All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me Chapter 294 - 210: The Supreme Yang Body, It Was on You All

A guest room in the Sacred Land.

At first glance, it seed ordinary, not particularly glittering with gold, but each detail was ticulously crafted. There were purple sandalwood tables and chairs, with Jiangnan's distinctive Yue porcelain placed on top, a set of three vases with copper-green glaze, and the bronze lamp was scented with agarwood.

On the purple sandalwood short table, there were a variety of curious and exotic objects, inlaid with gold and jade. Beside it stood a bookshelf containing all kinds of classics, encompassing works from every school of thought.

The floor was covered with a thick, soundless carpet.

In this typical Jiangnan room, people moved about in a flurry, and it seed everyone inside wore a frantic expression.

The polished surface of the Bronze Mirror reflected a young face, its haggard and ashen complexion unconcealable, pale and unconscious.

Candles lit the room, illuminating the many faces surrounding him—all of them won.

The Qingping Sword lay beside the person on the bed, its bloodstains having vanished without a trace.

Wenren Pingxin sat on the bed, touching his face, her vermilion lips pressed tight. Her mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, leaving her wordlessly choked with emotion.

Next!!

The voice, weary as if from an oil-spent and wick-burnt lamp, still seed to echo in her ears—his imposing figure standing on the Ascension Platform, a single sword in hand.

ridian damage, qi and blood depleted, huh?

Although she wasn't versed in dicine, soone of her cultivation level had a far superior understanding of the body than ordinary people. A quick probe with her own energy was enough to tell her the basics.

It was raining outside, the sound of it rushing down.

The long night was silent and still, the darkness broken only by a few flickering, dim candles.

Su Bei had been unconscious for a full day and night.

Mo Xingjian and the others had also fainted, but clearly, their condition was not as grave as Su Bei's. After taking a Qi Blood Pill, a period of natural recovery would see them improve significantly.

Su Bei had been given a First Grade Rejuvenation Pill as soon as he fainted. It was only now that Wenren Pingxin realized that of the several First Grade Pills Mo Xingjian had refined for him that day, Su Bei himself hadn't taken a single one.

"Elder Sister, go and rest."

Dan Wulan, having just co from Dan Wuque's room, looked at Wenren Pingxin and spoke softly. Thɪs chapter is updated by n0velfire

Dan Wuque's injuries were not serious; he had already quietly co around and then hurried over here.

This was the Sacred Sanctuary. Along the way, one could hear the Sacred Land Disciples discussing, mostly about Elder Su of the Sword Sect.

Their words were filled with admiration and brimming with respect.

Nowadays, in the eyes of the world, the Sword Sect was gradually no longer the sa Sword Sect it once was; at least in these few battles, they had truly exhibited the spirit of swordsn.

Wenren Pingxin glanced at Dan Wulan and then nodded, addressing the remaining few won in the room with a haggard voice, "You three, co with . Let your master rest well..."

With that, she pulled Xiao Ruoching, whose face was unwilling and her eyes misted with tears; Mo Li, whose lips had turned purple from biting but showed no expression; and the Sword Maiden, who was crying inconsolably and utterly distraught, out of the room.

The door closed.

Dan Wulan sat beside the bed, silently watching him.

Her fingers gently pried open the corners of his mouth and placed a First Grass Creation Pill inside. She didn't understand why he had so many Creation Pills yet hadn't taken any. However, these pills were known for their transformative effects, like a caterpillar becoming a butterfly, and perhaps Su Bei would gain the greatest benefit by absorbing this one now.

It might actually be a good thing.

As she stroked his cheek, it seed that only at monts like this did this man truly belong to her.

Her own long eyelashes trembled. Feeling his steady breathing, she leaned in gently and kissed his lips, which bore a faint taste of blood.

Their lips t, then parted.

She straightened his clothes, lightly spreading his garnt open.

She could feel his warmth as her touch trailed lower, from his chest to his waist, then...

Hmm?

Dan Wulan's usually cool eyes blinked, her breath growing heavy and hot.

Feeling sowhat guilty, she glanced towards the door, where the shadows of several people were still clearly cast upon its panels.

Outside, Xiao Ruoching's voice could still be heard, seemingly discussing sothing.

"Queen Lin of Dongfeng Ancient Country once borrowed a Linglong Pearl from Master. That thing has the effect of strengthening ridians; it should have so use on damaged ridians, right..."

Dan Wulan's hand trembled slightly, like a cat caught doing sothing mischievous, as she lifted the brocade cover off Su Bei's body.

The Linglong Pearl?!

A thought struck Wenren Pingxin. It seed Su Bei had ntioned this item to her one night, and to use it, he would even need to wear a particular dark cyan-colored garnt...

She looked up at the dark sky, noting the late hour, and said, "Let's go find the Eastern Emperor now..."

Before her words had even finished, she saw a handso man followed by a woman in phoenix-patterned splendid attire hurrying their way.

Their voice, when it ca, carried a hint of urgency: "How is Elder Su's condition?"

A bitter smile touched Wenren Pingxin's lips. Though her eyes showed so surprise, she looked at the Eastern Emperor and said, "It's nothing too serious, but I'm worried that the ridian damage might leave so lasting problems."

Ji Nanjue's expression clearly grew heavy. He looked at the tightly closed door, thought for a mont, then asked quietly, "Who is in there?"

The words had barely left his lips when he felt his question was sowhat presumptuous, as he wasn't from the Sword Sect. Just as he was about to explain himself, Lin Jinyu, who was beside him, spoke up: "Although the Eastern Emperor and Elder Su have not t many tis, they hold a deep mutual admiration for one another, hence his concern..."