she lay on the table, her eyelids slowly closing, motionless.

“Creak—”

The window was pushed open from the outside, little by little.

A young man in white flipped in, landing silently.

He approached Sang Nian step by step, bent down to touch her face, as if he wanted to check her breath.

Sang Nian suddenly opened her eyes and hissed, “Liu Liu!”

The young man reacted extremely quickly, he turned his head to avoid Liu Liu, who was charging at him, and lightning-fast grabbed it in his hand.

A ripple appeared in the void.

The young man in black, like a nimble leopard, leaped lightly down from the roof beam, attacking his vital points with every move.

His movements were fierce, while the young man was hesitant, making him inevitably restrained in his fighting.

For a while, he couldn’t withstand Xie Chenzhou’s attack.

Seeing this, he had to wipe his face, revealing his originally handsome features, “Miss Sang, it’s me!”

Sang Nian stood up in surprise, “Xiao Zhuochen?!”

She hurriedly said to Xie Chenzhou, “Stop fighting, it’s Xiao Zhuochen!”

Xie Chenzhou hit even harder.