sjar Chapter 1764 She absolutely cannot hold them back
Chapter 1764 She absolutely cannot hold them back
Wanchuan Sect, the quiet room behind the suspended hall.
Mingchuan lay quietly on the warm jade couch, his face pale, his breathing weak but steady.
Leng Xi sat by the couch and gently wiped his forehead with a silk handkerchief soaked in spiritual spring water.
Ran Qianqian stood guard to the side, carefully controlling a gentle flame to roast several medicinal herbs that required a specific temperature to activate their medicinal properties.
Dong Chuyan held his hand and continuously channeled gentle spiritual energy into his meridians to nourish them.
In the corridor outside the quiet room, Ah Xiong stood there with his arms crossed, like a door god.
The hastily bandaged wound on his shoulder had stopped bleeding, and his powerful physique at the Core Formation stage was rapidly repairing the injury.
He pricked up his ears, not missing a single sound or movement outside the corridor, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.
"Brother Xiong, go and rest for a while, I'll take over guarding this place..."
The sudden sound startled Ah Xiong at first. Then he turned his head and saw Chen Shu standing not far away with Jinwa and Yaya.
Ah Xiong's previously fierce expression softened considerably, and he gave the three children a forced, relaxed smile.
"Brother, you don't need to rest. This is nothing. You three little ones can't be of much help anyway. Go back and wait for news."
Ya Ya's two little buns on her head swayed, her eyes full of concern for Ming Chuan: "But...but we're worried about Brother Ming Chuan..."
Jinwa quickly chimed in, "That's right, Brother Xiong. Although Brother Shu is young, he's the first in our sect to learn the Myriad Transformations Return to One Technique! And he's also the senior brother appointed by Brother Mingchuan. Brother Xiong, please let us help you out here."
Seeing that all three children were like this, Ah Xiong couldn't help but tear up and sigh.
Back in the human realm, they were always worried that Mingchuan wouldn't have anyone to rely on after coming to the cultivation world. Now it seems that Mingchuan has had people keeping him company these days.
Looking into the sincere eyes of the three children in front of him, Ah Xiong felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and the words he had been trying to say in a lighthearted manner became impossible to utter.
He squatted down, rubbed Chen Shu's head with his big hand, patted Jinwa's shoulder, and finally gently pinched Yaya's little dumpling.
"Good, good, you're all good kids." Ah Xiong's voice was unusually gentle. "Your brother Mingchuan didn't spoil you for nothing. Okay, Xiao Shu, you take Jinwa and Yaya and sit at the other end of this corridor. Keep an eye out for any noise outside."
"If you hear anything unusual, or if any of the clueless disciples rush over in a panic, call me immediately, understand?"
"Understood!" Chen Shu's eyes lit up, he puffed out his chest, and nodded solemnly.
Jinwa and Yaya nodded vigorously, their little faces full of seriousness.
“But remember,” Ah Xiong’s expression turned serious, “you are absolutely not allowed to approach the door of the meditation room, and you are even more not allowed to go in and disturb your sister Leng Xi and the others. The sect leader needs absolute quiet right now.”
“Yes! We understand!” the three children replied in unison, then obediently ran to the other end of the corridor, sat down against the wall, and stared intently at the door of the quiet room and Ah Xiong, while also listening attentively to any sounds outside.
Ah Xiong looked at them, and the tension in his heart seemed to ease a little.
He straightened up again, his gaze sharpening once more as he scanned every corner of the corridor.
With these children watching him, he has to be extra vigilant.
……
Blackwater City, deep within an ancient well.
Nearly half an hour has passed.
The hidden runes on the surface of the two dark red crystals had become extremely dim under the continuous melting of the Pure Source Holy Water, leaving only a thin layer, like an ice shell about to melt.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Mu Yaoyao's forehead. Maintaining such precise and sustained control of spiritual energy was not easy for someone her age and cultivation level.
But her eyes were focused, without the slightest relaxation, as she manipulated that wisp of holy water like an embroidery needle, peeling away the last rune structure bit by bit.
Sect Leader Mu was in slightly better condition, but his expression was equally solemn.
She could sense that as the external runes dissipated, the bound, violent energy inside the crystal seemed to begin to stir with an extremely faint agitation, like the prelude to a sleeping beast about to awaken.
Jinman's tightly closed eyes suddenly trembled, and a rapid voice transmission sounded: "Be careful! The restriction inside the crystal on the left is showing unstable fluctuations! Energy is surging upwards! Slow down the rate of holy water penetration and keep it steady!"
Mu Yaoyao's heart tightened, and she immediately slowed down the speed and intensity of the holy water injection as instructed, while also carefully adjusting the stability of the spiritual energy output.
However, the moment she made her adjustment, something unexpected happened!
At that very moment, the last trace of runes on the crystal completely melted away, and without warning, a fine crack appeared on the surface of the crystal, which was now free from external constraints!
Immediately afterwards, a dark red wisp of extremely cold and filthy energy, carrying a strong stench of blood and resentment, suddenly shot out from the crack!
The wisp of air was incredibly fast, and seemed to have a life of its own, as it lunged towards Mu Yaoyao's face!
Even more terrifying, the moment the gas appeared, the water temperature at the bottom of the well seemed to drop by several degrees, and a nauseatingly sweet and fishy smell spread out.
"Yao Yao!" Sect Master Mu's expression changed, and he was about to make a move.
But Kingman was faster!
Her divine sense, which had been focused on monitoring the vicinity of the crystal, instantly shifted from probing to attacking, transforming into an invisible sharp cone that precisely pierced the middle of the dark red wisp of energy!
puff!
The energy filament was struck by the sharp cone of divine sense, causing it to twist violently and slow down slightly, but its tip was already less than three feet away from Mu Yaoyao!
Mu Yaoyao's pupils contracted slightly, but she did not panic.
She has been practicing the Heaven-Mending Sacred Sect's mental cultivation method for many years, and thus has a natural resistance to filth and evil.
She swiftly formed a hand seal with her free left hand, and a pure, pale blue halo emanated from her body, within which the faint silhouette of a crane could be heard singing.
The dark red wisp of energy struck the pale blue halo, producing a hissing sound as it burned. Most of it quickly melted away, but a small wisp of energy still managed to penetrate the halo and touch her protective spiritual power.
Mu Yaoyao let out a muffled groan, feeling a chill penetrate her meridians, causing her spiritual energy to stagnate and her face to turn pale.
"Certainly!"
Sect Master Mu had already made her move. The wisp of Pure Source Holy Water she controlled instantly split off, like a flexible tentacle, to completely envelop and seal the crystal that had cracked and was still emitting dark red energy!
The power of the holy water clashed fiercely with the plague, emitting a low hum.
Jinman also increased monitoring of the other crystal to prevent a chain reaction.
Despite the discomfort in her meridians, Mu Yaoyao steadily controlled the holy water with her right hand, assisting her master in sealing the problematic crystal.
Do not let go at this moment, or all your previous efforts will be in vain!
"Yaoyao, how are you?" Sect Master Mu asked with concern as he suppressed the crystal.
"It's alright, Master. It's just a little residual poison. I can suppress it," Mu Yaoyao replied through gritted teeth, her eyes even more determined.
She thought of Mingchuan, who was in a coma. He was willing to risk his life for the Spirit Realm, so what was her discomfort compared to that?
She absolutely cannot hold anyone back here!