Transmigrated into a Waste Who Married the Villain.

Chapter 44: Specifically to Save You ✨

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a quiet little courtyard. A lantern hung at the entrance, its soft glow easing the somber atmosphere. Luo JinXiao breathed a sigh of relief, realizing she was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

"Master, what was that thing just now?" she hurriedly asked.

Elder Liu's face remained stern. "I don’t know either. Fortunately, I heard things were unsettled here recently, so I came to fetch you. Otherwise, there would have been grave trouble."

"There are many in the sect who can no longer be trusted. I just discussed with Elder He that if more disappearances occur, we might have to disband the disciples."

Disband? Luo JinXiao's heart sank; the situation had become that severe.

"But that's only a last resort," Elder Liu sighed deeply. The past few days of running around had aged his once youthful face considerably.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Luo JinXiao stepped forward and asked.

"That thing doesn't mean you well. Just stay put in Wu Hui Sect for now, and don't go anywhere. That would be a blessing," Elder Liu shook his head, tapping Luo JinXiao on the head with his fan before stepping inside.

Confused, Luo JinXiao followed him and asked, "Why is it hostile towards me?"

"Why do you have so many questions?" Elder Liu huffed, glaring at her. "Your celestial veins are unique. It's a blessing you haven’t been taken for alchemy. Stop overthinking."

"I have too much going on to constantly watch over you. Being among people isn’t necessarily safe either. I called you here to give you this." Elder Liu retrieved a small sachet from a cabinet and tossed it to Luo JinXiao. "If you encounter that thing again, open this. It will help."

Luo JinXiao understood. No wonder Qu WeiYin had sought her out recently; it was because of this.

The Yin celestial veins were beneficial for cultivation, and Elder Liu mentioned her being in danger. It seemed likely that the missing disciples had their spiritual energy drained.

Wu Hui Sect kept this under wraps to avoid panic among the disciples.

Luo JinXiao felt a warmth rise in her heart. Even before she realized the precipice she stood on, people were already shielding her. Yet she also felt a sense of frustration at needing such protection.

"Thank you, Master," Luo JinXiao said softly.

"Let's go. I'll take you back. I have more pressing matters to attend to," Elder Liu sighed again, looking weary. Grabbing Luo JinXiao's arm with surprising strength, he transported her in a dizzying instant to the disciples' quarters, where lights and laughter filled the air.

Elder Liu had vanished. A white-robed senior sister approached from the door, kindly urging, "Sister, it's late. Please go inside."

Luo JinXiao thanked her, pushing the door open to enter. These were older disciples keeping watch. The autumn night was cool, and they vigilantly guarded the outside, truly dedicated.

Her bed was next to Lu FanZhi’s. After chatting briefly, Luo JinXiao lay down, focusing on the spirit stone she played with.