Zanxing

Chapter 113 - End of the Story (2)

"Why not pick it up when it's free?" Tian Fangfang said confidently. "Those materials are all valuable, especially King Sheng Ning's two eyeballs. Taking them to Huajin Pavilion would easily fetch a few hundred spirit stones."

"Even so," Zanxing lightly coughed, "won't the ruler hold us accountable?"

"He shouldn't." Mu Chengxiao's voice came from outside the door. "The royal scandal is already known among the sect cultivators. Although the common people of Li'er Kingdom don't know the truth, I doubt the royal family will have the face to keep boasting about King Sheng Ning's 'merit' in killing the merfolk."

Zanxing looked up as Mu Chengxiao and Meng Ying entered from outside.

Since when did those two always come in pairs? Just as Zhan Xing was pondering this, Meng Ying asked, "Junior Sister Yang, are you feeling unwell?"

"No."

"You were too impulsive," Mu Chengxiao scolded. "The primordial spirit of a demon race cannot be borne by a mortal body. At the least, it will damage your cultivation, and at worst, it could kill you. You were lucky last night to have just fainted."

"Has your cultivation regressed?" Mendong asked, concerned.

Zanxing circulated her internal energy. Not only did she not feel discomfort, but her energy was abundant, and her body felt light. She was surprised herself and said, "It seems it hasn't affected me at all."

"Better that way," Gu Baiying, who had been in a foul mood all day, grumbled. "If it had, I wouldn't have saved you."

He seemed particularly irritable today, picking on everything. Tian Fangfang leaned over to Zanxing and whispered, "Martial Uncle is upset because of Yin Li's matter. Junior Sister, please be patient with him."

Zanxing suddenly understood.

She changed the subject, "Martial Uncle, when will the secret realm reopen?"

"Tonight."

"Tonight?" Mendong asked, "Isn't that too soon?"

"It was Chihua Sect's suggestion," Tian Fangfang replied. "That scoundrel Tan Tianxin wants to enter the secret realm while the disciples of other sects are still injured, hoping to seize opportunities before others can claim them. What a fox."

"Did Martial Uncle agree?"

"Why not?" Gu Baiying scoffed. "It doesn't affect the people of Taiyan Sect."

Zanxing fell silent. Although they had sustained minor injuries the night before, it wasn't serious enough to hinder their entry into the secret realm.

With that, the matter was settled.

Since Zanxing still needed to rest, Meng Ying and the others left. After they left, Gu Baiying went to his own room, and Mendong followed him inside.

As soon as they entered, Mendong pulled Gu Baiying to sit on a chair and grabbed his wrist.

Gu Baiying shook him off, "What are you doing?"

"You can fool others, but not me." Mendong stared at him. "Martial Uncle, after last night's fight with the merfolk, your spiritual energy stagnation has worsened."

Gu Baiying didn't say a word.

"Martial Uncle!" Mendong grew anxious. "This trip was originally meant to be easy, with no need for you to intervene. That's why the Sect Master let you come along. But as soon as we arrived, we encountered such a powerful demon. The more you use your energy, the larger the tears in your meridians will grow. It might not be a problem now, but the next time you use your powers, it could be dangerous. You..."