Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 248 Pang Zian

When Lin Qingyue woke up, she smelled a burning smell. After a few regretful words, she subconsciously stood up, and then she felt severe pain.

"hiss--"

"you're awake?"

The footsteps approached, and the crisp and pleasant sound reached my ears, like the refreshing taste of lemon in summer.

Looking further ahead, one can see the boy's slender figure, handsome face, and - a black, unidentified object.

Lin Qingyue recalled what happened yesterday and understood.

Yesterday she retreated because of the timely arrival of Shen Yumeng and others, and later she was forced to give up the pursuit because the multi-functional first aid kit failed.

She had no choice but to use the Sky Eye to intimidate Xiao Weiqian and others. At the same time, she definitely could not stay where she was.

By the time she found a safe place, her spiritual power had been exhausted, and Tangyuan then found a medical practitioner for her.

Lin Qingyue was very grateful for Tangyuan's efforts, but she couldn't repair Tangyuan now even if she wanted to.

The sword was severely damaged. Once I returned to Zi Yang Sword Sect, I would have to find a swordsmith to repair it.

Lin Qingyue turned her gaze back to the young man in front of her and gave him a friendly expression.

"Thank you for saving me."

Pang Zian was originally in a bad mood because she was forced to rescue people, but considering that Lin Qingyue was relatively decent, she didn't care about this little thing.

"Hey, don't get up!" Pang Zian saw that Lin Qingyue wanted to get up again, so he hurried forward and pressed Lin Qingyue down.

"You can't move now. Your spirit platform is already broken, and there's chaos inside. I barely managed to hold you together, so why are you so aggressive?"

"Sorry." Lin Qingyue lay down under Pang Zian's force. She asked him, "Is there anything you want?"

Pang Zian helped Lin Qingyue calm down. When he heard Lin Qingyue's words, he rolled his eyes and said, "I want so many things. Are you a god in heaven who can grant them all? As a human being, you should not be so narcissistic. You don't realize that your strength is just that of a weak ant."

From this angle, Lin Qingyue could just see him rolling his eyes, and his eyeballs moved like a globe, very smoothly.

She was amused by her sudden idea, and Pang Zian looked at her in confusion.

"why are you laughing?"

Lin Qingyue: "I'm not laughing at anything. I just think you look so young, but why do you speak so maturely?"

"Leave me alone?"

Another arrogant remark.

The sun shone into Lin Qingyue's eyes through the gaps between the leaves. She closed her eyes uncomfortably and felt warm all over.

At that moment, it was as if everything had vanished. No system, no world of cultivation. Only the faint scent of grass and flowers lingered on my nose, exactly like the smell of the park next to my home.

"Task?"

Lin Qingyue opened his eyes suddenly, and tears came to his eyes due to the irritation of the direct sunlight.

She almost thought that the task just now was a warning from the Dust-Breaking System, but she didn't expect it was Pang Zian next to her who said it.

Lin Qingyue restrained his expression and asked naturally, "What mission?"

Pang Zian squatted down in front of her and looked at Lin Qingyue.

"Don't all of you sect disciples have missions issued by the sect? I'm still wondering what kind of mission could have injured you so badly."

Lin Qingyue didn't answer, but instead asked Pang Zian: "When you mentioned you guys, does that mean you are not a disciple of the sect?"

Pang Zian snorted, "You're quite clever, aren't you? But it's normal for your sword to be so clever."

Lin Qingyue chatted casually, "Judging from your attire, you look very much like a medical practitioner. But you also admitted that you're not from a sect, so you're not a medical practitioner or apprentice from the Rebirth Valley. If you're a casual cultivator, I think someone who can enter the secret realm alone must be more than just a medical practitioner."

Pang Zian sat down, his tone tinged with regret. "What does it matter if a casual cultivator has a high level of cultivation? Against a sect disciple of the same level, a casual cultivator will only get beaten. It's a pity that I'm not talented enough, so no sect is willing to accept me. I'm also unwilling to join a small sect with only a few resources, so naturally I ended up like this."

"It's like I'm at the third level of foundation building, just like you, but your strength is much higher than mine. But what can I do about it? If I ask for your Ziyang Sword Sect's swordsmanship, will you give it to me?"

Lin Qingyue: "There are many sword techniques of the Ziyang Sword Sect that cannot be understood without someone personally explaining them. Even if I gave you a sword technique, you wouldn't be able to learn it unless you were a genius. Moreover, it's impossible for me to teach you the sword techniques of the Ziyang Sword Sect."

Pang Zian: "Are you really not afraid that I'll get angry and secretly give you drugs, making you seriously ill for life?"

"If you did that, Tangyuan would have killed you long ago and wouldn't have waited until now."

Pang Zian was a little angry when his thoughts were guessed: "What do you mean, you like to bully me, an ordinary cultivator?"

Lin Qingyue: ...

"You don't seem to have any other choice, right?" Lin Qingyue asked, "And is your medicine burnt? Are you sure you don't want to go and have a look?"

Pang Zian took out a basin from the side and revealed the contents: "Is this what you are talking about?"

"It happens to be cold now, why don't you take the medicine now?"

Lin Qingyue scanned it with the system and found that there was no virus.

Of course, there is no effect.

Lin Qingyue: "Are these the herbs you have here? They won't kill you. They're just mediocre things. No matter how much you take, they won't cure any disease."

Pang Zian impatiently threw the basin to the ground: "It seems that the sect disciple's eyes have been injured, but this is how we casual cultivators treat illnesses. It's all based on endurance. I'm not from a famous and upright sect like the Rebirth Valley. You can eat it if you want or not. I'm spoiling you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the glutinous rice balls fell beside his neck.

"Tangyuan, let him go."

Lin Qingyue touched the basin, Pang Zian took it and helped Lin Qingyue up and leaned him against the tree.

"Do you want me to feed you?"

The tone was mocking.

Lin Qingyue remained silent, took the basin and pushed away Pang Zian's hand to express his refusal.

Pang Zian stepped aside and asked, "Hey, where are the other people from your sect? Are they all dead and you're the only one left?"

Of course not. Lin Qingyue lied casually: "We were attacked by other sects, and I was the only one who was lucky enough to escape."

Pang Zian: "You do have many sword wounds on your body. It seems that the one who attacked you is from the Sword Sect?"

Lin Qingyue: "Maybe, maybe not."

"How to say?"

"Comparing the strength of the Sword Sect's people to that of one person, isn't it still inferior to the Sword Saint's sword?"

"He's a sword master, how can we compete with him?"

"Then I remember that one of the three sword masters was still a casual cultivator. It seems that being in the Sword Sect or not has little to do with becoming a sword master."