5.8 - Death of Wen Qian

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  This place carries the memories between Shen Ran and Qin Jianxuan. It was here that Shen Ran took care of the seriously injured Qin Jianxuan for more than half a year. It was also here that although the two of them had never made their relationship clear, they were already like a pair of Taoist companions. Qin Jianxuan almost thought about letting go of his hatred. He was afraid that after he went to find Tianyi Sect, Shen Ran would be implicated. However, he never expected that everything was just his wishful thinking.

  The Hanwei Sword Master of Tianyi Sect has always been by his side, so it is not his turn to be implicated.

  Shen Ran struggled to get up. He raised his hand to summon his sword, but his spiritual power was blocked and the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

  "Sect Master..." Shen Ran whispered. He tightly grasped the bed board and sat there quietly. The medicine beside him went from steaming hot to ice cold. After an unknown amount of time, when the door was opened again, Shen Ran raised his eyelids and looked at the person standing by the door. Qin Jianxuan also looked at him coldly. He walked to Shen Ran's side without saying a word and lowered his eyes and said, "You don't want to take the medicine?"

  "..." Shen Ran remained silent, but Qin Jianxuan was not angry. He walked to Shen Ran and sighed, "Why didn't I see that you were so stubborn before? You don't treat your injuries and don't take medicine. Do you just want to wait for death?"

  "I have a high level of cultivation, so I won't die." Shen Ran repeated what Qin Jianxuan had said before. Qin Jianxuan's face darkened slightly. He raised his hand to pick up the medicine and poured it directly on the ground, smiling, "Okay, whatever you want."

  Qin Jianxuan did not stay here this time. He just said a few words and left. When he left, his eyes fell on the sword that fell to the side. He pulled the corner of his lips and said sarcastically, "Waste."

  Shen Ran did not answer. After an unknown amount of time, he heard the door open again. He did not even raise his head, thinking it was Qin Jianxuan again. However, he did not expect to hear a familiar voice, "Elder Han Wei?"

  The voice was small and light, and cautious. Shen Ran then raised his eyes to look at the door. As expected, he saw Wen Qian carefully lying by the door. He said, "Elder? Is that you?"

  Shen Ran raised his head, and Wen Qian could see clearly. She looked around, then quietly entered the room and hurried to Shen Ran's side. Seeing that Shen Ran was covered in wounds, and the blood oozing from the bandage on his chest had stained his robe red, her face suddenly changed, "Elder, what happened to you? Who did this?"

  "Why are you here?" Shen Ran's spiritual power was damaged and he was seriously injured. He looked at Wen Qian, his face pale, and asked, "Where are the others? What happened?"

  The moment he saw Wen Qian, Shen Ran even had a little hope in his heart, but the hope that he had just ignited was shattered by Wen Qian's next words. Wen Qian looked at Shen Ran, as if he was holding back something, and just said, "They... they are all dead. Elder, after you left, the group of people from Wanhua Valley came back. They attacked us. The other sects waited and watched at first, until..."

  Wen Qian paused, tears streaming down her face. Shen Ran raised his hand to wipe away her tears and asked gently, "Until what?"

  "Until the Master of Wanhua Valley took action himself. He was shameless! He was shameless! He was a master of the valley, wearing a black robe and thought we couldn't control him. Senior Brother Yuncheng knocked off his hat brim. I saw it with my own eyes. It was him! There is no way I could be wrong!" Wen Qian choked up and said, "Senior Brother Yuncheng hid me under the hillside, so I wasn't discovered. I heard what they said. They just wanted us to die. This time, the Xuanhua Secret Realm was a conspiracy against the Tianyi Sect."

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