Let me Touch your Tail

Chapter 44

Fu Yun Sect, at the Mountain Gate.

At dawn, two mountain patrol disciples were changing shifts.

Suddenly, a blue shadow flashed in front of them, catching their attention.

But when they turned their heads to look, they didn't see anyone.

Just as they were puzzled, one of them tugged at the other's arm: "Wang, Wang Senior Brother..."

He indicated for him to look behind.

The taller Senior Brother Wang turned around.

They saw a swaying black shadow hanging under the Fu Yun Sect's archway.

It looked like a person.

Wang Senior Brother frowned: "Who's messing around there?"

He walked towards the shadow.

Though the younger disciple was timid, he gathered his courage and followed.

As they approached, both of them detected a foul odor, a mixture of sweat and blood.

The shadow under the archway was indeed a person, with long, black hair spread out like a broom.

Due to the blood crust covering the face and the clothes soaked in blood, they couldn't discern who it was at first glance.

Seeing this, Wang Senior Brother exchanged a look with his disciple and decisively decided to bring the person down.

He checked for a pulse and felt a faint breath with his fingertips. Wang Senior Brother said in a deep voice, "Still alive!"

After speaking, he cast a cleansing spell to remove the dirt from the person.

"Ah!" The disciple exclaimed, "Senior Brother!!"

Wang Senior Brother looked closer and his expression changed.

The severely injured and nearly dead person hanging in front of the Fu Yun Sect's gate was actually Ling Jiancheng!

Wang Senior Brother's voice trembled: "Quick, quick! Go report to the Sect Master!"

The disciple did not dare delay and ran off immediately.

Before long, the news that Ling Jiancheng, covered in blood and barely alive, had appeared at the Fu Yun Sect's gate reached Bu Donghou and the Peak Masters of each peak.

In the main sect's administrative hall, several elders worked together to save Ling Jiancheng's life, barely managing to keep him alive.

After the treatment, one elder reported to Bu Donghou: "Sect Master, Jiancheng is gravely injured. The attacker was ruthless, severing his limbs, destroying his dantian, and breaking all his bones. In the future, he might..."

There was no need to explain further; everyone present understood the grave consequences of such severe injuries.

Bu Donghou's face was ashen, and the atmosphere in the hall was heavy and oppressive.

After a moment, Bu Donghou suppressed his anger and asked coldly, "Has Yuan Yi returned?"

The people in the hall exchanged glances. The elder who had previously spoken said, "Immortal Master Yuan Yi and You Ying have just returned and are waiting outside the hall."

Bu Donghou's expression turned frosty: "Call him in."

Upon receiving the order, Yuan Yi entered the hall slowly.

Everyone turned to look and saw Yuan Yi looking haggard, with a large bloodstain on his chest, and blood still uncleaned from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Bu Donghou's anger subsided slightly, and he asked, "What happened on this trip that caused my disciple to be so grievously injured?"